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

Clearly, the sect leader has already transplanted the older ones, leaving these younger ones for him to continue cultivating.

At the edge of the space stood an exquisite wooden house built of verdant bamboo. With a thought, Han Li's spiritual body appeared in front of the house. Pushing open the door, he found the interior clean and tidy, filled with a faint fragrance of herbs.

The most eye-catching feature is the dozens of rows of jade shelves placed against the wall, on which countless palm-sized jade boxes are neatly stacked. Each jade box has a note attached, with the name, characteristics, and cultivation tips of the seed marked in elegant handwriting. Some even indicate the possible uses and rarity of the seed.

Han Li glanced at it briefly, and his shock only deepened.

There are probably no fewer than several thousand jade boxes here! Moreover, judging from the labels, they cover almost all the rare medicinal herbs he knows, and there are many varieties that he has never heard of or seen before.

"Seven-Star Begonia", "Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng", "Dragon Scale Fruit", "Phoenix Blood Wutong", "Netherworld Grass", "Golden Thunder Bamboo"... These names, which are described as miraculous and rare in ancient books, now lie quietly in these jade boxes in the form of seeds.

"This...this is simply..."

Han Li felt a sudden dryness in his mouth and his heart pounding.

He had initially thought the sect leader was just casually giving him some seeds to test his abilities, but he never expected it to be such a vast and precious collection! The life's treasures of that late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator were indeed extraordinary!
After the initial shock, an indescribable excitement and sense of mission welled up within him. The sect leader entrusting him with such a weighty responsibility was clearly a great recognition and appreciation of his planting talent! If he could successfully cultivate these seeds, his future status within the Tianxing Sect would undoubtedly rise significantly, and the promises of Foundation Establishment and magical treasures would not be empty words!

Despite his excitement, Han Li did not let it cloud his judgment.

He possessed the precious treasure, the Little Green Bottle, which could not be revealed in the slightest, and had to be extremely cautious in his actions. He usually stayed in the sect's spiritual fields.

He would mix dozens or even hundreds of ordinary medicinal herb seeds together, then use a drop of green liquid diluted several times or even dozens of times to accelerate their growth, thus concealing the miraculous effects of the small bottle and only showing that he was "skilled in planting and had good luck".

But right now, each of these seeds is incredibly precious. Many jade boxes contain only a single, solitary seed, labeled with phrases like "suspected extinct" or "only one seed remaining." The old, rudimentary methods certainly won't work; we must be more meticulous and ensure a high success rate.

He carefully removed ten jade boxes, each labeled relatively commonly and containing more than one seed, and opened them. Each jade box contained smaller compartments and miniature arrays to maintain the seed's activity. The seeds inside varied in shape; some resembled grains of rice, others pearls, and still others were covered in peculiar patterns, all radiating a faint spiritual light.

Han Li took a deep breath and took out the small, seemingly ordinary dark green bottle that had been with him for many years. The bottle was cool to the touch but warm to the touch.

He uncorked the bottle, and a faint, invigorating fragrance wafted out.

He carefully drew a drop of crystal-clear liquid, emitting a hazy green light, from the bottle opening—it was the mysterious green liquid.

He divided the drop of green liquid into ten extremely small portions and dripped each portion onto one of the ten selected seeds.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The moment those seeds came into contact with the green liquid, they seemed to be infused with boundless vitality. The radiance on their surface suddenly became brighter, the seed coats became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even tiny buds began to emerge, exuding vigorous vitality!
"It really works!"

Han Li's eyes gleamed, and he couldn't suppress his excitement. The miraculous effects of the little green bottle applied equally to these rare seeds! Moreover, because these seeds were of extremely high quality, their reaction to the green liquid seemed to be more pronounced and rapid than that of ordinary seeds.

This means that, if handled properly, he has a very high chance of successfully cultivating all of these seeds!

Han Li possesses a pseudo-spiritual root with four attributes, placing him among the worst in the cultivation world. In his early years, he was deceived by Doctor Mo and nearly became a cultivation vessel, suffering many misfortunes. It wasn't until he joined the Tianxing Sect and came into contact with genuine cultivation techniques that he finally embarked on the right path.

In recent years, with the help of the spiritual medicine that the little green bottle used to accelerate his cultivation, his cultivation progressed extremely quickly, even surprising some disciples with single spiritual roots.

This rekindled his hope for his future.

Now, having gained the sect leader's favor and taken on such an important task, Han Li seemed to see a broader future. The sect leader was suspected to be at the Nascent Soul stage, possessing extraordinary abilities. If he could continue to be valued by the sect leader and make contributions based on his "planting expertise," breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, condensing the Golden Core, and even... touching the legendary Nascent Soul stage no longer seemed like an unattainable dream!

He suppressed his excitement, set aside the ten jade boxes containing the seeds that had already been used, and took out a blank jade slip to begin recording the details of the seeds in each box, the quantity used, the experimental reactions, and so on. The small green bottle could only produce one drop of green liquid per day, so he had to plan carefully and avoid waste. He had already used one-tenth of a drop today, with good results; tomorrow he could continue trying other types of seeds.

After doing all this, Han Li withdrew his consciousness from the spatial medicine garden and carefully kept it close to his body.

He looked around at the thriving spiritual field under his responsibility, his heart filled with enthusiasm.

This is his public "achievement," while the mission in the Space Medicine Garden is his real opportunity and test.

Neither should be relaxed.

He steadied himself and began to use the Cloud and Rain Technique even more diligently to irrigate the spiritual field. At the same time, he was already planning which rarer seeds he should try first tomorrow.

……

At the same time, Ying Xuan appeared at the highest point of the Tianxing Mountains, atop a solitary peak jutting out into the sea of ​​clouds.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, looking down at the thriving yet subtly troubled sect below.

As far as the eye can see, the once barren mountains and valleys are now covered with newly cultivated spiritual fields, the colorful soil shimmering in the sunlight. Although there is still a considerable distance to go before all 108 spiritual vein nodes are covered, the progress has visibly accelerated considerably.

This was naturally the result of the stimulation from those thirteen Nascent Soul cultivation techniques.

Nestled among the mountains, the newly established weapon-refining hall, alchemy hall, spiritual plant hall, talisman-making hall, and array-making hall each occupy a peak or valley rich in spiritual energy. Construction is in full swing, staff selection is underway, and areas are being divided. Numerous disciples move about among them, creating an atmosphere that is both orderly and vibrant.

The most bustling place was still the enormous valley specifically used for refining spirit soil. At this moment, hundreds of makeshift refining furnaces within the valley were burning at full power, radiating scorching heat. Led by over a hundred Golden Core elders, thousands of Foundation Establishment disciples took turns pouring their full spiritual energy into the furnaces, refining the five-colored spirit soil. Further afield, many Qi Refining disciples were organized, using storage bags or simple transport spells to transport large quantities of ordinary soil from the outer edges of the mountain range and even further afield to the valley entrance. The entire valley was a hive of activity, with spirit soil production increasing more than tenfold compared to before!
The entire Tianxing Sect appeared thriving, with the number of disciples already exceeding 15,000 and continuing to increase. Although the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth had decreased somewhat due to the increase in disciples and the consumption of spiritual fields, it still far surpassed any other blessed cultivation ground in the country, greatly benefiting all disciples. However, Ying Xuan's gaze grew increasingly deep, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Behind the prosperity lie hidden crises and huge shortcomings.

First, there is a shortage of Foundation Establishment Pills. The Tianxing Sect currently has over ten thousand disciples in the Qi Refining stage, of whom at least eight hundred to a thousand have reached the Qi Refining Perfection stage and are ready to attempt Foundation Establishment.

However, the main ingredients of the Foundation Establishment Pill were firmly monopolized by the seven major sects, with very few remaining outside and their prices exorbitantly high. The newly established Tianxing Sect had neither a stable source of Foundation Establishment Pills nor the ability to refine them on its own.

This forces many Qi Refining Perfection disciples to continue their arduous cultivation, accumulating spiritual power, but they are unable to take that crucial step. If this continues, it will not only dampen the disciples' enthusiasm but also lead to a serious shortage of mid-level power within the sect.

Secondly, there is a scarcity of ritual implements. Most of the disciples come from independent practitioners or small, humble families, and they themselves don't have many decent ritual implements.

Even though Ying Xuan had previously poured dozens of magical treasures and hundreds of magical artifacts into the treasure vault, it was still a drop in the ocean for tens of thousands of disciples. Many disciples could only rely on their own magic and a few crude talismans when carrying out missions, going out for training, or even fighting with others, which greatly reduced their combat power and made their safety a concern.

These are all crucial issues concerning the sect's foundation and development speed. And in Ying Xuan's view, the key to solving these problems lies in only one thing—resources! Massive, monopolized resources!
His gaze turned to the distance, towards the direction of the seven major sects of Yue Kingdom, and a cold killing intent gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Foundation Building Pills, magical artifacts, alchemy and artifact refining materials, complete inheritances of various systems... all of these are in your hands."

Ying Xuan felt a chill in his heart.

"If the Tianxing Sect wants to truly rise and become the number one sect in this world, it must gather all these resources together!"

Only when the Tianxing Sect becomes the undisputed number one sect, controlling absolute power and the vast majority of resources, can the library gather all the classic books in the world, the treasure vault be filled with top-tier magic weapons, the disciples no longer have to worry about Foundation Establishment Pills, and the weapon refining hall and alchemy hall have enough materials to practice and develop.

This isn't a dinner party; it's the law of the cultivation world—survival of the fittest, winner takes all!

He slowly raised his right hand, and a flash of light appeared in his palm. The exquisite nine-story pagoda, which he had obtained from Xiang Zhili and was entirely golden, emerged and floated silently. Although the pagoda's spiritual light had dimmed slightly, its pure material, ingenious structure, and profound Daoist charm were still awe-inspiring.

"A Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure... a prototype approaching a celestial artifact."

Ying Xuan gently stroked the tower with his fingertips, feeling the immense golden spiritual power and a trace of ancient and profound defensive Daoist charm contained within it.

"According to the rules of this world, the Heavenly Treasures seem to be mostly related to the cultivator's own spiritual root attributes and comprehension, and are highly condensed and manifested fragments of the laws. Unfortunately, the path to ascension in this world is almost cut off, and the world itself has no hope of growth. Leaving these treasures, which are close to immortal artifacts, here is truly a waste of their brilliance, and the power of the laws will gradually fade away."

His eyes narrowed, and he had already made up his mind.

"Only by bringing it back to the Great Qin World, nurturing it with the power of the world's growth, and integrating it with more complete laws, can it truly transform and become a true immortal artifact that grows with the world! Only in this way can its material and potential be lived up to."

As he pondered how to begin the initial refining of the tower, he suddenly felt something and looked up towards the direction of the mountain gate.

Almost simultaneously, a transmission talisman flew to him. It was from the Golden Core elder guarding the mountain gate, and his voice carried a hint of tension and respect.

"Reporting to the sect leader, the leaders of the seven sects of Yue Kingdom have come to visit and have arrived at the mountain gate, requesting an audience."

finally come.

Ying Xuan's face remained expressionless. He had known this day would come sooner or later, ever since he sent seven messengers with the Devouring God Yin Thunder Talisman. He just hadn't expected that these seven would arrive so "in unison."

"Granted. Lead them to Welcoming Peak to wait, I will arrive shortly there."

Ying Xuan replied indifferently, but did not set off immediately.

He wanted to see how these seven top figures in the Yue Kingdom's cultivation world would react to the current Tianxing Sect.

Outside the mountain gate, seven mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, led by Elder Linghu of Huangfeng Valley, each accompanied by a trusted Golden Core disciple, gazed up at the magnificent Tianxing Mountain Range with complex expressions.

After receiving that terrifying black talisman, how could they dare to be negligent in the slightest? They each prepared generous gifts as an "apology" at the fastest speed and contacted each other urgently, agreeing to come together, both to bolster their courage and to test each other's strengths and weaknesses.

However, just as they reached the mountain peak inscribed with the three giant characters "Tianxing Sect" and were about to communicate with each other using their divine sense, a sudden change occurred!
On the mountain cliffs.

The three giant characters of "Tianxing Sect," each tens of meters tall and written in a flamboyant style, seemed to come alive! An indescribable, vast, majestic, and domineering will, accompanied by dazzling starlight, crashed into the consciousness of the seven Nascent Soul cultivators like an invisible tsunami!
"Om-!"

The seven of them groaned in unison, their faces turning deathly pale! They felt as if their nascent souls had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand, ceasing to pulsate, and the spiritual energy flowing through their bodies instantly stagnated! Their consciousness felt as if it had sunk into a quagmire, becoming incredibly heavy and sluggish, and their thoughts even went blank for a brief moment!
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, yet it also felt like it had only been a moment.

When that terrifying will receded like the tide, the seven Nascent Soul elders found themselves still standing in the same spot, without moving an inch, but their foreheads were covered in fine cold sweat, and their backs were soaked.

Illusion? No! It's definitely not a simple illusion! It's a pressure that directly affects the nascent soul and the origin of divine consciousness! It contains some higher-level power that they cannot understand!

The seven exchanged bewildered glances, each seeing undisguised shock and lingering fear in the other's eyes. Could mere three words on the mountain gate possess such power? Was the leader of the Tianxing Sect truly only at the late Nascent Soul stage?

The Golden Core elder of the Tianxing Sect who was leading the way seemed to have anticipated this scene. With a humble yet undeniable smile on his face, he bowed again and said.

"Esteemed seniors, the sect leader is waiting for you in the mountains. Please follow me inside." (End of Chapter)