Reversed-Fate Rewards, Half a Sacrificial Bone
[Simulation Ended]
Final Achievement: Immortal Bone Sacrificer
Survival period: 1932
The ending: Using bones to mend the sky, a final, poignant tale.
(You were born in the Cold Palace and raised in Ice Coffin. You could have gone with the flow, but your obsession led you into the cycle of fate.)
The pain of having his bones ripped out in childhood is etched into his very being; even when sealed in the Xuanbing ice, he still clung to the last vestiges of hope.
A century of solitary cultivation, a millennium of obsession turning him into a demon, and in the end, he discovered that the most painful betrayal was actually the deepest form of protection.
When you burn your Immortal Bone to mend the crack in the sky, you realize: in those years when no one was watching, someone was always laying out plans in a corner you couldn't see.
Those deep-seated hatreds are nothing more than another set of shackles protecting you.
Even this final, earth-shattering sacrifice was written into their destiny a thousand years ago.
From the day you were born, bearing the Immortal Bone, you were destined to become a fragment used to mend the heavens.
The last thing that flashed through your mind was: So the Emperor's trembling sleeves were real; so the Forbidden Palace's array concealed a lifeline; so in this world... there was someone watching over me after all.
Unfortunately, it was too late to realize this; the Immortal Bone had already turned into rain of light, leaving only the unspoken "I came," which became the inconspicuous swan song of the Ten Directions Immortal Court.
(Additional comment: If he had given up his last glimmer of hope and completely succumbed to demonic possession while in the Ice Coffin, he might have been able to break free from the shackles of fate. However, his lingering good intentions ultimately became the cornerstone for mending the heavens. Admirable! Tragic!)
Qin Wangchuan stared at the disappearing figure in the Light Screen, his fingertips lightly tapping the table.
"The Dayan Dynasty was destined for this calamity, and the emperor must have known this, which is why he has always protected her. As for Su Yingxue..." He shook his head and chuckled, "Her goal in turning evil and seeking revenge was simply to make everyone see her—how incredibly foolish."
After speaking, Qin Wangchuan stood up and looked towards the Northern Region:
"The father risked the nation's fate to protect his daughter, the daughter sacrificed her Immortal Bone to save the country; both sides are good people, only I am the villain."
"Now he's really become the villain."
[Please select the following rewards to inherit:]
1: Lifespan in 1932.
2: Half Sacrificial Bone.
3: Origin Source +900.
[Half a Sacrificial Bone: This bone was originally a piece of Immortal Bone, but because it has been separated from the human body for too long, it has developed its own Dao principles, transcended its constraints, and transformed into Sacrificial Bone, unable to merge with living beings anymore.]
(Uses: This bone can be refined into a "Sacrificial Dao Artifact" containing incomplete immortal Principle, or used to replenish the bloodline of Demon Race, both with heaven-defying effects.)
"Sacrificial Bone!" A glint flashed in Qin Wangchuan's eyes upon seeing this, and then he acted without hesitation.
I choose 2.
As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of azure-colored Immortal Bone appeared in his hand.
Simply holding it in your hand can summon the illusory image of Nine Heavens Luan Phoenix.
It's just too small; it's definitely only half a piece.
"According to ancient texts, while this thing is powerful when refined into Sacrificial Dao Artifact, it is ultimately incomplete and can only be used temporarily. Its best use is to stimulate the bloodline of the Demon Race."
As Qin Wangchuan spoke, he immediately thought of where this thing would be used.
He immediately Ye Jianwei to bring the Little Golden Crow.
A moment later, Ye Jianwei entered, carrying a ball of red fluff.
Upon closer inspection, there were a few scorched spots on her snow-white sleeves.
"It's been getting increasingly noisy lately." Before Ye Jianwei could even complain, she heard a "chirp!"
The little creature scrambled to its feet, its beady eyes shining brightly. It flapped its sparse wings, drawing a crooked arc in the air, and flew straight towards Qin Wangchuan.
Just as she was about to crash into his arms, her wings suddenly went limp, and she fell "plop" onto the table, scattering a few pitiful sparks.
Qin Wangchuan reached out and scooped it up, pulling it close to his eyes.
The little guy immediately kicked with his thin paws, his fluffy body twisting and turning, his big eyes filled with a stubborn refusal to admit defeat.
However, he merely shook the glass Sacrificial Bone in his hand.
The little guy froze instantly, forgetting to flap his short wings, his round eyes following the bone as it spun from side to side, just like a hungry dog seeing a bone.
"You do have good taste." He casually tossed the Sacrificial Bone, which streaked through the air in a stream of light.
The little guy pounced and caught it, then held it in his arms and chewed on it noisily. When he realized he couldn't chew it anymore, he swallowed the whole piece with a "gulp".
In an instant, the Red Velvet body shimmered with a glassy halo, and its three tail feathers moved without wind.
The little guy let out a burp that seemed to carry a spark, his eyelids drooped, and he curled up into a ball of fur and fell into a deep sleep. His body, enveloped in the glow, began to grow at a visible speed.
"That's the advantage of race," Qin Wangchuan remarked.
However, if an ordinary person were to swallow the Sacrificial Bone directly, no matter how Prodigy or extraordinary they were, they would still die from overeating.
But this doesn't happen with the Demon Race.
On the contrary, this substance is extremely beneficial to the Demon Race, and may even cause them to revert to their ancestral state.
However, very few people do this because the Sacrificial Bone are so precious.
Looking across Heavens and Myriad Realms, perhaps only Qin Wangchuan could be so arrogant.
"According to the Flame Clan, this little guy can only be ridden after at least a thousand years and can only be used in battle after ten thousand years. Now that we have this half of the Sacrificial Bone, it should shorten the time considerably."
"Who knows, it might even undergo a primal mutation and develop some incredible abilities."
"Young Master," Ye Jianwei suddenly spoke up, "You haven't named it yet."
Qin Wangchuan glanced at the little thing that was transforming, and suddenly saw it unconsciously rub against his fingertip in its sleep.
He withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Isn't there already one? Jiujiu all the time, that's what it's Jiujiu."
"Send it back, and have someone keep an eye on it while it's in the meantime."
"Yes..." Ye Jianwei responded but did not immediately leave. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened around her sleeve.
She lowered her head, her voice so soft it almost disappeared into the air. "Young Master, I... I haven't played the zither for you in so long."
The hall fell silent for a moment, save for the faint gurgling sounds made by the Little Golden Crow as it slept.
Ye Jianwei's heart pounded in her ears, terrified of hearing the words "step back."
Qin Wangchuan didn't take his gaze off the system Light Screen, and casually said, "Then let's hear about your progress."
Ye Jianwei looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, then hurriedly lowered her head again. "This servant will go and fetch the zither right away."
As she turned, the hem of her skirt swept in a light arc, as if she were afraid he would change his mind, and she quickly walked away.
A moment later, Ye Jianwei hurriedly returned carrying a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument).
She gently placed the zither down and carefully lit a calming incense burner.
Amidst the wisps of smoke, she stole a glance at the focused Qin Wangchuan, her fingertips gently caressing the strings of the zither.
"Zheng--"
When the first note sounded, Qin Wangchuan's brows twitched almost imperceptibly.
This melody... is the "Nine Heavens Phoenix-Leading Melody," the first piece she played after entering the Qin Clan.
As her fingers danced across the strings, the clear, melodious Zither Music flowed like a stream, sometimes joyful like a spring breeze caressing willows, sometimes somber like autumn rain pattering on duckweed.
She played with complete concentration, even breathing very softly, afraid of disturbing him.
Qin Wangchuan did not rush to start the second simulation, but listened quietly for a while.
Ye Jianwei has not only improved his physical abilities, but his piano skills have also become much better.
Although they remain cautious and timid in his presence, in the outside world, they would be enough to make those so-called Prodigy pale in comparison.
[Simulation begins.]
[Simulation Count remaining: 4]
[Year 0]
You were born into the Xu Clan, one of the six great Lineage of the Dayan Dynasty, in the Northern Region of the Ten Directions Immortal Court.
My father is Xu Linyuan, the current head of the Xu family. He possesses unparalleled cultivation and has led the family for a century, making him a powerful figure in the Northern Region.
Her mother, Luo Qingli, was once a renowned and exceptionally talented Prodigy. She met her father during a momentous battle and eventually married into the Xu Clan, becoming the matriarch.
You were born with "Nine-Orifice Spiritual Veins" and are considered the hope of the Xu Clan.
Your father was overjoyed and personally named you.
[Xu Qing]
Qin Wangchuan: "?"
"Does the Dayan Dynasty still have experts?"