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

"I have learned the methods for establishing spiritual veins and refining spiritual soil in this world."

Ying Shaoyang pondered to himself.

"When we returned to the Great Qin, the imperial palace was thousands of miles in circumference. Although it was nourished by spiritual roots and spiritual herbs grew naturally, most of it was still ordinary soil, with only a small piece of five-colored soil. It was far inferior to the regular spiritual soil that was refined using secret methods in this world."

A plan took shape in his mind.

"It seems that the first thing I should do upon returning is to mobilize resources and cover my palace with this kind of spiritual soil!"

Inside the Ancestral Hall in Huangfeng Valley.

Linghu Patriarch was discussing with several trusted elders how to deal with the Tianxing Sect, his brows furrowed, the atmosphere heavy. Suddenly, a Golden Core cultivator on duty rushed in, looking flustered, and respectfully presented a jet-black talisman that exuded an ominous aura.

“Ancestor, an envoy from the Heavenly Star Sect has come to visit and left this talisman, stating that it must be reviewed by the Ancestor in person.”

Linghu Patriarch's gaze fell on the black talisman. At first, he was a little puzzled, but the moment his divine sense touched it, his expression changed drastically!

"not good!"

Almost instinctively, he retreated rapidly, and an ancient bronze shield instantly enlarged, emitting a thick yellow light to protect his body. In his other hand, he tightly gripped a chilling white jade whisk, as if facing a formidable enemy!
The black talisman did not activate; it simply floated quietly. However, the trace of destructive lightning contained within it, which seemed capable of annihilating the soul, made even Linghu, an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, feel his heart pound and his spine go cold!

Upon seeing this, the Golden Core cultivator quickly bowed and explained.

“Ancestor, please calm down! The envoy from the Tianxing Sect said that this talisman is one of the seven black talismans that their sect leader casually condensed. It was sent to the seven sects only so that the ancestors could understand its meaning.”

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Linghu was even more horrified. Casually condensed? Seven? He had no doubt that if this talisman had been activated unexpectedly, he would have been severely injured, if not killed! And the other six had clearly already been sent to the other six sects…

Cold sweat instantly soaked Linghu Laozu's back.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and bowed deeply towards Tianxing Mountain, his posture extremely humble, his tone even carrying a hint of apprehension.

"Sect Leader Ying... Sect Leader Ying's supernatural powers are unparalleled, I... no, I admire him the most! It was my fault for not being able to go and offer my congratulations in time, and I feel deeply ashamed! Please tell Sect Leader Ying that I will personally go to Tianxing Mountain within three days to apologize!"

Similar scenarios played out at almost the same time in the other six major sects, including the Hidden Moon Sect, the Giant Sword Sect, and the Spirit Beast Mountain.

After witnessing firsthand the terror of the Devouring God Yin Thunder Talisman, every Nascent Soul Grandmaster reacted in exactly the same way as Grandmaster Linghu—to submit. Faced with a late-stage Grandmaster who could casually craft talismans that threatened the lives of Nascent Soul cultivators, any thought of resisting head-on seemed laughable and presumptuous.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Tianxing Sect's library.

Ying Shaoyang stood in front of rows of bookshelves, casually picking up a few jade slips. As he scanned them with his divine sense, his expression gradually darkened, becoming increasingly grim.

Behind him, several Golden Core elders in charge of the library stood respectfully with their hands at their sides, not daring to breathe loudly. They felt an invisible low pressure enveloping the entire library, making them uneasy.

"Humph!"

Ying Shaoyang snorted coldly, casually tossing a jade slip back onto the bookshelf, his voice icy.

"These are the classic texts you have collected?"

He turned around abruptly, his gaze sweeping over the elders behind him like a sharp blade.

"Alchemy, weapon crafting, talisman making, array formation, spiritual plant cultivation... At a glance, they are all very similar, or even just different names for the same thing, yet they are brazenly included to fill the archives, a mere formality! Is this how you serve your sect?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling air of authority and fury.

"Who is in charge of collecting and verifying the classic texts? Hmm?"

The final cold snort, accompanied by a faint hint of killing intent, made the legs of several Golden Core elders go weak, and they almost knelt on the ground.

Elder Sun Miao, who was in charge of the matter, turned pale and knelt down with a thud, banging his head on the ground and pleading in a tearful voice.

"Sect Leader, please calm down! Sect Leader, please calm down! It's not that I haven't done my best, it's just that... it's just that those small sects and families have sent a huge number of books and jade slips in order to exchange for points! I... I alone simply cannot distinguish the genuine from the fake and the good from the bad!"

He raised his head, his face full of grievance and fear.

"Moreover...moreover, you previously instructed that all the books must be collected, not a single one should be overlooked. Your subordinate...your subordinate can only obey your orders and collect them all, registering them in the catalog..."

He secretly hated those minor sects that sent him worthless books to fool him, feeling that they were playing him for fools and trying to cheat him out of sect points.

Just then!

"Thump—!!!"

A loud and melodious bell rang out from the main peak of the Tianxing Mountains, its sound waves spreading far and wide, echoing among the mountains.

Upon hearing the bell signaling an urgent summons from the sect leader, the Golden Core cultivators scattered throughout the Tianxing Mountain Range, whether cultivating or handling affairs, dared not delay for a moment, transforming into streaks of light and rushing towards the Tianxing Palace at the highest peak as quickly as possible.

In a short while, more than a hundred Golden Core cultivators had gathered inside the main hall.

As soon as they entered, they sensed something was wrong. They saw Elder Sun Miao, who was in charge of the library, kneeling below with a deathly pale face, while the sect leader Ying Shaoyang, who sat above, had a seemingly calm expression, but the entire hall was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of oppression.

Ying Shaoyang sat seemingly casually, but in his heart he was pondering the differences brought about by different cultivation systems. Orthodox Taoist cultivation methods emphasize the unity of essence, qi, and spirit to condense the primordial spirit when one is at a low level. As cultivation level increases, the essence of the soul is also strengthened.

The cultivation methods of this realm only begin to involve the soul at the Nascent Soul stage, and their strengthening effects are far inferior to those of the former.

He did not intentionally release his pressure at this moment; it was merely a wisp of his primordial spirit energy that was unconsciously released. If a primordial spirit cultivator from the Great Qin world were here, they would certainly be able to withstand it easily.

However, these Golden Core cultivators before him were all shaken and showed signs of discomfort.

This made him sigh inwardly at the different areas of emphasis in different cultivation systems.

His divine sense clearly detected that several Golden Core cultivators experienced intense emotional fluctuations upon entering the main hall and seeing Sun Miao kneeling on the ground. Although they outwardly maintained composure, the ripples of emotion they felt in that instant were as evident as lights in the dark under his powerful primordial spirit perception.

Ying Shaoyang leaned back slightly in his chair, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd below. A faint smile suddenly appeared in his voice, breaking the deathly silence in the hall.

"Elder Sun is responsible for collecting and cataloging ancient texts. When he sees different texts, he will naturally collect them as ordered. Sending hundreds of jade slips at once, unless someone is tired of living, who would dare to examine them all carefully with their divine sense?" He changed the subject, his voice still smiling, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, like ice picks piercing everyone.

"Now, in the library, I see many books that are either very similar or have been re-enacted after being modified... Elders, what do you think should be done about this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the Golden Core elders who had previously experienced violent fluctuations in their minds turned ashen! They desperately suppressed their inner panic, but the more they suppressed it, the more violently their mental fluctuations became, thumping like drums in Ying Shaoyang's perception.

Elder Zhao Xuan's expression darkened. He stepped forward, bowed, and said.

"Sect Leader, if it is confirmed that anyone has used inferior goods to deceive the sect and fraudulently obtain points, according to the sect rules, all treasures they redeemed with points will be confiscated, their cultivation will be abolished, and they will be expelled from the sect! Those with serious offenses will be executed without mercy!"

Another Golden Core elder, who was more upright in nature, immediately echoed his sentiment.

"Elder Zhao is absolutely right! He dares to deceive even sects that are still establishing themselves. If the sect is in trouble in the future, such a villain will surely be the first to flee, or even turn against us! I absolutely do not believe such behavior!"

These words struck the unsettled elders like a heavy hammer blow.

They knew that all exchanges and contributions in the library were recorded in detail, and if the sect leader used spells like bewitching magic to find out what happened, it would be a piece of cake!
A wave of overwhelming fear washed over them instantly.

Ying Xuan's gaze slowly swept over the hundred or so Golden Core cultivators below, who were trembling with fear. The faint smile he had just given them had vanished, and his face was as cold as frost. The temperature in the hall seemed to drop even further, and many Golden Core cultivators felt cold sweat trickling down their backs, not daring to even breathe.

"It seems that during the few days I was in seclusion researching cultivation techniques, some people thought that the Tianxing Sect was newly established and that the rules could be manipulated at will, and that points could be easily obtained through deception?"

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was like an icicle, striking the hearts of everyone present.

Those elders whose mental state was most turbulent were now deathly pale, their legs trembling slightly.

Ying Xuan did not call out names immediately, but instead turned his gaze to Sun Miao, who was kneeling on the ground, and spoke indifferently.

"Elder Sun, you are in charge of collecting the classics and keeping records of the points exchanged. Let me ask you, in the past few days, has anyone exchanged a large number of crude and duplicate jade slips for points, and then used these points to exchange for magical treasures in the treasure vault, or even... the Nascent Soul cultivation technique that I personally set up a restriction on in the library?"

Sun Miao trembled, knowing this was his only chance to redeem himself, and dared not hide anything, speaking in a trembling voice.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, there are indeed... there are indeed several elders who contributed hundreds of jade slips. After my subsequent verification, I found that there are many... many repetitions and poor quality in the contents."

The points they exchanged were enormous. Elder Chen exchanged for a magical artifact, the 'Mystic Turtle Shield,' while Elders Li, Wang, and Zhao each exchanged for a Nascent Soul cultivation technique!

The four people who were named were immediately struck dumb! Elder Chen's face turned deathly pale.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Sect Leader, spare me! Sect Leader, spare me! I...I was just confused for a moment, greedy for the power of that magic weapon, I...I'm willing to return it immediately!"

The other three people whose names were called out to exchange for the Nascent Soul cultivation technique looked ashen-faced. Elder Li, in particular, tried to explain, his voice trembling.

"Sect Leader, you are wise! I... I exchanged for cultivation techniques for the sake of the sect's future, hoping to break through to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible and increase the sect's combat strength!"

"For the sake of the sect?"

Ying Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"The rules I established state that those who exchange for Nascent Soul cultivation techniques must make significant contributions to their sect and be jointly guaranteed by at least three Golden Core elders. Before breaking through in seclusion, they must also swear a solemn oath against their inner demons, vowing never to betray Tianxing. Have you three fulfilled these vows?"

The three were speechless.

Using some tattered jade slips accumulated by their small families and sects, they swindled a huge amount of points. Taking advantage of Sun Miao's inability to review the applications and Ying Xuan's seclusion, they eagerly exchanged for the Nascent Soul cultivation techniques they had been dreaming of. They didn't care about those complicated rules at all. They only thought about getting their hands on them first, secretly studying them, and then dealing with the rest once they were stronger.

The law enforcement elder Zhao Xuan, who had been observing coldly, stepped forward, pointed at Elder Li, and said hatefully.

"Sect Leader! When this fiend was exchanging cultivation techniques that day, I reminded him to follow the rules, but he retorted with 'We are all elders, why should we meddle in other people's business?' Clearly, he harbors ulterior motives and disregards the sect rules!"

Ying Xuan stopped listening to any explanations and slowly raised his right hand.

"Elder Chen, coveting magical treasures, used inferior products to cheat and gain points."

He slightly raised his fingertip, and an invisible burst of energy shot out, causing the Xuan Turtle Shield in Elder Chen's arms to fly out uncontrollably and hover in mid-air.

"Take back your magic weapon and expel you from the Tianxing Sect. Considering this is your first offense, I will spare your cultivation. Now get out of here."

Upon hearing this, Elder Chen felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He disregarded his heartache over the magic treasure and scrambled out of the main hall without daring to look back.

Ying Xuan's gaze fell on the remaining three people, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

"The three of you have crossed the line by exchanging Nascent Soul cultivation techniques in secret."

His voice was eerily calm.

"The foundation of the Tianxing Sect cannot be shaken by such parasites."

Before he finished speaking, he gently clenched his fist with his palm facing upwards.

"boom--!!!"

Above the dome of the main hall, among the faintly visible phantom images of the 108 stars, three streaks of light suddenly flashed and disappeared. At the same time, three thin, yet extremely dazzling, silver bolts of lightning struck down without warning from above the heads of the three elders, Li, Wang, and Zhao!
The lightning came too fast and too strangely, without any sign of fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; it was as if it was meant to appear there all along.

"Do not--!!!"

The three only managed to let out a short, shrill scream before their protective aura shattered like paper. Their bodies stiffened instantly in the lightning, and the light in their eyes quickly dimmed and vanished. There was no flying blood or flesh, no earth-shattering explosion, only three wisps of green smoke rising, leaving behind three slightly dim golden cores and three lonely storage bags.

Soul fly away!

They don't even have the chance to be reincarnated!
The entire hall was deathly silent, like a tomb.

All the Golden Core elders, including Zhao Xuan, Qian Kun, and Sun Miao, were horrified, their hearts almost stopping.

They could sense that the three bolts of lightning contained an extremely pure and destructive will, targeting the very essence of the soul. Let alone a Golden Core cultivator, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would likely be in grave danger if struck by one!
The sect leader... actually dared to kill, and killed so decisively, so terrifyingly!
Ying Xuan waved his sleeve, putting away the three golden pills and the storage bag as if he were merely brushing off a few specks of dust. (End of Chapter)