Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

"Number of people? That's a secret. But it's far more than you can imagine."

He paused, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick walls of the Sharpening Hall, landing on the silent Heavenly Blade inside.

"Song Que is at the pinnacle of this world, unparalleled in the art of the sword. However, within our Embroidered Uniform Guard, he is merely ordinary. It is not that he is weak, but rather that the world of this realm is fragile, and space is as fragile as paper, which binds the strong and limits their power."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhixin was utterly shocked!

The eldest brother, Song Que, whose name is known throughout the world as the Heavenly Blade, is merely "ordinary" in this person's eyes?
Moreover, the other party actually stated that the world here is weak and the space is fragile? This coincides with the strange phenomena of the world that these top experts have vaguely sensed!

Just then, the tightly closed doors of the Sharpening Hall opened silently.

A figure walked out slowly.

He was tall and straight, with an ancient and simple face, and eyes as deep as the starry sky. He had no imposing aura, yet he seemed to be one with the whole world.

It was none other than Song Que, the "Heavenly Blade"!
Song Que's gaze fell on Lin Qian, sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to see right through him.

He felt unprecedented pressure, not from the deliberate aura released by the other party, but from an absolute gap in their level of existence!
"What brings you to see me, sir?"

Song Que's voice was calm and even, yet it carried a chilling edge.

Lin Qian looked directly at Song Que and got straight to the point.

"By order of His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin, I have come to recruit you. Song Que, you possess exceptional talent, unwavering resolve, and, more importantly, a deep commitment to the Han dynasty and a reluctance to allow foreign tribes to encroach upon the Central Plains. His Majesty values ​​your talent and has specially ordered me to invite you to join the Great Qin Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

His tone shifted, becoming meaningful.

"Lingnan and Shu regions have large populations. Subduing them in your hands will facilitate the orderly migration of the people from these two areas, which is a great achievement!"

Song Que's eyes flickered slightly. Joining the Embroidered Uniform Guard? Organizing the migration of people? The Emperor of Qin? These thoughts exploded in his mind.

He paused for a moment, then asked slowly.

"Where is the Great Qin...? What good would joining the Embroidered Uniform Guard do?"

Lin Qian said proudly.

"The Great Qin is a glorious celestial dynasty that transcends this world! His Majesty possesses unparalleled supernatural powers and can traverse countless realms! The Embroidered Uniform Guard is His Majesty's personal army, patrolling on behalf of Heaven! Do you know what joining it means?"
This means you will break free from this cage and step into a wider world! It means you will have the opportunity to stand shoulder to shoulder with the talents and powerful figures who have gathered in the Great Qin Dynasty throughout history! Shattering the void? That is nothing but the delusion of prisoners of this world!

Joining the Qin Dynasty means a future far broader and more real than chasing after that illusory, shattered void!

Break free from the cage! Step into a wider world! Stand shoulder to shoulder with the brilliant and outstanding figures of all time!
Song Que's calm and composed mind was now stirred up by a raging storm!

He pursued the ultimate in swordsmanship, but didn't he also want to see a wider world?

Breaking through the void was his lifelong pursuit, yet he knew it was a slim chance.

Now, a clearer and grander path lies before him!

The power the other party displayed, the aura that far exceeded the limits of this world, and the remarks about the fragility of heaven and earth all made Song Que realize that what the other party said was true!

This Qin Dynasty, this Embroidered Uniform Guard, is probably the mysterious force that stirs up the winds and clouds of the world!
His eyes flashed with an unprecedented light, as if he had made up his mind, and he solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Qian.

"Song Que is willing to serve His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin! He wishes to join the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

"it is good!"

Lin Qian's face showed a satisfied expression.

"A wise man submits to circumstances! Song Que, you have made the wisest choice!"

Seeing his elder brother agree so readily, Song Zhi, though still harboring doubts, knew that this was an inevitable trend that the Song family could not resist.

He quickly stepped forward, bowed to Lin Qian, and asked.

"My lord! My Song family is willing to do everything in our power to assist in organizing the migration of people from Lingnan and Shu! I wonder... I wonder what reward my Song family will receive after the mission is accomplished?"

Lin Qian glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Clear rewards and punishments are the ironclad law of the Great Qin. You have all done your best, and I will truthfully report your merits to the court. The court has its own laws to reward those who have made contributions, and the results will be clear in due time. The future of the Song family depends entirely on these achievements!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi felt a little uneasy, but he also understood that this was the best possible outcome, and quickly agreed.

"Yes! The Song family will certainly do its utmost to live up to the court's expectations!"

Lin Qian said no more and gave the order directly.

"Song Que, listen to my command! Immediately, in the name of the Song family, summon all available ships in Lingnan and Shu! Whether they are official ships, merchant ships, or fishing boats, all that can carry people shall be requisitioned!"

At the same time, a notice was issued informing the public: All those willing to relocate must gather at designated locations on both sides of the Yangtze River within one month! Latecomers will not be accepted!

His gaze sharpened as he looked at Song Que.

"This is His Majesty's decree! The deadline is one month! It must be completed! At that time, His Majesty will open the gateway to the Great Qin in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River! This is the only chance for you, and for the people of Lingnan and Shu, to escape the shackles of this world! Any delay will be punished according to military law!"

"Song Que obeys!"

Song Que solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute, his eyes gleaming with determination.

He knew that this was not just a mission, but also his first battle to prove his worth after joining the Qin Dynasty!
Lingnan Tian Dao: Never Afraid of Challenges!

Lin Qian nodded slightly, and with a flicker, disappeared, leaving only Song Que and Song Zhi standing in the empty square, their hearts surging with emotion, unable to calm down for a long time.

A massive migration concerning the fate of millions of people in Lingnan and Sichuan was thus set in motion.

Emperor's Peak, Cihang Jingzhai.

The once serene and tranquil Buddhist holy site is now filled with an oppressive atmosphere, as if a storm is brewing.

The host, Fan Qinghui, sat facing several elderly monks who were the last remaining members of the Buddhist community. Everyone had a solemn expression and a gloomy mood.

"Master, the poisonous energy-absorbing technique spread by that tyrannical Emperor Yang Guang has left endless repercussions! Now, the demonic forces are rising rapidly, and the very foundation of our Buddhist community has been almost completely uprooted! Temples across the country are reduced to less than one-tenth of their original size, and believers have been almost entirely lost!"

An old monk with white eyebrows spoke with a voice filled with grief and indignation, tinged with a deep sense of powerlessness.

"What's even more worrying is that group of Imperial Guards who suddenly appeared!"

Another old monk looked worried.

"Their strength is beyond comprehension! They can tear through space at will! Their numbers... are beyond our comprehension! Our Buddhist sect is currently weak, and facing such a powerful enemy, we are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot! Our foundation... is in grave danger!"

Fan Qinghui sat upright in the main seat, her usually calm and composed face now filled with solemnity and worry.

She saw further than the monks present. Those Imperial Guards, and the eunuchs of the Eastern Depot who seemed to share the same origin but were different, had a style of operation and a level of power that were completely beyond the comprehension of this world.

They seemed to come from another world, descending with an overwhelming power.

According to reports from spies, the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Eastern Depot seem to belong to different systems.

Fan Qinghui spoke slowly, her voice tinged with weariness.

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard is gathering intelligence everywhere and cracking down on the martial arts world with ruthless methods. Meanwhile, the eunuchs of the Eastern Depot... seem to be looking for someone, with a clear target."

She paused and glanced at the crowd.

"Among them, there are reports that people from the Eastern Depot had been searching for news about Consort Xuan in the Luoyang area."

Shi Feixuan stood to the side, her delicate brows furrowing slightly upon hearing this.

“Feixuan is the successor of my Jingzhai sect. She possesses the He Shi Bi jade, which is related to the fate of the world.” Fan Qinghui looked at Shi Feixuan with determination in her eyes.

"Given this critical situation, perhaps... Feixuan could try to contact the people of the Eastern Depot to ascertain their true intentions, which might offer a glimmer of hope for our Buddhist sect!"

Upon hearing this, the old monks exchanged glances. Although they felt that this move was extremely risky, the Buddhist community was currently in dire straits and seemed to have no other choice.

"disciple……"

Shi Feixuan was about to accept the order.

A loud bang shattered the tranquility of Emperor's Peak!
The tightly closed gates of Jingzhai, along with the several disciples guarding them, were instantly reduced to dust as if struck by an invisible giant hammer!

More than a dozen dark figures suddenly appeared outside the Jingzhai Hall!
They were dressed in dark eunuch robes, their aura cold and stern, like a deep, cold pool – they were the inner guards of the Eastern Depot!
The leader, with a face as cold and hard as iron, was none other than Chu Shiqi, a junior officer of the Eastern Depot!
Where is Shi Feixuan?

Chu Shiqi's voice was like ice rubbing together, devoid of any emotion.

"presumptuous!"

Fan Qinghui was both shocked and furious, and shouted at her sharply.

"What kind of demon dares to trespass on the pure land of my Buddhist temple!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already leaped up, her whisk transforming into thousands of silver threads, carrying a sharp Buddhist light, piercing straight at Chu Shiqi's face!
This strike contained all of her life's cultivation, enough to severely injure any grandmaster in this world!

Chu Shiqi merely snorted coldly and flicked his finger!
A finger gust of wind, condensed to the extreme and almost imperceptible, shot out!

Fan Qinghui's silver whisk, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, snapped inch by inch in an instant!
The force of the blow was undiminished, easily piercing through her protective aura and striking her Tanzhong acupoint on her chest with pinpoint accuracy!

"Ugh!"

Fan Qinghui was struck as if by lightning. She spat out blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into a pillar in the main hall. She collapsed to the ground, her face ashen, and her breath instantly became extremely weak!
One move! Just one move! The leader of the Buddhist sect couldn't even withstand a single finger from his opponent!
"Master!"

Shi Feixuan exclaimed in surprise and was about to step forward.

"Take it!"

Chu Shiqi's icy voice rang out.

Several Eastern Depot guards flashed and appeared beside Shi Feixuan!

Shi Feixuan felt as if the space around her had frozen, and an irresistible and terrifying force had firmly imprisoned her!
She couldn't even move a finger before she was easily subdued!

At the same time, the remaining guards of the Eastern Depot rushed towards the terrified old monks inside the hall!

"Death to the evildoer!"

An old monk roared and unleashed a powerful palm strike, the wind from which howled!

"Amitabha!"

Another old monk chanted Buddhist mantras, and his whole body radiated golden light!
Their resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of the Eastern Depot's internal guards!

scoff!scoff!
Space was like a fragile piece of cloth, easily torn apart by the faint power that dissipated during their battle!
One after another, pitch-black spatial rifts appeared!
With a casual wave of his hand, an old monk's Vajra Palm technique shattered, and half of his body was swallowed by a suddenly appearing spatial rift, instantly turning into nothingness!

Another guard flicked his fingers repeatedly, sending several gusts of wind piercing through the golden light and pinning another old monk to the wall, his blood staining the Buddha statue red!
Screams, cries of alarm, and the hissing sound of space tearing apart were all mixed together!
Within a few breaths, the few remaining high-ranking members of the Buddhist community in the hall had already died!
Blood stained the blue brick floor, and a strong stench of blood permeated the Buddhist hall!
Chu Shiqi watched all of this indifferently, as if he were watching a group of ants struggling.

He walked up to Shi Feixuan, who was being restrained, his voice completely calm.

"Imperial order to arrest people; those who resist will be executed."

His gaze swept over the critically injured and dying Fan Qinghui, and the mess in the hall, and he added.

"Mortal religions that attempt to seize imperial power and interfere in court affairs are courting death. There is no place for you within the borders of Great Qin!"

After saying that, he didn't look at Fan Qinghui, whose face was ashen, again, and waved his hand.

"take away!"

Shi Feixuan was lifted up by two guards and taken away from this sacred Buddhist site amidst Fan Qinghui's despairing gaze.

On Emperor's Peak, only devastation and death remained.

Shi Feixuan was blindfolded and felt her body being moved at high speed, with the wind whistling in her ears and a slight tearing sensation coming from the space from time to time.

After an unknown amount of time, she was put down and her blindfold was removed.

The blinding light made her squint, and after her eyes adjusted, she found herself inside the cabin of a huge multi-story ship.

The cabin was spacious and beautifully decorated, but it felt more like a temporary prison.

But she wasn't the only one inside the cabin!
She saw Shen Luoyan, the beautiful and resourceful strategist of Wagang Village!

I saw Shang Xiuxun, the dashing owner of Pegasus Ranch!
I saw the world-renowned talented woman, Shang Xiufang!
I saw the spirited Li Xiuning from the Li family in Taiyuan!
I saw Li Shimin's gentle and charming fiancée, Changsun Wan'er!

I saw Shi Qingxuan, the beautiful and refined woman from Youlin Xiaozhu!
Even... there's her nemesis, the demoness Wanwan from the Yin Gui Sect!
Familiar or unfamiliar, stunningly beautiful faces gathered in the cabin, their expressions a mixture of fear, unease, anger, or bewilderment.

They are all the most renowned and extraordinary women in this world!
"What...what's going on?"

Shi Feixuan asked in a trembling voice, her usually composed face losing its composure for the first time.

"Hmph! What else could it be?"

Wanwan sneered, her alluring face filled with mockery and barely perceptible fear.

"We've been grabbed like chicks and locked in this big cage! It looks like they're going to pack us up and take us away!"

Her words caused a suppressed commotion in the cabin.

Although the women were of different backgrounds, they were all proud and arrogant, and had never suffered such humiliation.
The hatch was pushed open, and Chu Shiqi walked in expressionlessly.

His gaze swept over the women in the cabin, as if he were inspecting a shipment of goods.

“Listen up, all of you.”

Chu Shiqi's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

"By order of His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin, you who are of decent quality are hereby selected to enter the palace as palace maids."

A palace maid?!
These two words exploded like thunder in the hearts of all the women!

Who are they? They are renowned fairies, talented women, strategists, venue owners, and noble ladies! And now they are to be used as palace maids?!

"A palace maid?!"

Wanwan was the first to scream, her voice filled with unbelievable anger.

"What a joke! I am the Holy Maiden of the Yin Gui Sect! You..."

"Shut up!"

Chu Shiqi coldly interrupted her, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped Wanwan, making her face flush red, and she could no longer say anything.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty is the supreme ruler, possessing unparalleled supernatural powers, capable of traversing all the heavens and myriad worlds!"

Chu Shiqi's voice carried a sense of authority. (End of Chapter)