Reckless, More Reckless

With his left arm around her waist, he held her firmly in his embrace.

His right palm traced a path up her smooth skin; her legs were simply perfect, the feel of them incredible, until he stopped only at her lower abdomen.

His palm was bulging, and he pressed it gently.

The person in his arms immediately went limp, even the hand supporting them collapsed, completely giving up the fight.

"Who was it that kept begging for mercy last night?"

"It has nothing to do with that." Dragon Scale stubbornly insisted, tilting her head back to kiss his cheek, her voice low, "Anyway, I just want it."

Qin Wangchuan turned his face away.

"Sweetie, not now."

Dragon Scale paused for a moment, then looked up at him.

He said nothing more, his gaze returning to the deduction that was suspended in mid-air.

This is not a perfunctory response.

That's when he finally got a feel for it.

The question of why the Wheel of Fate could pull me into another version of myself from another time and space has only now been truly answered.

Because it was originally made up of materials sent by countless versions of itself from different times and spaces, it's more accurate to call it a bridge connecting countless times and spaces than a Law Treasure.

If that's the case, then by borrowing the power of the future, we can borrow more than just the future of this life.

Countless times and spaces, countless possible futures.

Countless versions of myself.

The thought arose, and his thoughts surged like a burst dam. Qin Wangchuan was completely absorbed, unaware of the movements in his arms.

Dragon Scale lay sprawled in his arms, her head resting on his arm, her body limp and powerless, not wanting to exert any strength at all.

The hem of Heavenly Qilin Dress draped below his legs, a short section, allowing his two legs to hang freely, swaying gently as he turned the pages.

In that same position, the boy's falling hair brushed against his face, tickling him.

But she ignored him, simply tilting her head back and slowly moving closer.

Her lips landed on his Adam's apple, giving him a gentle kiss.

Very lightly, again and again.

After a few kisses, Dragon Scale was still not satisfied.

The tip of its tongue peeked out and carefully licked the lips, its movements clumsy, like a young animal tasting sweetness for the first time, tentatively exploring, reluctant to let go.

Finally, she simply opened her mouth and took his Adam's apple into her mouth.

This alarmed Qin Wangchuan.

He leaned back slightly, raised his hand to his throat, and looked down at her:

"What's wrong?"

Dragon Scale didn't know what was wrong with her; it felt like she couldn't help herself.

So he replied sullenly, "I'd like to try it."

Qin Wangchuan was taken aback, then shook his head helplessly.

Although there was no response, she turned her body around.

With this tacit approval, Dragon Scale became bolder.

She tilted her head back slightly, her red lips pressed against that spot, her tongue darting out to suck and lick.

Where no one could see, the girl's toes trembled slightly.

The knees twitched slightly, the ankles overlapped and separated, and finally slowly came together, tightly clamped together.

Why do you like it so much?

As Dragon Scale gently bit his Adam's apple, she thought:

Why?

But she couldn't think of an answer, and she didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Now that we've finally gotten permission, let's be a little more unrestrained, even more unrestrained.

While his mind is elsewhere, greedily kiss him a little longer.

Even if it's just for a moment...

Meanwhile, Qin Wangchuan was quietly pondering.

Borrowing Strength and Borrowing Law are two different things, but upon closer examination, the methods are the same, and Borrowing Strength is even more convenient.

After all, Borrowing Law involves borrowing from someone else, which creates a barrier.

Borrowing Strength is actually borrowing from oneself.

Once his thoughts were clear, he began to delve into the Wheel of Fate.

I just subdued it; I haven't really used it yet.

It's unclear exactly how far it can go.

Try injecting a wisp of Divine Sense into it and slowly urging it on.

Just this once.

Suddenly, the view opened up before me.

Countless fragments of time and space surged forth, layer upon layer, spreading endlessly in all directions.

One world connects to another, one era presses down on another, vast and boundless, so deep that no end can be seen.

In each of these worlds, there stands a Qin Wangchuan.

It was as if they simultaneously sensed this gaze cast from beyond space and time.

The countless figures all turned their heads and looked towards the point where he was.

Countless gazes converged into a single line, an overwhelming force rushing towards him. In just one glance, Qin Wangchuan was jolted back to reality.

There was no trace of panic in his eyes; on the contrary, he seemed quite composed.

It's done.

The Wheel of Fate truly connects to other dimensions.

But before the joy could settle, an even bigger problem arose.

In the past, all those Borrowing Law, whether human or otherwise, emerged from the cycle of rebirth.

But force cannot compare to law; it cannot be released.

So what should we do?

Qin Wangchuan was at a loss for words. He subconsciously looked down at Dragon Scale in his arms and casually touched the girl's leg.

"I can't get out, I can't get out..." he repeated over and over, his brows furrowing more and more tightly.

Dragon Scale felt a little ticklish from his touch, so she twisted her body and snuggled even closer into his arms, curling up into a ball.

Suddenly, the hand that was touching his leg paused.

... crawl in.

Yes, go in!

Since I can't use force, why don't I just walk in myself?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the Wheel of Fate before him seemed to be driven, vibrating with a hum.

Golden light surged from the golden wheel, and its form rose accordingly, illuminating the entire Divine Son Hall in an instant.

It grew to a size of several meters, standing upright in front of me, its ancient patterns all lighting up, with golden light flowing endlessly along the patterns.

In the past, Borrowing Law, the Wheel of Fate would at most split in two, but now it has been completely opened, transforming into a door that reaches to the heavens and stands tall.

Golden light flowed within the gate, and the depths faintly exuded the aura of a different time and space, vast and distant.

Qin Wangchuan stared at the door, muttering to himself:

"... Oh, right."

Everything fits together.

As soon as he finished speaking, he came to his senses, bent down, picked up Dragon Scale from his arms, gently placed her on the ground, and then took her little hand, and together they walked towards the Golden Gate.

The golden light drew ever closer, and an aura of vastness washed over us.

Qin Wangchuan didn't stop, and led her inside.

Just as I passed through that layer of golden light—

Time seemed to stand still.

He saw it at that moment.

Countless figures of themselves, one after another, stood at the end of that golden light.

Each one is a different version of themselves that emerges after they reach a fork in the road.

The figure standing at the very front was all too familiar.

Sword Dao.