Beneath Whose Eaves Is a Fledgling Phoenix Hidden? One Day, Its Clear Cry Will Shake the Nine Heavens

[Mission completed, Simulation Count +1, Origin Source +100]

[Current Origin Source: 11.65x.]

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. This year, Qin Wangchuan was seven.

With the Qin Clan's strength, even accomplishing something as seemingly impossible as finding a needle in the ocean took only a few months.

Naturally, that was thanks to the branch families and affiliated forces scattered throughout every realm.

As for the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit, it had long since been brought back to the Qin Clan.

It was simply that he had been cultivating his zither arts during this time, so he had temporarily set it aside.

Qin Wangchuan lightly plucked the zither strings with his fingertips. The music drifted through the air, like a clear spring flowing or a mountain breeze brushing through a bamboo grove, carrying an indescribable rhythm.

"Though the art of the zither may be small, it can still evolve into the Great Dao." He murmured softly, then stopped playing and raised his eyes toward Ye Jianwei. "Let's stop here for today."

Ye Jianwei paused slightly before respectfully setting down the zither score in her hands. A trace of astonishment flashed through her eyes. "Young Master, the speed of your improvement in the zither arts is truly unimaginable."

Qin Wangchuan merely chuckled at that and said nothing further.

The boost from elevenfold comprehension was no joke.

Seeing that he did not respond, Ye Jianwei pressed her lips together. After weighing her words for a moment, she said:

"I have studied this Nine Heavens Phoenix-Leading Melody for a year, yet I still have not grasped even thirty percent of its true essence. But Young Master only needed to hear me play it once to understand its core, and even... played it better than I did."

She paused, a complicated emotion surfacing in her heart. "Young Master's extraordinary comprehension can no longer be described by the word 'genius.'"

After staying in the Qin Clan for so long, she had already learned Qin Wangchuan's full identity.

The Qin Clan's Ninth Young Master.

At first, she had only found the name familiar, before suddenly realizing it later.

That was right—the Qin Clan, one of the Ten Great Imperial Clans.

And although her young master was the youngest Young Master of the Qin Clan, he was also the most heaven-defying great figure among them.

He had been nourished by the Supreme Bone and Immortal Bone from birth, awakened the Longevity Immortal Body, and was destined to become immortal in the future.

Breaking through in dreams was already as commonplace as eating and drinking.

First, he had foreseen the future and eliminated traitors within the clan.

Later, he had awakened the Supreme Dao Heart.

He had been hailed as the youngest Fourth Realm cultivator in history.

And then there was that heaven-defying comprehension.

All of it caused the pressure on her to soar.

In order not to disgrace her master, she could only cultivate desperately.

Two years had passed.

Though she had luckily entered the Second Realm in a short time and had already touched the threshold of the Third Realm,

she was still far, far behind her young master.

A sense of inferiority had always hung over her head.

"Relax."

"I do not know about others." Qin Wangchuan's fingers brushed over the zither strings. His gaze fell upon Ye Jianwei's tense shoulders, the corners of his lips lifting slightly as his eyes suddenly became distant. "But you, Ye Jianwei..."

The young Ninth Young Master raised his eyes.

"One day, you will become a peak expert whose name resounds throughout the Three Thousand Dao Provinces."

"Of this, I am more certain than anyone."

After all, in the simulation, she had already become a Heavenly Emperor. After coming to the Qin Clan, her potential could only be higher.

Ye Jianwei's vacant eyes trembled slightly, while her pale fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her plain white dress.

Although she could not see, she could clearly feel the gaze resting on her—there was not the slightest hint of mockery or jest in it. It was earnest and gentle, like sunlight melting spring snow.

"Young Master..." she called out unconsciously. The tips of her ears instantly turned crimson, heat spreading from her cheeks to her neck, while even her toes curled involuntarily.

There was no need to guess; her face was surely as red as a monkey's backside.

A young girl's heart was fragile. Not wishing to let her master see her in such an embarrassing state, she immediately knelt.

"This, this servant..." Ye Jianwei pressed her forehead against the cold floor tiles. Her scattered hair was no longer as withered and yellow as before as she spoke in a trembling voice, "will certainly not fail Young Master's expectations..."

She had clearly sworn never to cry again after her mother's death, yet at this moment, a single gaze had scorched her heart until it ached.

Her sightless eyes had already grown wet, and tears fell uncontrollably.

She was clearly only a servant, and their ages were clearly not far apart, yet her young master had always cared for and trusted her like an elder brother.

Ye Jianwei silently swore in her heart.

(For Young Master, even death will bring no regret.)

Upon entering the cultivation chamber,

Qin Wangchuan flipped his hand, and a fruit entirely golden in color, its surface flowing with a hazy Chaos glow, appeared in his palm—it was the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit!

"On the path of cultivation, comprehension is certainly important, but opportunities cannot be lacking either." He stared at the fruit, a trace of depth flashing through his eyes. "Ordinarily, the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit cannot improve one's cultivation."

"But that is for ordinary people. I possess the Supreme Immortal Bone and the Supreme Dao Heart. Perhaps I can use this chance to break through."

With that, he unhesitatingly placed the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit into his mouth.

Boom—!

In an instant, a vast power like a river of stars erupted within his body!

Qin Wangchuan felt his Divine Soul shudder, and the scene before him suddenly changed—

He seemed to stand within endless void, surrounded by circulating stars. Looking down, he saw

the laws of the Great Dao interwoven into a net that blanketed the entire world.

And within this vast heaven and earth where the Great Dao intertwined, several radiant points of light floated.

Their mere existence disrupted the surrounding Great Dao, drawing it toward themselves and forming unique points of light.

An unfathomable sensation surged into his heart, and Qin Wangchuan even felt that at this moment... he was omnipotent!

It was a powerful sensation that could make one lose oneself beyond redemption with the slightest lapse of attention.

"I am... heaven!"

As those words fell, time seemed to freeze.

The Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit not only contained the Qi Yun of heaven and earth, but also allowed him to briefly touch another level!

He saw the laws of the Great Dao and witnessed the flow of Qi Yun.

As well as the Sons of Luck entwined in that Qi Yun.

"So that is how it is..." he murmured. He did not indulge in the feeling of omnipotence and absolute control, but instead returned to himself and carefully sensed the surging power of Qi Yun within his body.

At this moment, Qin Wangchuan's Qi Yun coiled about him like dragons, endlessly winding around him, as though every gesture could stir the great momentum of heaven and earth.

Bzzz—!

The Spirit Sea within him churned, and the Supreme Dao Heart throbbed violently. An unprecedented power flowed unceasingly through his meridians.

Crack!

The aura around him abruptly surged. Chaos Immortal Light shot into the heavens, condensing into a blurry Emperor Shadow behind him!

His heart boomed like war drums. With every beat, the Spirit Sea within him roiled and expanded tenfold!

Spiritual energy poured back into him like a raging tide, sweeping through the meridians of his entire body.

Ten heartbeats, ten transformations—the Spiritual Platform suddenly expanded tenfold amid thunderous roars!

Like a vast starry firmament suddenly stretching open, endless spiritual energy transformed into a vortex and frantically poured into this reborn body.

Fifth Realm—Spirit Sea Realm, achieved!

Qin Wangchuan slowly opened his eyes and lifted his gaze toward the sky, his eyes seeming to pierce through endless void.

He had sensed the location of one blessed by great fortune.

"So it seems there truly are so-called Protagonists in this world."

The scene of spiritual energy surging wildly within Wangchuan Pavilion naturally did not escape others' notice.

"Quick, look! The Ninth Young Master has broken through again!"

A disciple pointed at the pillar of Chaos light shooting into the sky and cried out.

Within the pillar, countless Dao Patterns flowed, while the aura of someone who had just entered the Fifth Realm had yet to be restrained.

"The Fifth Realm?!"

"It has only been two years?" Even Qin Wenhe, the Imperial Teacher, was utterly stunned by the sight. "A seven-year-old Spirit Sea Realm cultivator..."

This was simply too heaven-defying!

The disciples sparring in the Martial Arts Arena all stopped at once.

Seeing that indistinct Emperor Shadow, someone suddenly began slapping himself over and over. "I was twenty before I broke through to the Fifth Realm!"

"If outsiders learned that the Ninth Young Master's cultivation speed with the Longevity Immortal Body was not merely slow, but was actually soaring sky-high..."

The companion beside him continued blankly, already beginning to imagine that scene.

Deep within the forbidden grounds, a black chess piece hovered above the board.

Qin Taiyi's hand holding a chess piece paused slightly, his sharp eyes reflecting the Chaos Immortal Light that had pierced through the restrictions.

Across the chessboard, the tender sprout at Wood Ancestor's fingertip silently unfurled, branching into slender twigs within the glow.

"The Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit..." the Old Ancestor suddenly chuckled. "He could even find such a supreme treasure that vanished ten thousand years ago."

With that, a chess piece fell, and ripples spread through space.

"Yet even so, breaking through to the Fifth Realm at seven years old."

"Unprecedented before him, unmatched after him."

"Have I... underestimated him too much?"

Wood Ancestor's branch likewise curled around a chess piece and set it onto the board without a sound.

"Unlike you."

"I had already thought highly enough of him, yet he still exceeded all expectations..."

Before her words had even faded, the two laughed at the same time.

"Beneath whose eaves is a fledgling phoenix hidden? One day, its clear cry will shake the Nine Heavens."