No One Is Perfect, Not Even Heaven Is Without Flaws

Ancient Dragon Hall.

Qin Wangchuan sat at his desk, and booklets kept being presented to him.

It contains a summary and requests regarding the relocation.

He would occasionally tap his fingertip lightly, and a Divine Sense imprint would be left, making a decision.

To be honest, handling these complicated official duties was not his forte, nor was it something he should really be spending his energy on.

Although he does indeed --

The education of the Qin Clan Divine Son already included courses on ruling over all directions and controlling the Qiankun.

He simply prefers to delegate specific tasks to others.

The right people should do the right things; you only need to grasp the general direction.

Fortunately, the True Dragon Clan has a well-established internal system, and Long Yue and the Clan Elder are all highly capable.

There weren't many major issues that required his personal approval, and they were all resolved quickly.

Now all that's left is to return to the Qin Clan; there will naturally be more professional people to take care of things.

Just as he put down the last booklet and got up to stretch his limbs, he heard footsteps outside the hall.

A Dragon Girl maiden entered with her head bowed and knelt down to pay her respects at the foot of the steps.

He was one of the ten dragon attendants from the previous ceremony.

Apart from the Clan Elder, only dragon servants who have pledged their hearts and souls to the dragon lord can approach him outside of summons.

"Dragon Lord."

"After a thorough investigation, it has been confirmed that the inside man who lured the Quasi-Emperor the Demon Race into our forbidden area the day before yesterday is a mixed-blood descendant named Cheng Yu."

"This person has been captured. What should be done with him?"

A dragon-demon hybrid.

Cheng Yu.

Qin Wangchuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

He remembered the name.

Judging from the simulated plot, Cheng Yu is actually destined to be Protagonist.

To be born with a purpose is to be a tragic figure who has no control over his own destiny.

Patience, scheming, and proceeding step by step—and then what?

Then he encountered himself.

"Kill them."

Without hesitation, without pity, and without interest in exploring the tragic story of the Protagonist behind it.

"Yes," the dragon servant readily accepted the order.

Silence returned to the hall.

Qin Wangchuan walked to the window and looked at the busy and vibrant scene outside.

The True Dragon Clan is highly efficient, and the relocation work is proceeding in an orderly manner, with a vibrant and upward momentum gathering.

Before long, the sound of slightly hurried yet light footsteps, with a familiar rhythm, came from outside the hall.

"Young Master!"

Ye Jianwei's voice preceded his arrival, but he abruptly stopped in his tracks the moment he stepped through the palace gate, standing properly—because there was someone beside him.

Upon seeing this, Qin Wangchuan's lips curled into a slight smile.

He took a few steps forward, opened his arms, and gently hugged her before letting go, jokingly saying:

"You've only been gone a few days, and you're already this excited?"

"Um!"

Ye Jianwei nodded emphatically, making no attempt to hide her longing.

A day apart feels like three autumns.

She had such a clear and profound understanding of this statement.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qin Wangchuan's gaze passed over her and landed on the white figure at the palace entrance.

Yun Qingyao stood there, motionless.

Her white dress was as pure as snow, her face exquisitely beautiful, and she seemed to be wrapped in an invisible layer of ice—not that she was cold, but that she stood there as if she had nothing to do with anything around her.

She was looking at him.

"Qin Wangchuan."

His voice, like his demeanor, was completely flat.

"I've seen your face before. They told me to follow you."

As she spoke, Yun Qingyao walked over and handed over a small notebook with her slender, jade-like hand.

Qin Wangchuan took it and opened it.

There are only a few lines of text above:

Find Qin Wangchuan, enter the Ancient Dragon Minor Realm, obtain Dragon Qi, complete the trial, and return to the Yun Clan.

It's so simple it's almost pure; no wonder the Yun Clan wrote to say they wanted me to look after things.

If we don't keep an eye on things, they might really get kidnapped.

Qin Wangchuan lowered his head, lost in thought.

Yun Qingyao just stared at him quietly, her gaze focused but unfocused, as if she were examining an object.

After he closed the booklet, she spoke again, her tone still flat:

"They said, 'You might be able to make me have feelings.'"

"Emotion?"

Qin Wangchuan raised his eyes and looked into her beautiful but empty eyes.

"Right."

Yun Qingyao nodded. "They say I have no feelings and need to possess them to be complete."

"Whole..."

Qin Wangchuan repeated the word in a low voice, holding the booklet, and slowly walked to the window on the other side of the hall.

The entire Ancient Dragon Hall had become his personal domain.

The interior was spacious and high, with only their few figures visible.

Outside the palace, under the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds, dragon shadows moved about, and precious light appeared and disappeared, creating a bustling scene.

Yet it seemed to form a separate world from the tranquility inside the hall.

"I know you. You Immortal Physique of the Yun Clan, with Illuminated Innate Dao Heart, and are also born without emotions or desires."

With his back to her, Qin Wangchuan's voice echoed softly in the hall, "Your letter also mentioned that you hoped I could look after you, perhaps to help you understand the ways of the world."

"But--"

He paused, then suddenly turned around.

Looking directly at Yun Qingyao, he offered a statement that was completely different from what the others had said:

Have you ever thought about it?

"Actually, there's no need to search for any kind of relationship."

Yun Qingyao's usually calm and unwavering eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.

Although she couldn't understand the emotions of surprise or curiosity.

But everyone around her, from relatives and friends to Lineage, kept telling her:

[You need to search, you need to become whole.]

Those words echoed in her ears so many times she was numb to them.

This is the first time I've ever heard someone say the opposite of what they mean.

"Is it unnecessary?"

Yun Qingyao repeated it subconsciously.

She didn't understand why she had to search for it.

And why is it unnecessary?

"Yes, there's no need."

Qin Wangchuan nodded firmly, walked back to a short distance in front of her, and said, "No one is perfect, and even the heavens have flaws."

"The pursuit of so-called perfection is sometimes an obsession, or even... a shackle imposed on you by others."

Yun Qingyao slowly shook her head. "I don't understand."

Qin Wangchuan also shook his head, but he was not in a hurry, his eyes carrying an almost scrutinizing calm.

Although this Immortal Physique of the Yun Clan possesses unparalleled beauty and talent, its temperament is no different from that of a blank sheet of paper.

"It means,"

He explained in more straightforward terms, "You were born this way, this is your way, your truth."

Why force someone to change because of their expectations?

You are perfect.

Am I... perfect?

"But they all say..." Yun Qingyao subconsciously wanted to quote those familiar phrases.

Qin Wangchuan interrupted her gently but firmly:

"But they all say it, they all do it, but they—are not you."

"What matters is how 'you' think and how 'you' feel, not how 'they' think you should be."

Yun Qingyao fell silent.

She shook her head again. "I... don't understand."

This is the second time I haven't been able to explain it clearly.

However, what we mean by "not understanding" here is not a lack of understanding of the literal meaning of the words.

It was the subtle ripple in her heart, touched by those words, that confused her.

I don't understand why I have this feeling.

"It doesn't matter."

Qin Wangchuan's tone softened, "You will meet many people, hear many things, and experience many things in the future."

What I've said today may not necessarily be the complete truth.

Ultimately, just do it your way.