From Me It Began, by Me It Ended

Later, Qin Wangchuan still told Qin Zhaoer about the war there.

He recounted the entire story, from how he launched the sneak attack on Mystic Capital Prefecture to how he used the tree as a pretext, picking out the most important details.

After hearing this, Qin Zhaoer curled her lip in disdain.

"Is that all?"

What he really wanted to know was her.

But it really sounds like she's the most impatient one.

Qin Wangchuan knew perfectly well that this wasn't what his Eighth Sister wanted to hear.

She couldn't possibly listen to those trivial details.

All she wanted was his willingness to speak his mind.

We treat her like family, and we're willing to talk to her about anything, big or small.

He understands the principle.

Looking at that little face that had lost patience in the blink of an eye, I couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated.

Women.

The battle at Soaring Tower continues.

A few days later, Fan Yuan sent someone to deliver a battle report.

Qin Wangchuan opened the package, glanced at it, and then casually put it aside. He picked up the sword again and examined it closely.

He spent a long time forging this sword.

The sword body was already formed; the difficult part was finishing the work.

Now, it's finally all done.

From top to bottom, there is not a single flaw to be found.

"Dinner's ready!"

Just then, Qin Zhaoer walked in carrying a bowl of noodles.

Not finding anyone in the front yard, she wasn't surprised and went straight to the back yard.

Sure enough, Qin Wangchuan was once again engrossed in examining the broken sword.

'I'm such a beautiful woman right here beside you every day, and all you do is stare at that broken sword.'

'What an oblivious person!'

She subtly pursed her lips and put down the bowl and plate.

He glanced at the letter next to him and, as if he were at home, casually copied it down.

Upon seeing the words "battle report," Qin Zhaoer paused slightly and glanced at him.

He immediately lowered his head and scanned the text quickly.

As he read it aloud, his tone full of surprise.

"A great victory... I will return soon to personally report the good news..."

She waved the letter in her hand, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Qin Wangchuan.

"Wow, you won so quickly?"

"Sure."

Qin Wangchuan didn't even look up, still examining the sword in his hand, his tone indifferent.

"After clearing out so many people, it would be strange if we couldn't take this place."

"Who told you to be a merciful god?"

"Kindness... only someone like you would be so sarcastic."

"I wasn't being sarcastic, I was praising you."

The two bickered back and forth before starting their meal.

I only ate a couple of bites.

Qin Zhaoer seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked up while biting her chopsticks.

His gaze passed over Qin Wangchuan and landed on the workbench behind him, examining it for a long time.

The more I look at it, the more something seems off.

"Oh, right."

Where's your broken sword?

"I just saw him, how did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

At that moment, Qin Wangchuan was flipping through a medical book with one hand and holding chopsticks with the other. Hearing this, he was somewhat puzzled.

"Sword?"

"It's right here..."

He casually agreed, turning back to look at the spot where he had just laid his sword.

But the conversation abruptly ended.

The Ten Directions Profound Sword has vanished.

Qin Wangchuan was slightly taken aback, turned around, and met Qin Zhaoer's curious gaze.

She naturally noticed the fleeting look of surprise in his eyes.

He joked:

"Oh, it got stolen?"

"No."

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Qin Wangchuan shook his head, but a slow smile appeared on his lips.

"It's acceptable."

I see.

The person who forged that "Ten Directions Profound Sword" was none other than himself.

It was himself.

One day, Sword Spirit will be born from that sword, named Yuniang.

However, Yuniang was not the "Ten Directions Profound Sword".

He couldn't understand this before.

Now, however, everything becomes clear.

The same name refers to two completely different things.

One represents the future.

One represents the past.

The two reside at opposite ends, never intertwining.

"It began with me, and it will end with me...?"

Qin Wangchuan murmured softly, a sense of clarity washing over him.

The sword is complete.

Of the many goals he came here to gain experience, he finally accomplished one of them.

Next, there's the rest.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, the great battle finally came to an end.

Since that night's failed sneak attack, Mystic Capital Prefecture has never been able to recover.

The high-end combat force was completely wiped out, and the team suffered a severe blow.

On the other hand, the morale of the troops at Soaring Tower was high, and Fan Yuan personally led his men to launch a counterattack.

The ensuing battles were almost entirely one-sided and crushing victories.

Mystic Capital Prefecture suffered repeated defeats and was in complete disarray, on the verge of being uprooted.

But just then...

Soaring Tower suddenly sent an envoy to initiate peace talks.

Outsiders only knew that these two behemoths, who had been fighting to the death, had inexplicably shaken hands and made peace overnight.

As for what the envoys actually discussed, and the details behind that door, only the two families themselves know the truth.

To put it bluntly, the so-called peace talks were nothing more than a facade for outsiders.

In terms of strength, Soaring Tower might be able to completely raze Mystic Capital Prefecture to the ground.

But when it really came to this, Fan Yuan hesitated.

The Mountain-Quelling Palace remained aloof, observing from the sidelines, and no one could figure out what the other family was really up to.

Of course, she has her husband backing her up.

But if they rely on this and push their luck, forcing the master to take action a second time—

Then that old man would have completely lost face.

Rather than waiting for the situation to change and becoming passive.

It would be better to take advantage of this great victory and initiate peace negotiations.

Firstly, it would allow them to take a big bite out of Mystic Capital Prefecture.

Secondly, keeping the severely weakened Mystic Capital Prefecture intact can help alleviate the pressure from the Mountain-Quelling Palace on Soaring Tower in the future.

Killing two birds with one stone.

That is precisely why.

This peace treaty came at an extremely heavy price for Mystic Capital Prefecture.