Wheel of Fate's First Summons, Reinforcements from the Past

He led Dragon Scale back into the palace.

The True Dragon Tribe was born in the Glazed Realm of Middle Thousand Provinces.

The timeframe is several months later.

The Old Ancestor had foreseen the secrets of Heavenly Secrets.

Perfect timing! We can take advantage of this time to visit the Wen Dao Palace and check on Yin Qiyue and the others.

But right now... there's no rush.

Most importantly, you need to fully recover your health first.

He gave the order to have another pool of Dragon-Raising Spirit Liquid brought in.

The spirit pool was ready, filled with a misty Spiritual Qi.

Qin Wangchuan first took out the Jade Bottle bestowed upon him by the Old Ancestor and poured out a golden pill.

He hasn't even spoken yet.

Dragon Scale immediately opened her mouth wide in disbelief:

Ah~

The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, transforming into a gentle yet immensely powerful warm current that surged into her entire body.

It would take an ordinary person at least several months to refine elixirs made from the essence of such Immortal Bone.

But for True Dragon Body, seven days is enough.

Almost the instant the pill entered his stomach.

With a hum, a dazzling golden halo spread across Dragon Scale's originally snow-white skin.

Her pure dragon eyes instantly lost focus, her eyelids began to droop, and her little head bobbed up and down.

"... I'm sleepy."

Dragon Scale mumbled something indistinctly.

His body lost its support and he slumped softly to one side.

Qin Wangchuan reacted swiftly, extending his arm to pull her into his embrace, and couldn't help but chuckle:

"This isn't because he's sleepy, it's clearly because the medicine is too strong and he's been knocked out."

This also indirectly proves that Dragon Scale's physique is special, and her absorption speed is far beyond imagination.

He carefully placed the unconscious Dragon Scale into the newly opened Dragon Raising Pool.

He then stepped into another Dragon Raising Pool, where the warm Spirit Liquid soaked into every inch of his skin and meridians, nourishing his slightly weary True Dragon Body Immortal Bone the battle.

He summoned Ye Jianwei and instructed him to wake her if she did not wake up in seven days.

Then she slowly closed her eyes.

Consciousness sank into a warm, gentle darkness.

In his hazy state, he seemed to hear a melodious Zither Music.

It's that familiar Nine Heavens Phoenix-Leading Melody .

The Zither Music was clear and Phoenix Cry was harmonious and pleasant to the ear.

His consciousness, as if drawn by the Zither Music, broke free from the constraints of his body, crossed the boundaries of time and space, and once again plunged into the endless River of Karma.

Only by experiencing all paths can one truly understand all methods.

He became "someone else" once again, to experience another life, to overcome another calamity, and to understand the end and rebirth of another path.

When he regained consciousness, it was five days later.

Qin Wangchuan slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he felt was a warm, soft body lying on his chest, breathing evenly and deeply.

It is Dragon Scale.

She has her own pool but doesn't sleep there; she insists on squeezing in.

Qin Wangchuan smiled slightly, pulled her closer to him, and drew her into his arms.

Startled by the movement, the girl groggily opened her eyes, her pupils still shrouded in drowsiness and golden light.

"Go back to sleep," he whispered.

Without a word, Dragon Scale simply rubbed her cheek against the crook of his neck.

Finding a more comfortable position, she fell into a deep sleep again, her breath mingling with his.

Qin Wangchuan did not get up immediately.

With a slight thought, the newly crafted Nine-Layer Profound Heaven Ring and two Heavenly Suspended Silk appeared out of thin air, circling around him and slowly flowing.

Before being infused with the Dao Rhyme of Immortal Bone principles, these two treasures, though extraordinary, were ultimately "external objects."

But things are different now.

He could clearly feel that the Immortal Bone within his body were experiencing a subtle pulsation, as if they were resonating with each other.

It was a feeling of perfect harmony, as if they were an extension of one's own body.

Even the Dragon Scale in his arms was emanating a similar resonance.

"Hurry up and be born... Weapon Spirit." Qin Wangchuan murmured to himself, his fingertips brushing against the cool Mystic Heaven Ring.

He thought of Yuniang.

That was the first and last Weapon Spirit I encountered after arriving in this world.

But she will never come back.

He rested for several more days.

Dragon Scale has finally fully recovered. Her aura is more solid and restrained than before. Although her Dragon Might might is hidden, it is even more unfathomable.

With a flicker, it transformed once more into a majestic and magnificent ink- Dragon Pattern, quietly lurking on Qin Wangchuan's dark robes.

She clearly preferred this posture to that of a person.

It feels so good to cuddle with my owner.

Most importantly, you don't need to walk.

Qin Wangchuan's own condition has also been adjusted to its peak.

It's time to set off for Middle Thousand Provinces.

After resolving the matter of the True Dragon Tribe, I must hurry back to the Academy, where there are still unfinished business.

However, just as he quickly packed his things and prepared to leave—

A strange feeling came from behind me without warning.

It didn't come from the present world, but rather... from a ripple in the lower reaches of the River of Fate, carrying a trace of its own throbbing and urgency.

Qin Wangchuan suddenly turned around.

Behind him, the Wheel of Fate, bearing endless cause and effect, manifested itself, its doors opening wide.

Behind the door, chaotic light and shadow surged.

And a cry for help that transcended the boundaries of time and space.

"I see..." A flash of understanding crossed Qin Wangchuan's eyes. "This is what it feels like to be called by 'yourself'."

Without the slightest hesitation.

With a single thought, the Wheel of Fate suddenly expanded, and the doors were flung wide open.

He took a step forward, his figure disappearing into the surging chaotic light and shadow.

The scene before my eyes changed in an instant.

Before you could even see clearly, an intense, almost suffocating, Deathly Stillness swept over you!

Qin Wangchuan looked up and saw--

Ruins, sword marks, corpses, bloodstains.

A skeleton, its body as clear as jade yet radiating an overwhelming aura of death, slowly rose from the coffin.

Two clusters of eerie green flames flickered in their empty eye sockets, locking onto all living beings before them.

'Pseudo-Immortal Body... that time in Heavenly City?'

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he glanced around and immediately sensed something was wrong.

This is not the Suspended Heaven City.

Instead, it was on the Cloud Platform of the Dayan Dynasty!

Chu Wujiu, Li Xuan, Yun Zexuan, and a group of other young Prodigy were all lying on the ground.

Importantly, not far away, Zhou Yunyi lay on the ground, tightly protecting the weak Ye Lingchuan in his arms, with the overturned Immortal Burial Coffin beside him.

On his back, there was a clear and enormous bone palm print that almost shattered his entire spine, clearly the work of the Pseudo-Immortal Body.

The Dayan Dynasty: Dao Debate Battle against numerous heroes!

That time was indeed extremely dangerous.

If he hadn't ultimately killed Zhou Yunyi and the other man with his sword... this tragic scene before them might have been the original ending.

This timeline is precisely the one where "Qin Wangchuan" failed to stop Zhou Yunyi and Ye Lingchuan.

This allowed them to successfully unleash the devastating power of this Pseudo-Immortal Body!

Qin Wangchuan's gaze fell upon the only figure still barely standing in the center of the battlefield.

Another "Qin Wangchuan".

He was covered in blood, his white clothes stained with blood, and his breathing was disordered. At his feet lay a Jiaowei Guqin, most of its strings broken.

A fragmented memory, through some Profound Mystery connection, surged into Qin Wangchuan's Sea of Consciousness.

This "Qin Wangchuan" is none other than himself, who majors in the art of Zither Dao.

He uses the zither to enter the Dao, and although his methods of killing are also fierce, he leans more towards controlling the field and attacking the mind.

But the problem is--

Qin Wangchuan frowned slightly.

He had only obtained the Wheel of Fate from the system after experiencing numerous subsequent changes following the events of the Dayan Dynasty.

Logically, the Wheel of Fate should only appear in the "future" that begins from itself.

How could this be...?

"Don't be surprised, it was our doing."