The Wheel of Fate's True Purpose Finally Revealed

"Old Ancestor."

Qin Wangchuan stood to the side, respectfully responded, and then waited quietly without making a sound to disturb him.

After a long while, the hand holding the piece slowly placed a chess piece down.

Seemingly very satisfied with this move, Qin Taiyi nodded slightly before raising his head.

But when she looked up, she met Qin Wangchuan's eyes, and her gaze froze.

After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth and uttered two words.

Ah, time.

Qin Wangchuan's heart stirred slightly, but he remained silent.

"You've only been in seclusion for a few months," Qin Taiyi's gaze seemed to pierce through that outer layer, reaching its deepest depths, "But those eyes hold something that only comes with a century of time."

It possesses a sense of vicissitude, clarity, and a tranquility born from having witnessed life, aging, sickness, and death.

These things should never happen to Qin Wangchuan now.

Even with his abilities, having seen through all the Profound Mystery of the world, he still couldn't see through what was hidden behind those eyes.

This grandson harbors too many secrets; Qin Taiyi can neither see through him nor guess what he's thinking.

I might as well stop guessing.

I won't pry into your secret.

Tell me about it.

"After you left the pass, you came to find me immediately. What brings you here?"

"Old Ancestor," Qin Wangchuan slowly began, "I wish to create several methods."

Its name is: The Ten Emperors Method.

"The Ten Great Imperial Clans are the foundation upon which this Immortal Court has stood for millions of years. Each has its own path and its own unique strengths. I intend to use these ten clans as models, extracting the essence of each, to forge ten imperial techniques."

Upon hearing Qin Taiyi was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"That's a good idea."

After laughing, he shook his head.

"But the Wangchuan..."

"The term 'Imperial Clan' sounds easy, but which of these ten Lineage didn't fight their way out step by step in that Primordial Era teeming with monsters?"

"Their respective heritage and Dao Lineage were something that their ancestors from ten different clans had earned with their lives."

"You want to borrow their things to forge your own imperial laws... I'm afraid no one will agree."

"It's their business if they don't agree, but I'll still do it," Qin Wangchuan said calmly, "Using my methods."

"Moreover, I already possess one of the Ten Emperors Method— "

"Heaven-Opening Sword Intent"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Wangchuan's thoughts stirred slightly.

The next moment.

The Withering and Flourishing yet ever-growing vegetation beneath their feet suddenly stopped abruptly, as if swept away by an invisible behemoth.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible wave of energy suddenly exploded out, sweeping outwards in all directions with overwhelming force.

Wherever it went, all vegetation was cut down.

That invisible wave of energy transformed into a tangible wave of grass, which, as the vegetation fell one after another, surged and spread in all directions until it reached the horizon, showing no sign of stopping.

It was as if even the ends of this world were about to be torn apart by this Sword Intent.

This move is less Swordsmanship and more the purest expression of "opening" in the universe, transcending all things.

The slight smile still lingered on Qin Taiyi's face.

But the smile in his eyes gradually faded, turning into deep thought.

He was pleasantly surprised when Qin Wangchuan summoned the Chu Clan's Heaven-Opening War Halberd.

But upon closer reflection, it's not all that impressive.

That was ultimately someone else's property. Qin Wangchuan borrowed it, but at best, it could only annoy the Chu Clan; it didn't amount to any real skill.

But this move is completely different.

He thoroughly crushed and digested the unique essence within the Chu Clan's Heaven-Opening War Halberd, merging it into his own Sword Dao, and reforged it into something that belonged to him alone and could be passed down for thousands of generations.

This thing can already be called the "Tao" that can be passed down.

Perhaps not strong in this life, but what about the next? And the life after that?

Qin Taiyi stared at him, remaining silent for a long time.

The deep contemplation in those unfathomable eyes gradually faded, replaced by an irrepressible admiration and solemnity.

After a long pause, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Speak."

What do you need?

"I need an answer, a solution."

"As the Old Ancestor just said, the ten clans have survived from that Primordial Era teeming with monsters to this day because of their respective extraordinary strengths," Qin Wangchuan said. "That's why there's one thing I've never understood."

"Oh?"

"What exactly makes our Qin Clan so powerful?"

"Or perhaps..." Qin Wangchuan's gaze fell on the Old Ancestor, a hint of unresolved confusion in his eyes, "If our Qin Clan possessed a unique imperial technique, what would it be?"