After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1386

"Yes, a paradise on earth may be wonderful, but it is ultimately irrelevant to us."

Qin He handed the empty food box back to Long Qingyao, stared at the girl, and said in a deep voice, "The master-disciple relationship is an agreement between your ancestor and me. I now ask you, are you willing to become my disciple?"

"Know that the benefits of becoming my disciple are unpredictable, but the fate of being an enemy of the world is inevitable. As for your future, just follow your heart. I will emerge from seclusion in seven days and hear your answer then."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin He turned and walked towards the cave. His dark robes brushed against the hanging vines, picking up a few petals covered with morning dew.

As Long Qingyao watched his retreating figure, her heart felt as if it had been swept away by a mountain wind, leaving it in utter turmoil.

Smoke was already rising from the village chimneys, and the faint sound of Uncle Li calling to the young men to fetch water could be heard; peaceful days were just around the corner.

But the look in her parents' eyes as they died, the huddled figures of her clansmen, and Qin He's tall and straight back as he stood in front of her suddenly collided in her mind.

As Qin He was about to step into the shadows of the cave, Long Qingyao took a deep breath, her clear voice trembling yet exceptionally firm: "I'm willing!"

Qin He stopped in his tracks, the sunlight dappling his shoulders. Without turning his head, his voice drifted over on the mountain breeze: "In that case, prepare a ceremony for the apprenticeship ceremony in seven days, four dishes and a soup will suffice."

……

The moment Qin He stepped into the cave, the faint smile on his face vanished.

The black demon banner in his sleeve suddenly became hot, and Long Qingyun's voice came out with a hint of suppressed urgency: "Boy, don't let the news of taking on a disciple leak out. If the people of the Divine Court find out, this girl will never have a peaceful day again."

Qin He raised his hand and set up two soundproof barriers, then walked straight to the blue stone futon in the center of the cave and sat down. With a flick of his finger, the pale golden fragment of the primordial law floated out from his dantian, slowly rotating before his eyes, the tiny particles of light like stars blown by the wind.

"Let's not talk about that for now." Qin He's gaze fell on the fragment of law, and his tone turned serious. "Tell me, what exactly is the origin of this thing?"

He wasn't idle during those ten days; he spent every day sensing the aura of the fragments.

The fluctuations of that law were faint, yet they seemed to be rooted in his soul, subtly resonating with his demonic energy. The fragments contained the shadow of chaos, but were more orderly than chaos itself; they carried the vitality of new life, yet also concealed signs of annihilation—quite strange.

The trembling of the Black Demon Banner suddenly stopped, and Long Qingyun's voice revealed a rare candor: "I don't know."

Qin He raised an eyebrow, not expecting this answer.

"I found this Dragon Pattern Box on the summit of the main peak of the Earthly Extreme Mountain where you are now; it was purely by accident."

Long Qingyun's voice carried a hint of remoteness, "Back then, I was still in the Dao Palace Realm. In order to break through to the main peak, I found it in an ice crevice under the snow. The ice crevice was bottomless, and the box was embedded in millennia-old black ice. The surrounding snow was filled with the cold aura of the laws."

He paused, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "It took me 120 years to break the seal on the box, but I've held this fragment for nearly 300 years and still haven't been able to refine it despite all my efforts."

It's like a stone that can't be warmed; you can sense its laws, but you can't draw even a tiny bit of them into your dantian.

Qin He lightly touched the fragment with his fingertip, and pale golden particles of light clung to his fingertip, sending a warm sensation through him. "So, when you broke through to the Half-Saint realm, you relied on this?"

"I suppose so." Long Qingyun's voice carried a hint of relief. "Although I couldn't refine it, holding it for many years made my perception of the laws several times more acute. Later, I gave up refining it and instead focused on comprehending its fluctuations, which led me to forge my own path close to the laws and forcefully break through the threshold of the Saint Realm."

Qin He fell silent. He had thought that with Long Qingyun's experience, the refining process would be straightforward, but now it seemed he would have to figure it out himself. He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all distractions, and pressed his fingertips firmly onto the fragment of law. The demonic cloud millstone within his dantian instantly began to spin.

"Buzz!"

The moment the demonic energy flowed into the fragment through his fingertips, a sudden change occurred.

The originally docile rotating fragments suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, and countless light particles, like a swarm of bees breaking free of their restraints, surged towards Qin He's dantian.

The demonic cloud millstone seemed to have met its nemesis, its rotation speed suddenly increased, the demonic patterns on the edge of the millstone lit up, and it emitted a sharp buzzing sound.

Qin He felt a burning sensation in his dantian, as if a ball of fire had exploded inside. He forced himself to calm his mind and look inward, and the scene before him made his pupils shrink sharply.

The fragment of the primordial law actually floated directly to the bottom of the demonic cloud millstone. The pale golden light particles intertwined with the dark demonic energy emanating from the millstone, forming a golden and black pillar of light.

Within the beam of light, countless minute images flashed by: the brilliance of a star's birth, the grandeur of a mountain collapsing, the glimmer of life's birth, and the darkness of the extinction of all things.

It was as if all things at the beginning of creation were unfolding within his dantian.

"What is this?!" Qin He's voice was filled with disbelief and shock. "The nascent form of a law! This fragment contains the trajectory of the birth of a law!"

Qin He had no time to respond; he felt as if his soul had been thrown into a furnace.

Those myriad images were not illusions; every ray of light and every grain of dust carried the purest power of law, flowing into his meridians along the pillar of light and cleansing his soul.

This scene lasted for several days.

The demonic cloud millstone spun wildly, mixing the power of the laws with the demonic essence, crushing, fusing, and reshaping it.

And this took several more days.

Qin He has even lost his sense of the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, the originally mixed demonic energy gradually turned pale gold, becoming more condensed. The demonic patterns on the edge of the millstone also gained more golden lines, making it look even more eerie.

When Qin He's fingertips stopped trembling, the scene within his dantian finally stabilized.

The fragment of the primordial law has disappeared, replaced by a golden-black pillar of light beneath the millstone.

The top of the pillar of light connects to the millstone, while the bottom is embedded deep in the dantian, like a star tree rooted in the netherworld.