The Way of Ten Thousand Laws Begins: Borrowing Widely from All Laws
He Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he had already keenly noticed the fleeting strangeness in Qin Wangchuan's expression.
But he didn't speak, instead focusing all his attention on the more important arrangement at hand.
One hundred thousand years.
The Realm Division in the cultivation system have remained unchanged for a full 100,000 years.
But just now, in this chaotic Dojo, on those few pages written by the young man, He Xuan saw not the present moment, but rather—
Future.
This person will change the world.
It was well past midnight.
The night was as dark as ink, silently seeping into the restored and tidy Dojo.
Qin Wangchuan sat at his desk, pen in hand, deducing the meaning.
Although the Supernatural Realm has been achieved, why did the Dual Heaven-Earth Method fail?
This problem has always troubled him.
Knowing only the result is not enough; we also need to deduce the process of failure.
The process itself can also help people grow.
Not far away, Gu Yixuan stood quietly.
She has been temporarily taking over the role of page, helping to organize some trivial manuscripts.
But at this moment, a faint weariness could no longer be concealed in the girl's eyes.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Qin Wangchuan paused slightly in his writing, but without looking up, he said, "Go and rest."
Gu Yixuan was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to decline.
But Qin Wangchuan had already lowered his eyes again, his gaze fixed on the scroll of paper, his posture clearly leaving no room for argument.
She pursed her lips, swallowing her words, and silently curtsied before quietly leaving the hall. The soft sound of her footsteps quickly faded into the night under the eaves.
The hall fell silent again, seemingly even more somber than before.
Qin Wangchuan's gaze swept across the empty Dojo, and he suddenly thought of Ye Jianwei —the blind girl who was also often by his side.
In his memory, no matter how late he practiced swordsmanship, Ye Jianwei never showed such fatigue.
Like a shadow that will never fade.
"Missing her?" Qin Wangchuan shook his head; it had indeed been a long time since they last saw each other.
Thoughts flashed by in an instant.
The lamplight inside the hall flickered slightly, causing the boy's shadow on the wall to scatter and then converge again.
Just then, a sound of footsteps, almost blending into the night wind, rang out from behind and stopped about ten feet away.
Qin Wangchuan continued writing until the last Spirit Pattern was perfectly completed, then he slowly raised his eyes.
He Xuan stood quietly not far away, his gaze fixed on the draft under his pen, his eyes deep, it was unclear how long he had been looking at it.
"Elder He." Qin Wangchuan put down his pen and stood up to greet him.
He Xuan waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for such formalities.
He walked slowly closer, his gaze sweeping over the messy yet orderly calculation marks on the table, a hint of barely perceptible admiration flashing in his eyes.
"Still thinking about it?" He Xuan's voice was gentler than usual.
"Well, I've handed over the Supernatural Law to the elders. I'll think about the Dual Heaven-Earth Method myself," Qin Wangchuan said truthfully.
He Xuan nodded, but did not reply immediately. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and slowly paced half a step in the quiet hall.
His gaze drifted to the swaying bamboo shadows outside the window, as if he were carefully considering his words.
After a moment, he turned around and looked at Qin Wangchuan again.
His tone returned to its usual composure, but carried a deeper meaning than before:
"If the Supernatural Realm can be passed down to future generations, your contribution to the path of Human Race cultivation will be a monumental achievement, enough to be remembered for eternity."
"I have also heard of the Chuanliu Pavilion you founded, which spreads countless methods."
"Either of these two would be a timeless tale, bringing glory to one's family and blessings to one's descendants."
At this point, He Xuan slowly walked to the opposite side of Qin Wangchuan, pulled up a chair, and sat down.
This gesture removed the sense of the elder looking down on the disciple from the conversation that followed, and added a touch of equality in the discussion.
He clasped his hands together on his knees.
His gaze, calm yet extremely earnest, met Qin Wangchuan's eyes; his voice softened, each word clear:
"But Qin boy..."
"After much thought, I still feel... something is not right."
"Something's not right?" Qin Wangchuan looked up.
"Yes, that's not right." He Xuan nodded, his brows furrowing slightly. "It's too selfless."
"The path of cultivation is ultimately about defying fate and fighting against destiny."
"It is good to create such a realm and benefit all living beings, but you should also seek some real 'Daoist resources' for yourself."
"After all, other people's strength is illusory; your own strength is real."
Qin Wangchuan listened quietly, knowing that the other person had more to say.
Sure enough, He Xuan finally revealed his purpose the next moment.
"I have an idea."
"Perhaps special techniques could be set up in the cultivation methods passed down in the Supernatural Realm or even later."
"May a tiny fraction of the karmic power of your vows, generated by the practice of this method in future generations, be bestowed upon you."
"This method may not be of much help to you right now, but little by little, it will become a crucial aid when you attempt to reach the Saint Realm in the future, and even further into the future!"
Qin Wangchuan listened silently, his eyes lowered slightly.
He knew, of course, that the person in front of him was thinking of him.
But--
"Elder He, my willingness to pass on the Daoist teachings stems from the hope that they will truly benefit the world, dispel the doubts of those who come after, and pave the way for cultivation. This is my original intention, not a transaction or investment."
"If we follow the elder's advice and incorporate this technique into the cultivation method, its nature will change."
"From the Myriad Laws Return to Origin and the unification of the world, it has become... using the Dao as bait to gather the karma of all people in the world to achieve one's own Dao."
This Non-Self my wish.
Upon hearing this, He Xuan frowned, his anxiety deepening. "Young Qin, I understand your concerns, but you must also understand one thing—"
"Others may want to do it but can't, but you're different."
As he spoke, seeing that Qin Wangchuan remained unmoved, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"Qin Wangchuan, you are not my student, but your talent far surpasses that of anyone I have ever taught."
He Xuan's voice lowered, carrying an almost sorrowful solemnity. "If this talent were to fall on someone else, or even on myself, I wouldn't hesitate for a moment. This is a luxury that countless cultivators can only dream of in their entire lives."
But you—
His gaze was sharp as a knife, piercing straight to the heart:
"The opportunity to inherit the karma of the world and forge an Undying foundation is right before your eyes, yet you do not reach out."
"I could have turned and left, pretending I never said those words." He Xuan stood up, paced a few steps in the hall, then suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed intently on Qin Wangchuan: "But I'm afraid—"
"I fear that a hundred or a thousand years from now, whenever I think back to this day, I will be filled with regret and beat my chest."
I regret not having tried my best to persuade you now.
As He Xuan spoke, he stared into Qin Wangchuan's eyes, enunciating each word clearly:
"So, you have to do it."
Qin Wangchuan wanted to say something upon hearing this, but He Xuan stopped him with a gesture. "How about this!"
You don't need to rush to give a reply to this matter.
"Since there are concerns, then the right to choose will be entirely entrusted to the people of the world."
"The general outline of the cultivation method clearly states the cause and effect: those who voluntarily repay the one who helped them attain enlightenment with a trace of karmic power can silently consent, and the technique will automatically arise."
"If one does not have this mindset, then everything is ordinary, without any hindrance or coercion."
He Xuan's eyes blazed. "Let the people of the world choose for themselves!"
"Choose whether to help you, Qin Wangchuan, or not. This way, you won't go against your conscience, fulfilling the word 'voluntary,' nor waste this opportunity that ordinary people don't get."
"How?"
Although he was asking a question, he didn't give Qin Wangchuan a chance to refute it at all, and turned to leave.
As he walked, he said, "It's settled then!"
"I will personally draft the general outline of the Technique Method; it will be fair and clear, and will not damage your reputation!"
Qin Wangchuan watched his departing figure for a long while, and then a helpless yet warm smile slowly appeared on his lips.
He Xuan... might not be the kind of well-behaved, rule-abiding elder.
But he was indeed a good teacher who truly cared about his students' future.
One law can't change anything.
A completely new realm can certainly sweep across the entire Three Thousand Provinces and bring about change.
But no one noticed at that time.
Amidst that surging wave of change.
A path called the Path of Way of Ten Thousand Laws finally began to unfold its initial trajectory with the laying of this first cornerstone.
No one would have expected it.
A man will walk out from this path.
He left ten and kept one, uniting Myriad Races and pioneering all laws.
Ultimately, he surpassed the Immortal Emperor, destroyed the Immortal Court, and ushered in a new era.
He perished just as he was about to ascend to the pinnacle of True Immortal.