The Future of Heaven and Earth Law, Body as Law!

The system did not respond.

Invincible in the world, overlooking all living beings.

Although I do have some strength now, I am by no means worthy of those eight words.

So, the "he" the system refers to is from another timeline?

Or perhaps it's me in the future?

Qin Wangchuan thought about it and then decided it wasn't necessary.

This system has always been unreliable; trying to figure out its hints is a complete waste of time.

Look downwards.

I saw the [Start Trial] button, along with a short explanation.

[After the trial begins, the host's body will fall into a deep sleep. Please ensure everything is ready before starting the trial.]

"That's quite thoughtful."

"But could you at least give me some hints about the trial content?"

After closing the system panel, Qin Wangchuan lay in the pool.

His gaze shifted slightly, landing on the Dragon Raising Pool beside him.

Dragon Scale was lying there.

The pool water reached above the girl's collarbone, and her long hair spread out, lying on the water's surface like a piece of dark silk.

Her face, bathed in the Spirit Liquid, glowed with a faint, luminous white light. Her long, delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were having a dream.

After awakening her True Dragon Body, Dragon Scale's regenerative abilities are simply terrifying.

Although the Heaven-Opening War Halberd's strike was dangerous, it was ultimately just an illusion.

In addition, the Dragon Scale blocked most of the power.

It's nothing serious, he's just asleep.

Qin Wangchuan looked at her for a while, then looked away and gazed up at the ceiling.

The carved beams and painted rafters on the roof of the palace were faintly visible in the mist, with flowing Golden Patterns and a shimmering light.

He stared at it for a long time, until the lines became blurry in his eyes.

Just then, a murmur of conversation came from outside.

"Let me in and take a look!"

It was the voice of Qin Zhaoer, the Eighth Sister, urgent and forceful.

"Eighth Young Master, the Young Master is recuperating from his injuries." Ye Jianwei's voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet he did not yield an inch.

"I know he's recovering from his injury, that's why I'm going in!"

Qin Zhaoer's voice became more urgent, with a hint of stamping her foot.

Hearing that her Ninth Brother had returned home, she was secretly delighted and was thinking of finding an excuse to go and see him.

Then I heard that he was injured by the Chu Clan's Heaven-Opening War Halberd, and it seemed to be quite serious.

So they arrived in a great hurry.

"No one is allowed to enter without the Young Master's permission."

Qin Wangchuan listened to the two bickering and shook his head helplessly.

If this continues, it might end up like last time, with endless arguments.

He called out:

"Jianwei, let her in."

Qin Zhaoer pushed open the door and entered, without arguing with Ye Jianwei as usual.

Her gaze fell directly on Qin Wangchuan, scanning him from head to toe. Seeing that he was lying unharmed in the pool, her anxiety subsided temporarily.

As he approached, he wore his usual disdainful expression.

"Oh dear, so our His Highness Divine Son met his end!"

"I heard they lost?"

"You too..."

As he spoke, he approached and saw the pool of blood.

Qin Zhaoer's expression changed instantly, but she managed to maintain her composure.

"The bleeding hasn't stopped yet?"

She walked around the Dragon Raising Pool without making a sound.

My gaze swept over his exposed shoulders and arms—and then fell upon the deep pool water, where a wound ran from his shoulder blade down to his waist.

The flesh was torn open, the wound so deep that bone was visible, and the edges of the wound Spirit Liquid, from which blood was still seeping out.

The composure she had maintained on her face shattered instantly.

She instinctively crouched down in front of the pool, her hand trembling as she touched his back.

His fingers trembled violently as they landed on the intact skin.

"What happened?" Qin Zhaoer's voice trembled with tears. "What did you do to this?"

As he spoke, he looked at Qin Wangchuan, seeking an answer.

Seeing that Qin Wangchuan remained silent.

Then he turned his gaze to Ye Jianwei.

Ye Jianwei down and didn't say anything.

She didn't know what happened either, and she felt sorry for her.

"I've already considered this good enough."

Qin Wangchuan casually slapped her hand away, "You didn't see what other people looked like."

That's definitely considered good.

Li Xuan was hit by the Heaven's Verdict Sword at close range, and his upper body was completely vaporized.

After the sword strike, only the head and the lower body part fell off.

"That can't be done!"

Qin Zhaoer grew anxious.

He turned to look at Ye Jianwei, then turned back to see Qin Wangchuan's mocking gaze.

She suddenly realized—she shouldn't have reacted so strongly.

Can...

But...!

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Zhaoer didn't say anything unpleasant this time.

She simply turned away silently.

"I'll go get you some medicine."

Ye Jianwei stepped aside and stood facing the direction she had left for a long time.

He watched for a long while, until the figure disappeared, before turning around and speaking earnestly:

"Young Master, the Eighth Young Master Prince truly cares about you."

Qin Wangchuan nodded.

"I know."

He leaned back against the pool, gazing at the palace roof, and added, "After all, we grew up together."

The system panel in front of me was still there, and the words on it were glowing faintly.

[Start Trial]

Qin Wangchuan slightly raised his finger in the water, then lowered it again.

"Even if I wanted to start, my body just isn't in the right state right now."

He lay back down, no longer looking at the panel.

My thoughts slowly drifted back to that battle.

The most surprising item is the "This World's Mystic Law Sword".

The moment he drew his sword, he realized how far he had progressed in his Sword Dao.

It wasn't given by cultivation level, nor by bloodline; it was forged by each and every sword strike.

Secondly, there's the Heaven's Verdict Sword, which he finally comprehended.

He infused the sword with Spiritual Power, causing the blade to swell and sweep across all directions.

When that sword was unleashed, it felt as if the world had become peaceful.

"Supernatural Law, Supernatural Power Sword"

"The Heaven and Earth Law... the Heaven and Earth Law..."

Qin Wangchuan murmured softly, gazing at the flowing Golden Patterns on the palace ceiling.

Ultimately, the Heaven and Earth Law are merely a special kind of Spiritual Power.

If it can transform into a sword, can it transform into something else?

For example -- armor?

"Hiss... wait."

He suddenly frowned.

External objects.

The Heaven and Earth Law are not external things.

The idea of turning it into a tool might be flawed in itself.

What if it's the other way around?

Not taking Heaven and Earth as their laws, but rather--

Using one's own body as a model?

Hiss!

Qin Wangchuan suddenly opened his eyes, and the pool water splashed loudly.

"Observe the subtle signs!"

Ye Jianwei strode closer. "Young Master?"

"Paper and Brush."

Ye Jianwei was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Having served the Young Master for so long, she had long been accustomed to his sudden and whimsical ideas.

He reached into his sleeve and took out Paper and Brush, handing them to the edge of the pool.

Qin Wangchuan propped himself up, the movement aggravating the wound on his back, causing him to gasp in pain.

He ignored it, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

"That's right!"

"Body as Law... Body as Law!"

"By myself, I proclaim to heaven and earth!"

The pen tip hovered above the paper, then paused.

Qin Wangchuan stared at that line of text for a long time.

The essence of the Heaven and Earth Law is to proclaim one's own Dao to Heaven and Earth, and to manifest the Dharma Manifestation by borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth.

But what if we don't draw upon the power of heaven and earth?

"They do not take Heaven and Earth as their law, but rather their own law."

"Engrave the three characters 'Qin Wangchuan' into the heavens and earth."

It's not a declaration of "the Way," it's a declaration of "I."

"It is not proclaimed in this one place, but through the Wheel of Fate, to all times and spaces!"

Having written this far, my thoughts are quite clear.

Qin Wangchuan put down his pen, looked at the object in his hand, and chuckled softly.

"To etch the name into countless times and spaces, so that the three characters 'Qin Wangchuan' may resonate throughout all of heaven and earth."

"No matter where you are, you will hear it."

"What a bold idea!"