What Is Omnipotent Is Not an Emperor, but Man

A brief silence fell over the hall.

The elders of the Yun Clan had different expressions.

Their gazes lingered on Qin Wangchuan for a moment, then fell on Yun Qingyao, and finally they exchanged a glance.

They are all shrewd and calculating.

There are some things that no one understands better than them.

But there is one thing they are unwilling to see through, and cannot see through.

"Wangchuan, according to you—"

The old man who had spoken first narrowed his eyes, his tone scrutinizing, "Do you even consider yourself human?"

That's a tricky question.

The question wasn't about cultivation level or status, but about the fundamental issue—

What do you consider yourself to be?

To ordinary people, they are unattainable beings.

They are immortals, gods, beings that cannot be looked at directly from the clouds.

It could never be a human.

Because "human beings" are too insignificant.

We will grow old, we will die, we will become weak, and we will make mistakes.

But they won't.

Qin Wangchuan met that gaze, his tone calm.

"Of course I'm a human being."

"Rise from humble beginnings, never forget where you came from, and never forget where you are going."

"An omnipotent person".

Silence fell over the hall once more.

That's incredibly arrogant.

But upon closer examination, it leaves one speechless.

The old man's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his lips moved slightly, but he ultimately did not reply.

Qin Wangchuan sighed softly, his gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of the elders.

"Even if we take a step back and assume she becomes an emperor, an immortal, or something else entirely in the future—"

"But she is still a human being."

Yun Lingge couldn't help but interject:

"Look at her now, is she even human?"

She pointed at Yun Qingyao, her tone carrying a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

It's heartache, it's helplessness, and it's also a kind of hope that's hard to let go of.

Qin Wangchuan followed her gaze.

Yun Qingyao remained seated.

Clad in white as snow, with an exquisite Qingjue appearance, she exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.

Even though they were talking about her, she acted like an outsider.

She looked at whoever spoke.

Her eyes showed no emotion whatsoever, as if those words had nothing to do with her, as if she were merely a moving jade statue.

But Qin Wangchuan remained absolutely certain.

"It's a person."

He raised his hand, interrupting Yun Lingge who was about to say something.

"I've met many people who are even stranger than her."

These words, spoken casually, caused a slight change in the expressions of the elders.

Even stranger?

What kind of person could be even more bizarre than Immortal Physique?

Qin Wangchuan didn't explain, but continued, "Having Immortal Physique is indeed important, but holding onto it too tightly isn't a good thing either."

He paused, then met their gazes with a calm expression.

"I know what you're thinking."

"The power of the Immortal Body is evident to all. If an Immortal Physique could emerge to compete with the other families, it might allow the Yun Clan to rise to the ranks of the Three Heavens."

"But as I said, holding on too tightly is not a good thing."

The elders remained silent.

These words struck a chord deep within them.

The Yun Clan has been silent for too long.

So long that when outsiders mention Imperial Clan, they first think of the Qin Clan's Law Artifact, the Li Clan's swords, and the Chu Clan's fighting spirit—but what about the Yun Clan?

What does the Yun Clan have?

There is fate.

But fate is something invisible and intangible; it cannot kill enemies or protect one's people.

When people hear the name Yun Clan, they immediately think of the Qin Clan.

Oh, so it's a vassal of the Qin Clan.

Having finally obtained an Immortal Physique, this is the greatest fortuitous opportunity and the only hope for the Yun Clan in ten thousand years.

How dare they let go?

How dare you gamble?

Qin Wangchuan observed their expressions.

I know they listened, and I also know they won't change their minds easily.

Further discussion is pointless.

He stood up.

"The above are just some of my superficial opinions, and they should not be taken seriously."

Qin Wangchuan nodded slightly, which was considered his departure.

"I feel a bit stuffy, I'm going out for a walk."

The Dragon Scale transformed into a stream of light and returned to the robe.

He walked to the door and thought for a moment.

He paused slightly and turned to look at Yun Qingyao.

"Shall we go for a walk?"

Yun Qingyao looked over upon hearing the sound and tilted her head.

Is this an order?

Qin Wangchuan scoffed lightly and nodded.

"Yes, that is the order."

"Take me on a tour of the Yun Clan."

Yun Qingyao looked at him, then stood up after a moment.

"Oh."

Dressed in white as snow, she walked slowly towards him and walked out of the palace gate side by side.

Behind him, several elders watched that figure with complicated expressions.

Yun Lingge's gaze lingered on her daughter for a long time.

That was the back view she had seen the most in the past twenty years, yet she still couldn't understand it.

After the two had walked away, the old man murmured to himself:

"Is it unpleasant to hear...?"

He shook his head.

"What Wangchuan said makes sense, but... we can't afford to gamble."

Having finally acquired an Immortal Physique, how to educate it, and in what way to educate it, is a difficult problem.

Looking across the entire Three Thousand Provinces, there has never been a precedent.

How should Immortal Physique grow?

Which road should we take?

What kind of person should I become?

Nobody knows.

Therefore, the Yun Clan could only proceed with extreme caution, as if walking on thin ice, blocking all other paths except for the one they considered "correct."

Who dares to bet that the road is wrong?

Just then, Yun Lingge suddenly spoke.

Perhaps we were wrong.

Several people looked at her.

"Oh? Where does this basis come from?"

Yun Lingge sighed softly, her gaze falling on the empty entrance to the palace.

"More than twenty years have passed, and this child is still the same as he was at the beginning, without any change."

"Isn't this the strongest evidence?"

No one responded.

A deeper silence fell over the hall.

Yun Lingge lowered her eyes, her voice softening.

"To make the heartless compassionate—that obsession is indeed a bit too deep."

She looked up at the elders, her eyes filled with a motherly tenderness.

"I'm thinking, she doesn't need to have feelings for me."

"Just make her... change a little."

Even if it's just a little.

This statement did not come from the elders of the Yun Clan, nor from the elders of the Imperial Clan.

It comes from a mother's simplest and humblest wish.

Outside the hall.

Yun Wuyi watched Qin Wangchuan's departing figure, then turned back to look inside the hall.

After a long pause, he spoke.

"If you become emperor one day, will you still consider yourself a human being?"

Yun Zexuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"I didn't before."

He paused.

"But now, I have a new perspective."

He looked at Yun Wuyi, speaking each word clearly.

"Emperors arose from mortals, and immortals also arose from mortals."

"The omnipotent one is not the emperor, but man."

Yun Wuyi gave him a deep look and slowly nodded.

"That's exactly what I was thinking."

He withdrew his gaze and fixed it on the figure that was gradually disappearing into the distance.

"The omnipotent is not the emperor, but man—this statement has benefited me greatly."

"Qin Wangchuan...?"

Yun Wuyi.

"I thought Qin Wudao was terrifying enough, but I never expected that the new generation would surpass the old."

Being his peer is neither a blessing nor a curse, but a calamity.

Yun Zexuan nodded.

"I know."

"I've always known."

From their first encounter in the Dayan Dynasty, to the fall of Suspended Heaven City, and then to the birth of the Three-Character Heaven and Earth Law—

He always knew.

Qin Wangchuan is a calamity.

He looked down at the magical Law Artifact twisted into a pretzel in his hand.

"Breaking the calamity brings fortune, while not breaking it brings misfortune; I am the Calamity Bearer."

"But thankfully, I'm not alone."

"We are all."