He's Looking for an Opponent, and Many People Want to Be That Person
This horrifying scene did not last long.
As the violent Lightning Light and oppressive force quickly subsided, the hall returned to calm.
Only the few charred cracks on the ground, like newly opened eyes, coldly watched everyone.
Qin Wangchuan's gaze slowly swept over every face below the stage, contorted with shock and burning with desire, his voice remaining calm:
"What you're thinking about right now is nothing more than how to master Gear Fourth Gear and how to control this power that transcends limits."
But that's impossible.
A slight commotion arose again inside the hall, but this time, no one raised any questions.
"The Fourth Gear is a realm that only someone with my Supreme Dao Heart can reach."
"I say this not to demonstrate power, but simply to tell you—"
His voice slowed down, "All methods have a source, but there is no fixed pattern to the path."
"The essence of cultivation techniques is not a fixed tool; they are more like a... primordial seed, or a blank canvas."
"Some people can use their unique constitution as soil to make a unique flower bloom; some people can use external objects as paintbrushes to create a stunning stroke; and some people can redefine the canvas itself with a profound understanding of the law."
"Even if ten thousand people practice the same method, they can still integrate their own unique strengths, ultimately transforming it into a method that belongs only to them and cannot be replicated by others."
That's all for today.
"This involves the fundamentals of each person's Dao Path, and it is not appropriate to discuss it in detail here. If you have any questions, you may come to the Dojo to find me privately."
After saying that, he nodded slightly, turned around, and walked back to his seat.
The disciples, still in shock and revelation, were left behind in the hall, as were the Prodigy outside, their eyes burning with anticipation and lost in thought.
Elder Yan stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
'He's openly explaining the techniques, but subtly guiding the Dao Path. I wonder how many people can truly grasp it,' he thought to himself. Then he turned around and slowly glanced at the bewildered and confused expressions on the faces of the disciples below the stage.
He didn't spell it out, but simply said gently, "It's perfectly normal not to understand what I'm saying right now; there's no need to force it."
"Perhaps one day in the future, when you face a bottleneck or hover between life and death, you will suddenly recall every word Divine Son Qin spoke today..."
He paused slightly, his gaze deep and thoughtful:
"At that time, you will truly understand."
Inside the hall, a few disciples seemed to understand, while most others frowned, still processing what they had just learned.
The gazes of the female cultivators toward Qin Wangchuan's retreating figure grew increasingly complex, bright, and ardent.
Someone sighed softly, their voice barely audible. "A true Prodigy should be like a Divine Son child."
Seeing this, Elder Yan gently clapped his hands, pulling everyone back to reality. "Alright, everyone, calm down."
"The worst thing in cultivation is getting stuck on a single point. No matter how clearly the principles are explained, you still need to take it one step at a time. Let's continue the lesson."
Under the pillars of the outer corridor, Gu Tianye leaned against one of them, remaining silent for a long time.
Qin Wangchuan's words had stirred up waves in his heart.
He once tried to add a trace of the Sacred Body's fire power to the Wanjie Thunder Furnace. The power was indeed more domineering and fierce, but it also brought the pain of being burned by scorching flames.
I initially thought I had gone down the wrong path and gave up for fear of Qi Deviation.
But hearing this today... could it be that my previous thoughts were correct?
Adding heat to the furnace, while risky, is not without its benefits.
This thought gave him a slight jolt.
Just then, Gu Tianye caught a glimpse of his silly younger sister out of the corner of his eye. She was looking up at Qin Wangchuan while writing something in a small notebook.
His brows furrowed instantly, and he quietly called Gu Yixuan out.
The two went to a secluded spot outside the hall. Gu Tianye stared sharply at his sister. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?"
Without waiting for an explanation, he snatched the notebook from Gu Yixuan's tightly clenched hand and quickly flipped through it.
The text above is densely packed with Qin Wangchuan's remarks from today.
"What are you doing?" Gu Tianye's eyes twitched, his tone filled with disbelief and a hint of danger.
"This is work!"
Gu Yixuan knew her older brother was overthinking things again, so she explained the whole story.
Before I came, the elder hadn't said who I was to be his page.
Otherwise, she really wouldn't have gotten this job.
Gu Tianye's expression gradually softened as his sister explained.
When she heard that Qin Wangchuan was surrounded, she wanted to go forward, but was stopped in her tracks by a look from him. He raised an eyebrow slightly.
Do you know why he stopped you?
"To take care of me." Gu Yixuan wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the implications.
If they were just ordinary women, that would be one thing.
But they were all noble ladies of the Imperial Clan and Undying Successor, given her background as someone from Middle Thousand Provinces.
Once you step forward, you will surely be resented.
Qin Wangchuan's glance didn't stop her from being there, but rather the endless turmoil she might bring upon herself.
"Not bad." Gu Tianye clicked his tongue, a complex expression of approval flashing in his eyes. "He even pays attention to such minute details. Qin Wangchuan... he's truly meticulous."
"But don't overthink it, it's most likely because of me."
"I can tell he seems to be looking for a rival, and I might be that candidate."
"Narcissistic," Gu Yixuan muttered under her breath.
Gu Tianye scoffed at this, but did not respond.
Indeed, there is no evidence whatsoever, or perhaps it is just wishful thinking.
He had already acknowledged Qin Wangchuan, and at the same time, he longed to be acknowledged by such a powerful figure.
Gu Yixuan took the notebook her brother handed back and whispered:
"The first Grand Competition will be here soon."
"Yes." Gu Tianye's expression turned solemn. "Only the top-ranked player in the End-of-Month Grand Tournament will receive the Heaven Toad Grass."
Their mother possessed a special constitution, which was not a blessing but a near-malicious Curse — the Spirit-Devouring Demon Veins.
People with this constitution will uncontrollably absorb all Spiritual Qi around them, regardless of whether it is pure or impure.
Pure energy can be refined, but impure energy will be absorbed again after it is expelled.
Over time, it becomes the most insidious slow poison, clogging the meridians and eroding the foundation.
Even more unfortunately, this condition isn't limited to mothers.
My younger sister Gu Yixuan, also has one.
After searching extensively, the father finally found a solution.
The most important ingredient is the Heaven Toad Grass, which is unique to the Wandao Academy and is released as a top reward.
Gu Tianye came to the Academy mainly for this reason.
After saying that, he seemed to find it too heavy a burden.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly reached out and roughly ruffled his sister's hair, turning her neat strands into a messy tangled mess.
"Alright, stop worrying about the Grand Competition." Gu Tianye's voice deepened. "I will get the Heaven Toad Grass to heal you and Mother. Everything will be alright."
"Besides, even if it doesn't work out this month, there's next month, and the month after that."
Gu Yixuan lowered her eyelashes and softly hummed in agreement.
Tracing Law Palace, Qin Wangchuan was unaware that Gu Tianye carried such a past.
On the stage, Elder Yan was explaining the mysteries of the Wanjie Thunder Furnace.
The story was captivating, but it was of no use to him.
With a slight thought, he quietly summoned the system panel, which was visible only to himself.
[Mission: Temporary Humiliation]
[Mission Objective 1: Defeat the Guard Captain! (Incomplete)]
[Mission Objective Two: Diligently mine for six months.]
(This has been running for four months, with a total of 8 Simulation Count distributed)
[Remaining Simulation Count: 11]
What to do when you're bored?
That's obviously simulation-based startup!