Heavenly Secrets Have a Flaw, Old Friends Will Return

(Two-in-one) At the same time.

One of the Imperial Clan, deep within the Heavenly Mystery Yun Clan.

Yun Wuyi was in Quiet Room, deducing Star Track.

Suddenly, a trusted servant announced from outside that Qin Clan Liudao Child had come to visit.

"Qin Hongchen?"

Yun Wuyi's eyebrows twitched slightly.

He had a very close personal relationship with Qin Hongchen, and had informed him of this before going into seclusion.

Unless it was an extremely urgent matter, Qin Hongchen would never have dared to disturb him at this time.

Yun Wuyi pondered for a moment, then the starlight flowing around him slowly faded away, interrupting the ongoing deduction, and got up to push open the door and go out.

Inside the reception room, Qin Hongchen sat in a chair, holding a cup of tea in his hands, seemingly savoring it.

However, beneath that Green Robe, his aura was as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, exuding a more restrained and oppressive presence than when they last met.

Yun Wuyi, her gaze sweeping over him, and she couldn't help but chuckle:

"His aura is much stronger than when I last saw him."

"Nonsense." Qin Hongchen put down her teacup, looked up at him, and said, "Don't you even know how long it's been since we last saw each other?"

Yun Wuyi his head. He wasn't referring to the level of strength, but rather to the calm aura surrounding the other person that seemed to merge with heaven and earth.

The rigorous training at the Academy had indeed made Qin Hongchen stronger.

He skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point. "Tell me, what brings you here in person?"

Qin Hongchen remained silent for a moment, then the teacup in his hand touched the table, making a soft, crisp sound.

Then he raised his eyes, looked at Yun Wuyi, and slowly spoke:

"My Ninth Brother said she's back."

"Ninth Brother? Him?"

Yun Wuyi taken aback at first, then her pupils contracted slightly, and she instantly realized who she was referring to.

The relaxed look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression.

Without asking further questions, he took a step forward and said in a deep voice:

"Come with me."

The two walked through the corridor of the Yun Clan courtyard and went straight to Yun Wuyi's private Heavenly Calculation Room.

Pushing open the door, you find yourself on a solid, smooth jade floor, but the walls and ceiling are not made of brick or stone. Instead, they are a deep, boundless, and dazzling galaxy, as if a miniature universe has been created here.

Being there, one can clearly feel the flow of vast stellar power and ethereal Heavenly Secrets.

The core members of the Heavenly Mystery Yun Clan all have a similar Heavenly Calculation Room, used to deduce Heavenly Secrets and predict destiny.

And as the contemporary leader of the Yun Clan.

Yun Wuyi's Heavenly Calculation Platform is the most spacious, but most of its space is occupied by a strange, multi-functional device.

The main body of the device was an ancient gray stone altar, with a drop of Blood Bead sealed by Secret Method suspended in the center of the altar.

Using this blood as a guide, countless intricate and complex array patterns spread out from the altar, connecting to a massive wheel-shaped ritual track above, forged from Star Gold and Void Crystal.

The roulette wheel has intricate markings on its edge, with a slender, star-shaped pointer suspended in its center.

At this moment, the suspended pointer remained motionless on the "No" sign on the roulette wheel.

Because the owner of the Blood Bead had already been confirmed Dead Path and gone long ago.

The equipment could not be found, and it naturally fell silent.

Yun Wuyi glanced at the unresponsive pointer, feeling somewhat relieved. He turned back to Qin Hongchen with a reassuring smile, "Your Ninth Brother, Qin Wangchuan, right?"

"Indeed remarkable; rumor has it that he possesses prophetic abilities."

"But you also saw it--"

He shrugged, pointing to the silent equipment. "No response."

"Perhaps his perception was wrong, or he was joking?"

"Let's go, it's not easy to see each other, we..."

Yun Wuyi patted Qin Hongchen on the shoulder and then turned and left.

However, after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

Looking back.

Qin Hongchen remained standing in the same spot, his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on the Blood Bead and the silent pointer.

His mind raced through various rumors about his Ninth Brother, Qin Wangchuan, the astonishing sword phantom in the Myriad Dao Book Palace, and the scene when his Ninth Brother told him this news—

The seriousness in those clear eyes was anything but a joke.

Perhaps it was because of her extraordinary trust in her prodigious younger brother.

Perhaps... it's because the deepest, never-extinguished longing in my heart is too intense.

He suddenly spoke up, "Is it possible that this equipment... is malfunctioning?"

"A malfunction?" Yun Wuyi chuckled, his tone brimming with absolute confidence. "You really dare to say that."

"Our Yun Clan has dedicated millions of years to studying Heavenly Secrets and deducing their workings; our skills have long since reached their pinnacle."

"Besides, even if the formation might age over time, and the equipment components might break down unexpectedly, these problems are easily detected by my eyesight..."

As he spoke, he habitually looked up, examining with pride the creation that embodied the pinnacle of the Yun Clan's skills.

However, when my gaze swept across the swirling Star Chart on the dome, I suddenly stopped abruptly.

His brows furrowed instantly.

"Wait a minute..." Yun Wuyi's smile vanished, his eyes sharpening like knives as he stared intently at a certain spot on the dome. "Something does seem off."

He raised his hand Hand Seals. In an instant, the hidden array patterns within the Heavenly Calculation Platform lit up one by one.

The stars on the walls and dome also shone brightly, their starlight flowing, creating a magnificent spectacle.

In this brilliant starlight.

Directly above their heads, in an area roughly ten feet in diameter, the starlight was noticeably dim.

A portion of the core sensing array has been severed!

Yun Wuyi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he immediately summoned the servants specifically responsible for maintaining order in the area.

After a period of intensive maintenance...

As the array patterns continued, the starlight flowed once more.

Almost at the same moment—the long-silent altar suddenly trembled!

The central Blood Bead shone brightly, and the internal array patterns lit up in response.

The roulette wheel at the top began to spin, and the star-shaped pointer that had been stuck on the "No" sign for many years slowly shifted, finally pointing to the "Yes" sign on the other side!

This device does not possess the ability to divine the secrets of Heavenly Secrets.

But when it comes to tracing clues, it is absolutely the best in the entire Three Thousand Provinces, without exception.

It can repeatedly question heaven and earth, using "yes" or "no" as a guide, and deduce layer by layer, ultimately pinpointing a person's exact time and place.

The first question inscribed inside is:

Is the owner of this drop of blood somewhere in the Three Thousand Provinces?

If the pointer points to [No], it means that the person does not exist in this world, or perhaps has completely perished.

But at this moment, the pointer points to "Yes".

"This...!" Yun Wuyi was struck dumb, frozen in place, his face filled with disbelief, and even a moment of bewilderment.

Are they really back?

The moment Qin Hongchen saw the pointer turn green, his eyes erupted with a light so intense it could melt metal, and he even gasped for breath.

But he remained silent, afraid of shattering this illusion.

Yun Wuyi to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

He strode forward and personally inspected every detail of the equipment, confirming that the array patterns were intact, the energy flow was smooth, and the pointer was locked stably, indicating that it was not a false alarm or a brief fluctuation.

The conclusion is correct.

"She really came back."

"Reborn from the Chaos Sea, and then returned to the Three Thousand Provinces from Foreign Lands."

However, what stirred up an even more violent storm in Yun Wuyi's heart at this moment was not just this result.

He slowly turned around, looking at Qin Hongchen, who was immersed in immense surprise and shock, his voice trembling slightly, a tremor he himself was unaware of:

"How did your Ninth Brother, Qin Wangchuan, find out?"

The device, inscribed with countless array formations, still requires a drop of blood to perform its calculations.

But Qin Wangchuan had never touched this drop of blood, nor had he used Yun Clan's known deductive techniques... So what gave him the right?

How could it know of her return earlier than this device that embodies millions of years of wisdom from the Yun Clan?

Compared to him, the Yun Clan became a joke.

Just as Yun Wuyi was deeply shaken and pondering repeatedly.

Qin Hongchen had already taken a step forward and was standing in front of him, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement:

"Where is she now?!"

Yun Wuyi, caught off guard, took a deep breath and gestured for him to calm down. "Don't rush."

He summoned several tribesmen skilled in operating the device and instructed them to immediately begin in-depth calibration and positioning simulation.

He then led Qin Hongchen aside.

"It was my oversight; I didn't notice the formation malfunctioning," Yun Wuyi apologized sincerely first, then said seriously, "As for Fang Yun's whereabouts..."

"To be on the safe side... it might take a year."

Fang Yun is her name.

"One year..." Qin Hongchen repeated the time, his eyes flickering with uncertainty before finally hardening into a resolute light. "Is this the fastest?"

"At present, one year is the fastest timeframe we can give," Yun Wuyi.

"As you know, the Three Thousand Provinces are vast, with countless living beings. Finding a specific person among them is not something that can be accomplished overnight."

"Good!" Qin Hongchen exhaled a heavy breath, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, or as if he had been filled with newfound strength. "I'll wait!"

At this moment, he was equally shocked and deeply moved.

What Ninth Brother said so casually was actually true!

On second thought...

Does Ninth Brother also know where she is?

The thought flashed through my mind, and I only regretted not asking more questions back then.

Qin Hongchen immediately got up, intending to return to the Wandao Academy.

But Yun Wuyi stopped him first, asking with an extremely serious expression, "Wait! You have to tell me, how exactly did Qin Wangchuan find out about this? Tell me in detail."

"Don't overlook any detail."

[Simulation Start]

[Remaining Simulation Count: 10]

[Year 0]

You were born into the Ten Directions Immortal Court, a first-rate power in the Southern Region, the Mo Tian Sect.

Perhaps it was fate that the Mo Tian Sect would be annihilated on the seventh day after your birth.

Your father fought a bloody battle, and your mother, critically wounded, entrusted you to a maidservant to escape to a distant place.

After several chases, the maid was killed, and you ended up outside Qingsang Town.

Lin Chengyue, a cultivator from the Lin Family, discovered you by chance, took you in and raised you, and named you Lin Yan.

Although his wife, Zhao Wan, was unwilling, she did not refuse.

[Year 1]

Lin Chengyue treats you very well; Zhao Wan may be sharp-tongued, but she never lacks for food or clothing.

Lin Yue, the Lin Family (seven years old), and Lin Feng, the second son (five years old), are intrigued by you, their new "younger brother," and often take you to play with them.

[Year 2]

You are gradually showing your extraordinary talent; you learn everything very quickly.

Lin Chengyue will begin teaching you cultivation.

[Year 5]

You have successfully entered the first realm: the Five Extremes Realm.

[Year 8]

You are eight years old, and your cultivation level far surpasses that of your peers, which has aroused the jealousy of the other disciples of the Lin Family.

Lin Hong and others often secretly sabotaged you, calling you an adopted bastard.

"Say that again!?" You then proceed to beat him up.

From then on, your fist became your mouth.

[Year 10]

You fight fiercely, often exchanging injuries for injuries, leaving many people with bruises and swelling on their faces.

The reputation of "Lin Yan is a reckless wolf cub" spread, and few dared to mess with you, but you were isolated and ostracized even more.

[Year 12]

At the age of twelve, you represented the Lin Family in the Three Clans Grand Competition and won first place.

Brother, younger brother, the whole family is cheering for you from below the stage.

Just when you thought everything was starting to look up, the Mo Tian Sect arrived.

You have learned your true identity: the Young Sect Master of Mo Tian Sect.

Although Lin Chengyue is reluctant to part with you, he still advises you to go back.

After all, that's your home.

[Year 13]

You returned to the Mo Tian Sect and had a new name: Feng Jian.

As the young leader, he has abundant resources, but the rules are also stricter.

You often sneak back to Qingsang Town, but Lin Yue's gaze towards you now carries a sense of awe, while Lin Feng avoids you.

Only Lin Chengyue still pats you on the shoulder like before, asking, "Child, how are you doing over there?"

Your throat tightened slightly, and you suppressed the sting in your eyes, only whispering, "I'm doing very well."

It's actually not good.

[Year 15]

You defeated seven of your peers in the Mo Tian Sect's arena Grand Competition, and finally faced off against a disciple personally taught by an elder of the sect, winning by a narrow margin of half a move after three hundred moves.

The stadium fell silent, then erupted in cheers.

Finally, no one dares to underestimate you, the young master who has returned from exile.

[Year 21]

You have cultivated yourself to the Eighth Realm.

In this year, Qin Wangchuan, the Qin Clan Divine Son Imperial Clan, restarted the High Antiquity and severed Celestial Being Realm.

"Qin Wangchuan..." You murmured the name, a strong sense of curiosity and fighting spirit rising in your heart.

You went into seclusion to prepare for your ascension to the Celestial Being Realm.

Qin Wangchuan: "This has something to do with me too? I hope I don't die in Heavenly Gate."

[Year 22]

You have officially entered the Celestial Being Realm.

The entire Mo Tian Sect was shaken; the sect leader himself hosted a banquet for you.

After the first glass of wine, you suddenly realize...

He was now far removed from Lin Yan, the man who used to punch and beat people in Qingsang Town.

[Year 25]

Qin Wangchuan founded the "Chuanliu Pavilion" and spread Daoist teachings widely, causing a sensation throughout the world.

You personally went on a three-month study tour, and returned with significantly improved skills.

Not only that, he also passed on what he had learned to his disciples.

[Year 26]

On the border of the Mo Tian Sect, disciples are disappearing one after another.

Upon learning of this, you personally led a team to investigate, but inadvertently stumbled into a rift that had been temporarily torn open in Foreign Lands.

Inside the crimson space, several Alien Race surrounded you.

"Young Master, go first!" The accompanying assassins tried to cover their retreat.

"No need."

Relying on the techniques you learned from the Qin Clan, you not only didn't flee, but charged into the enemy ranks, slaying Nineteen Alien Race in succession, and finally trampling the head of a Blood Descendant under your feet.

News of this battle spread throughout the Southern Region, and the name "Young Master of the Demon Heaven Sect" began to shine.

[Year 27]

You decide to go to the Wandao Academy to cultivate and begin preparations.

[Year 28]

During the Wandao Academy entrance exam, you ascended the eighty-two steps of the Heavenly Ladder and successfully enrolled.

On the day you were admitted to the hospital, you finally spotted Qin Wangchuan in the crowd from afar—he was indeed extraordinary.

Take a deep breath and focus on your practice.

In the End-of-Month Grand Tournament, you were defeated by a cultivator from Middle Thousand Provinces named Gu Tianye, and stopped at ninth place.

Gu Tianye ultimately only finished sixth. You saw him sit alone for a long time after the competition, muttering to himself, "Next time... I must be number one."

You shook your head and smiled bitterly.

There are too many monsters this year; the top few are simply unshakeable.

In the next month's Grand Competition, you ranked tenth, Gu Tianye ranked seventh.

With such formidable opponents, you don't even plan to participate in the next monthly competition.

But when he turned around, he saw that Gu Tianye's obsession had only increased, not decreased.

Puzzled, I approached him to ask, but he only said that he needed the top prize, and said nothing more.

You vaguely guessed that it was extremely important to him, but everyone has their own path, so you didn't ask any further.

You chose to go into seclusion in the days that followed, missing a trial in a Secret Realm.

On the day I emerged from seclusion, I heard that a Divine Object had appeared in the world during the trials.

You sighed softly, "What a pity. If I were here, I might have been able to compete."

Qin Wangchuan paused upon seeing this, "Divine Object?"