Qin Wangchuan's Fated Three Deaths

The Ten Directions Immortal Court, Secret Realm of the Primordial Spirit.

A magnificent yet understated Flying Ship rests quietly in the clouds.

At the bow of the ship, a slender figure emerged from the ripples in the void, kneeling on one knee, her black robes still stained with the lingering frost of the Secret Realm.

The woman steadily lifted a jade Jade Box with flowing runes and presented it to Li Qingluan.

"Miss, I have not failed you."

Her name was Li You, and she was one of Li Qingluan's most capable Shadow Guard.

He usually lurks in the shadows, rarely showing any emotional fluctuations, but at this moment his voice carried a hint of barely perceptible fatigue and relief.

For this item, Li Qingluan mobilized no fewer than a hundred Shadow Guard.

They entered various Secret Realm in batches, searching dozens of places over several months before finally finding the item.

The box was cool to the touch, and ancient, obscure runes swirled around it.

Li Qingluan lightly touched the lid of the box, and it slid open silently.

A clump of divine soil, exuding Chaos Aura and as deep yellow as the earth, lay quietly in the box. It appeared to be no more than the size of a fist, yet it carried boundless and profound meaning.

The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

The High Antiquity soil of Tutian is a legendary supreme Divine Object that is said to have created all living things and reshaped the Qiankun.

Although it is Divine Object, its effects are unusual, and even the Li Clan, with its profound resources, never deliberately sought to collect it.

Luck played a significant role in her swift acquisition of the item, which is why she rushed over immediately upon receiving the news.

Li Qingluan's fingertips brushed across the cool surface of the Jade Box, silently gathering it into her wide sleeves.

Her beautiful eyes lingered on Li You for a moment before she spoke approvingly:

"Well done. You'll be generously rewarded when we get back."

Li You remained silent and made no further movements; she simply bowed and then disappeared from sight.

It came without a trace, and left quietly.

Only absolute obedience and efficiency are the most appropriate duties of Shadow Guard.

He dismissed his attendants, closed the cabin door, and shut out the outside world.

In the Quiet Room, she once again took out the Jade Box containing the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, her fingertips gently brushing the surface of the box, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"The Reincarnation Lotus Seed, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil —only one last thing is missing... the Chaos Origin Spirit."

Li Qingluan murmured to herself, her voice exceptionally clear in the silent cabin.

"Yes, it will be soon."

A voice that sounded exactly like hers, but with a touch of distant etherealness, rang out from beside her.

Another "Li Qingluan" has quietly emerged without anyone noticing.

She looked exactly like her original self, except that her eyes were an eerie crimson, and she was surrounded by a strange aura that transcended the present time and space—an echo from the future.

"The Reincarnation Lotus Seed, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and the Chaos Origin Spirit. Gathering these three items will allow us to reshape his physical body and shield him from a fatal calamity in that predetermined 'future'."

"Then, everything will be different," Li Qingluan with crimson eyes said slowly, her tone carrying a barely perceptible urgency.

As Li Qingluan listened, the strange feeling that had been lingering in her heart only intensified.

Even though I don't believe in this person.

But the future is uncertain, and since it concerns Qin Wangchuan, she dares not be careless in the slightest, nor dares to gamble.

Having pondered this, Li Qingluan suddenly raised her eyes, looking directly into those crimson eyes so different from her own, and asked the question that had been hidden deep in her heart:

"When will Qin Wangchuan die in the future? And what will be the cause of his death?"

"Unspeakable."

Li Qingluan, with her crimson eyes, shook her head, her voice low, a hint of helplessness flashing in her red eyes. "Speaking would bring Causal Retribution; simply talking to you is already the limit."

She paused, looking at the main body's furrowed brows, and added:

"While it cannot be said explicitly,... a slight hint can be given."

"Qin Wangchuan will experience three deaths in the future."

"The first time, I died for the trial."

"The second time, I died for transformation."

"The third time, to die for selfless dedication."

"The first two deaths are unimportant; they were destined deaths. The third is the true end. The conclusion of every story can be reached by stopping that one death."

"Dedication...?" Li Qingluan murmured these two words, a bad premonition rising in her heart.

She thought of that time on the Immortal Path, and then of Qin Wangchuan's earlier words about lovers killing each other.

My heart tightened instantly, and I pressed on with the question:

"For whom do we dedicate ourselves?"

"For a... possibility of the future."

Li Qingluan, with her crimson eyes, gazed into the void, as if piercing through the River of Time. "He truly did it, unprecedented and unparalleled. But—"

She withdrew her gaze and looked at her true form, her crimson eyes reflecting a cold reality.

"He wouldn't be in that kind of future."

"For the future?" Li Qingluan murmured, her brows furrowed. She couldn't understand the logic behind it at all.

Doubts entwined my heart like Vines.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone carried a warning. "You'd better not be lying to me."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingluan, with her crimson eyes, suddenly smiled. The smile was completely different from her usual aloofness, carrying a hint of something unfathomable. She tilted her head slightly and asked in return:

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"After all..."

She leaned slightly forward, her crimson eyes meeting his gaze, her voice as low as a whisper:

"We are all 'Li Qingluan,' aren't we?"

"Focus on the present. Once we've gathered everything, return to the Wandao Academy as soon as possible, find Tan Lingfei, and kill him."

"Otherwise, he'll cause a huge problem."

Quiet Room, two identical yet completely different figures stood facing each other, the air thick with silent tension and unfathomable mystery.

In the distance, another undercurrent concerning the future of the Wandao Academy is quietly being prepared, unknown to anyone.

The underground of the Wandao Academy.

Deep within an abandoned underground palace beside the Trial Ancient Ruins.

Dust floated among the Ruins, and several figures gathered in the remaining intact stone chamber.

The fluorite's faint glow was the only light source, illuminating several young yet repressed faces.

They all possessed, to varying degrees, characteristics of Alien Race —some had unusual eye colors, others had fine scales, and still others had inhuman fluctuations in their aura, yet also mixed with the Spiritual Power of Human Race cultivators.

The leader was none other than Tan Lingfei.

Tan Lingfei slowly turned around, the dim light of the fluorite casting an indistinct shadow on half of his face. His dark eyes swept over every hesitant and uneasy face in the stone room.

"After so many discussions, your indecisiveness should come to an end."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like an icicle striking a stone wall, carrying a chilling coldness.

The stone chamber was completely silent, with only dust particles floating slowly in the beam of light.

Finally, a boy A Shi, whose face was covered in pale silver scales, stammered out, his voice strained:

"Brother Tan, it's not that we're hesitating. But once we start fighting and get blood on our hands, there will be no turning back."

"Don't even mention the Wandao Academy, we will have no place to stand in the Three Thousand Provinces..."

"Turning back?"

Tan Lingfei seemed to have heard something ridiculous, a mocking smile curving his lips. "When have we ever had a way back?"

"From the moment we were born, from the moment Alien Race blood flowed through our veins, we stood on a precipice!"

"It's an abyss that both sides desperately want to push us down into!"

He took a step forward, closing in on A Shi, and on everyone else as well:

"Look at me!"

"Do you want to be inferior to others your whole lives?"