Whose Eaves Hide the Phoenix Chick, One Day Its Clear Cry Will Shake the Heavens

[Task completed, Simulation count +1, Origin +100]

[Current Origin: 11.65x]

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

With the strength of the Qin Clan, even a task as seemingly impossible as finding a needle in a haystack took only a few months to complete.

Of course, this was thanks to the various branch families and affiliates scattered across all realms.

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

It was only because he had been cultivating his zither skills during this time that he had temporarily set it aside.

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

Although zither arts are minor, they can still evolve into the Great Dao, he whispered to himself. He then stopped playing and looked up at Ye Jianwei. "Let's stop here for today."

Ye Jianwei was slightly stunned, then respectfully set down the zither score in her hand, a flash of amazement crossing her eyes. "Young Master's progress in zither arts is truly mind-boggling."

Qin Wangchuan chuckled at her words but did not say much more.

The 11x boost to his comprehension was no joke.

Seeing that he did not respond, Ye Jianwei pursed her lips. After a moment of deliberation, she said:

"I have studied the Nine Heavens Phoenix-Leading Melody for a year, yet I have not even grasped thirty percent of its true essence. But Young Master, after hearing me play it just once, you have already captured its essence, and even... played it better than I."

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

Having been in the Qin Clan for so long, she had long since learned of Qin Wangchuan's full identity.

The Ninth Young Master of the Qin Clan.

At first, the name had sounded familiar, but later she realized with a start.

That's right, it was the Qin Clan, one of the Ten Great Imperial Clans.

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

Born nourished by a Supreme Bone and an Immortal Bone, he had awakened the Longevity Immortal Body and was destined to become an immortal in the future.

Breaking through in his dreams had become an everyday occurrence.

First, he had used his foresight to eliminate traitors within the clan.

Later, he had awakened the Supreme Dao Heart.

She was hailed as the youngest Fourth Realm cultivator in history.

And that heaven-defying comprehension.

All of this caused her pressure to skyrocket.

In order not to embarrass her master, she had no choice but to cultivate desperately.

Two years passed.

Although she had luckily stepped into the Second Realm in a short period and had already touched the threshold of the Third Realm.

It was still far from catching up to her Young Master.

A sense of inferiority constantly hovered over her.

"Relax."

"I don't know about others." Qin Wangchuan's fingers brushed over the zither strings, his gaze landing on Ye Jianwei's tense shoulders. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, his eyes suddenly turning profound. "But you, Ye Jianwei..."

The young heir raised his eyes.

"One day, you will become a top-tier powerhouse whose name resonates throughout the Three Thousand Dao Provinces."

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

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

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

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

"Young Master..." she whispered unconsciously. Her earlobes turned bright red in an instant, a burning sensation spreading from her cheeks to her neck, and even her toes curled up involuntarily.

She didn't need to guess to know her face must be as red as a monkey's backside.

The young girl was thin-skinned. Not wanting her master to see her in such an embarrassing state, she immediately knelt down.

"Th-this servant..." Ye Jianwei pressed her forehead against the cold floor tiles. Her scattered hair was no longer as withered and yellow as it had been before. Her voice trembled as she spoke, "I will certainly not fail Young Master's expectations..."

Ever since her mother passed away, she had clearly sworn never to shed another tear, yet at this moment, her heart ached, seared by that gaze.

Her sightless eyes were already moist, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Even though she was a servant, and even though there was barely any difference in their ages, the Young Master had always looked after her and trusted her like an older brother.

Ye Jianwei swore to herself in her heart.

For Young Master, I would have no regrets even in death.

He went into the cultivation room.

Qin Wangchuan flipped his hand, and a fruit that was golden throughout, with a chaotic halo flowing across its surface, appeared in his palm—it was the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit!

"In the path of cultivation, comprehension is certainly important, but opportunity is equally indispensable." He stared at the fruit, a profound look flashing through his eyes. "Generally speaking, the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit cannot bring about an increase in cultivation level."

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

Having said that, he did not hesitate to put the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit into his mouth.

"BOOM—!"

In an instant, a power as vast as a galaxy exploded within his body!

Qin Wangchuan felt his soul tremble, and the scene before his eyes suddenly shifted—

He felt as if he were placed in the endless void, with stars flowing all around him. He looked down.

The Laws of the Great Dao were interwoven into a web, shrouding the entire world.

And in this vast world where the Great Dao was intertwined, there were several shining points of light.

Their mere existence disrupted the surrounding Great Dao, causing it to converge toward them and form these special points of light.

A profound and mysterious sensation welled up in his heart; Qin Wangchuan even felt that at this moment... he was omnipotent!

It was a sense of power so strong that one could easily become lost in it and be unable to extricate themselves if they were not careful.

"I am... Heaven!"

As the words fell, time seemed to stand still.

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

He saw the Laws of the Great Dao, and he witnessed the flow of fortune.

As well as the Son of Luck, around whom that fortune was entwined.

"So that's how it is..." He whispered, not indulging in that feeling of being able to control everything, but instead returning to himself, carefully sensing the surging power of fortune within his body.

At this moment, the fortune around Qin Wangchuan was like a dragon, coiling incessantly, as if every gesture could trigger the momentum of heaven and earth.

"HUM—!"

The spiritual sea within his body surged, his Supreme Dao Heart beat violently, and an unprecedented power flowed ceaselessly through his meridians.

"CRACK!"

His aura suddenly skyrocketed, and the Chaos Immortal Light soared into the sky, condensing into a blurred shadow behind him!

His heart hammered like a war drum; with every beat, the spirit sea within his body surged and doubled in size!

Spiritual energy poured in like a tidal wave, sweeping through all his meridians.

Ten heartbeats, ten transformations; his spirit platform expanded tenfold amidst the roaring thunder.

It was as if a vast starry firmament had suddenly unfurled, and endless spiritual energy transformed into a vortex, pouring madly into this reborn shell.

Fifth Realm, Spirit Sea Realm, achieved!

Qin Wangchuan slowly opened his eyes and lifted his gaze toward the horizon, his vision seemingly penetrating the endless void.

He could sense the location of the person favored by great fortune.

It seems that in this world, there really is such a thing as a protagonist.

The scene of spiritual energy surging wildly at Wangchuan Pavilion was naturally seen by others.

"Look! The Ninth Young Master has broken through again!"

A disciple pointed at the pillar of chaos light soaring into the sky and exclaimed.

Within the pillar, thousands of dao patterns flowed, and the aura of his newly achieved Fifth Realm had yet to be reined in.

"Fifth Realm?!"

"And it's only been two years?" Even Qin Wenhe, the Imperial Teacher, was stunned as he watched this scene. "A seven-year-old in the Spirit Sea Realm..."

It was simply heaven-defying!

The disciples sparring on the martial arts arena stopped in unison.

Someone stared at the faint, looming Emperor Shadow and suddenly began to slap themselves repeatedly: "I didn't break through to the Fifth Realm until I was twenty!"

"If the outsiders knew that the Ninth Young Master's Longevity Immortal Body cultivation speed isn't slow at all, but actually incredibly fast..."

His companion replied 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 piece, paused slightly. His sharp eyes reflected the chaos immortal light that had penetrated the restrictions.

Across the board, the tender sprout at the tip of the Wood Ancestor's finger stretched silently, blooming into delicate branches within the halo.

"Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit..." the Old Ancestor suddenly chuckled. "To think he could find such a supreme treasure that has been lost for ten thousand years."

Having said that, he dropped his piece, and the space rippled.

"But even so, to break through to the Fifth Realm at seven years old."

"Unprecedented and unrepeatable."

"Have I... underestimated him?"

The Wood Ancestor's branch likewise curled around a chess piece and placed it onto the board; the move was silent.

"Quite the opposite."

"I had already held him in high regard, yet I did not expect him to exceed even that..."

Before the words had fully faded, both of them chuckled softly.

"Under whose eaves hides the fledgling phoenix, waiting for the day its clear cry shakes the nine heavens."