145: Goal - Change the future!

The Ten Directions Immortal Court has a Heavenly Emperor overseeing it; it's impossible for anything to go wrong.

The only possibility is that the Heavenly Emperor himself acted.

If three Heavenly Emperors fought, let alone the Ten Directions Immortal Court being annihilated, the entire Three Thousand States could be reduced to ashes!

Qin Wangchuan frowned, "There are some things I don't understand."

"I don't have much time, but the important things have been explained. Ask what's most crucial."

That one sentence blocked all the questions swirling in Qin Wangchuan's mind.

After a moment of thought, he asked, "Isn't Sixth Brother a person prone to infatuation?"

"He was before. A prodigal son always returns home."

"Then how do I identify Xu Tianluo?"

"You'll know when you meet him. Time and space around him are chaotic; seeing him is like looking at a shattered mirror image."

"Sixth Brother's Reincarnation lover... must she die?"

"She must. Every moment of hesitation prolongs Sixth Brother's descent, and increases the Immortal Court's peril. However, she is very familiar with foreign races, so try to get some intelligence from her."

"Since Xia Lingwei is so dangerous, wouldn't it be quicker to kill her?"

"She is the Will of the Dao, neither human nor immortal, born only for the sake of calamity. If you can guide her towards yourself, you might be able to change fate. Even if you kill her, another person will appear to instigate this calamity."

"It will be even harder to deal with then."

Saying this, the future Qin Wangchuan let out a soft sigh:

"The current me cultivates all methods and is only one step away from being an immortal. It seems good, but looking back... there's no one behind me."

"I tried many, many methods, even flowing against the river of time to find a solution."

"But it's too long, too far. This calamity isn't temporary; even with my Heaven-Defying abilities, I can't reverse it."

"Now that I think about it, perhaps Li Qingluan's death blinded me, preventing me from seeing the woman's true face. The tragedy didn't happen suddenly, but had traces long ago."

"These things can only be done by you. It's best not to tell anyone, including Old Ancestor."

"Informing the latter would certainly save a lot of effort, but the future would also shift, potentially bringing even greater disaster."

"Of course, I wish I could tell you everything in detail."

"But unfortunately."

"This method is ultimately limited."

Qin Wangchuan's gaze sharpened, "What does 'limited' mean? Does it mean even mastering all methods has its limits?"

The other Qin Wangchuan let out a soft laugh upon hearing this:

"No..."

"I am the future you, but also not."

"From this moment on, you and I will separate into different existences, with no further connection. You will step towards a brand new future, while I... will sit withered in the Void Realm..."

"Truly... nothing left..."

"Your mind is very meticulous, so you often question yourself."

"Whether you took the wrong path, whether you did the right thing, whether it was correct."

"But that's a bad habit."

"Be more confident, be prouder, hold your head high, and walk forward without worry."

After speaking, the future Qin Wangchuan's voice became ethereal, but he still tirelessly exhorted:

"I'll repeat it again."

"The three future crises are: foreign race invasion, Qin Family civil war, and the Lower Realm attacking the heavens."

"There are three things you need to do."

"Protect Li Qingluan, and kill Xu Tianluo at all costs."

"Help Sixth Brother find his Reincarnation lover, and kill her. Then defeat Sixth Brother and spare his life."

"In the third generation of the Ten Generations Trial, find Xia Lingwei, guide her, but do not be her enemy."

"That's all."

The moment the words fell, the space before Qin Wangchuan's eyes shattered, and his consciousness returned to his main body.

He opened his eyes to find himself still sitting in the side hall of the Dao Seeking Palace, the ancient scroll in his hand already reduced to ashes.

Outside the hall, the sound of footsteps grew noisy, and time seemed to flow again at this moment.

"Congratulations, Divine Son, for breaking the situation!"

"The Heavenly Chess has dissipated, the Divine Son must have won!"

"Did you gain any Opportunity?"

A crowd of people swarmed in, their faces beaming with joy.

Such a Heaven-Defying scene must indicate a great Opportunity.

However, Qin Wangchuan slowly looked up, his face devoid of any joy.

His gaze swept over the crowd, seeing familiar smiling faces.

Yin Qiyue stood at the very front, her expression respectful.

Zhao Lingyun had arrived at some point, sitting on a warrior puppet, waving at him as if to say, "Your warrior puppet is pretty good!"

Fourth Brother Qin Kuangge had arrived at some point, leaning against the door, raising his wine flask to him.

And in the distance, Qin Zhaoer was leaning lazily on the glazed tiles, her slender jade feet gently swaying, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

She propped her chin with one hand, her cherry lips slightly pursed, and a hint of playful amusement colored her eyes and brows, much like the first peach blossoms blooming on a branch in March.

Despite the lively scene, Qin Wangchuan couldn't bring himself to be happy.

His eyes were filled with countless thoughts, his fingers unconsciously caressing the spot on the table where the ancient scroll had just been.

"Young Master...?" Yin Qiyue noticed the abnormality and cautiously stepped forward, "Is something wrong?"

Qin Wangchuan collected his thoughts, and by the time he stood up, he had regained his usual composure: "It's nothing."

As he spoke, he passed Qin Kuangge, nodded to him, and called out, "Fourth Brother."

Qin Kuangge frowned. Even with his carefree nature, he sensed that Ninth Brother's mood seemed rather low.

"Were you bullied?"

"Tell me the name, and I'll go find him!"

Qin Wangchuan shook his head and slowly walked out of the hall.

The sunlight fell on his shoulders, but it couldn't dispel the chill in his heart.

The sunlight fell on his shoulders, but it couldn't dispel the chill in his heart.

Qin Wangchuan walked slowly along the corridor outside the hall, his ears still seeming to echo his future self's desolate voice—

"Truly... nothing left..."

The despair and sigh in that voice made his chest heavy.

'What kind of future did he experience to let out such a sigh, it's like...'

"The cold of an eternal night, leaving only loneliness and despair."

After he finished speaking.

Suddenly, a piece of ice-coldness abruptly landed on Qin Wangchuan's nose.

He looked up, only to see a sky full of silent snow falling, like thousands of shattered jade pieces plummeting from the nine heavens.

Pure white snowflakes covered the glazed tiles and adorned the pine branches, wrapping the once noisy courtyard in a tranquil, silver-clad silence.

The Dao Seeking Palace Disciples all stopped, excitedly extending their palms to catch this sudden gift.

Qin Zhaoer jumped down from the roof tiles, twirling in the snow with her crimson skirt fluttering, her black hair adorned with sparkling snow as she spun, her laughter clear and melodious like shattered jade tapping on ice.

And Qin Wangchuan stood in the snow, in a trance.

He seemed to see his future self standing alone amidst the ruins of the Qin Family, the sun in the sky already extinguished, leaving only an endless snowy night.

"Heh..."

Qin Wangchuan gently exhaled a puff of white Qi, watching it dissipate in the cold wind.

'Li Qingluan will die, the Qin Family will have a civil war, the Immortal Court will be overthrown—that kind of future...'

'How can I accept it!'

His fingers unconsciously clenched, his nails digging deep into his palm.

'This matter should be told to Old Ancestor... No, no, my future self already said that, proving he might have tried it.'

'Which means, it can only be me... it can only be done by me.'

Qin Wangchuan recalled his future self's words, "Be more confident, be prouder," and a determined smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

'I will never let it happen!'

"Since my future self failed..."

He raised his hand to catch a falling snowflake, which melted into water in his palm.

"Then it will be up to my current self..."

His Heavenly Evolution Divine Eye suddenly blazed, golden Dao patterns burning like fierce flames deep within his pupils, and a Dragon shadow faintly visible in his eyes.

The falling snow, covering the sky, completely vaporized upon touching within three feet of him, transforming into wisps of white mist that swirled and ascended.

"To rewrite this ending!"

Time was pressing, so Qin Wangchuan immediately set off back to the Qin Family.

Looking at such a hurried Qin Wangchuan, Qin Kuangge and Qin Zhaoer were both a little bewildered.

"What is Ninth Brother rushing to do...?" Qin Kuangge scratched his head, full of doubt.

Qin Zhaoer lightly furrowed her brows, the snow on her skirt silently melting: "I don't know."

She unconsciously clenched her sleeve, able to feel that Qin Wangchuan was in a very bad mood.

He had even lost his good mood upon seeing this June snow.

"The point isn't what he's going to do, look at the sky." A voice suddenly came from beside them. Qin Kuangge turned his head and saw an ordinary-looking man leaning against the wall.

That tone... Qin Kuangge tentatively opened his mouth: "Second Brother?"

Qin Xuanji nodded.

How is it that I seem to see you everywhere?

Qin Kuangge muttered a complaint in his heart, then the two looked up.

Indeed, the falling snow covering the sky was spectacular.

Qin Kuangge watched for a long time: "What's wrong with the sky? Isn't it just a heavy snowfall? Although snow in June is indeed rare..."

"Haven't you understood yet?" Qin Xuanji's voice suddenly deepened, and the snowflakes he caught in his palm instantly disintegrated into countless brilliant specks of light. He slowly looked up, his gaze profound as he looked at the two of them:

"Ninth Brother just said: 'The cold of an eternal night,' and so—"

"The sky began to snow."