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

Just then, Ying Xuan turned around and faced the Tianxing Sect cultivators who were filled with gratitude and eagerness. He spoke, and his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"All disciples, listen to my command."

All the cultivators immediately stopped what they were doing, looked at Ying Xuan in unison, and bowed in response.

"The disciple is here!"

"Recover your mana on the spot."

Ying Xuan pointed around.

“This place is the frontier of our Great Qin territory. What you just cleared out were just some vanguard soldiers of the alien invasion.”

His gaze fell upon the still-glowing ley lines in the distance, and his tone turned cold.

"Behind those 'doors' lies a world teeming with such monsters. They won't give up easily; soon, more, perhaps even stronger, monsters will emerge."

Ying Xuan paused, noticing that the cultivators below showed no fear, but rather a hint of excitement and eagerness in their eyes, and continued.

"At that time, it will still be your responsibility to clean up these filthy things. Don't just fight and kill, wasting these 'materials' in vain."

He deliberately glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivators, his eyes carrying a clear hint of reproach and reminder.

"Especially you! You're all at the Nascent Soul stage, killing with gusto and absorbing blood essence quite diligently. But have you ever considered that although the blood essence of these monsters is mixed, their quantity is enormous? If you could collect, purify, and refine them into 'Blood Essence Pills' or 'Fiend Essence Pills' using secret methods, it would not only greatly benefit your own cultivation, but you could also contribute the greatest share of the benefits to us!"

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of all the Nascent Soul cultivators!

They were so focused on killing and absorbing the energy that Ying Xuan pointed it out to them, and suddenly realized what was happening, breaking out in a cold sweat!
Yes! Direct absorption is certainly refreshing, but it's actually not very efficient; a lot of the essence is wasted and dissipated! If it could be collected and refined using alchemy techniques... the effect would be more than doubled!

Moreover, according to the sect rules, the largest and best portion should rightfully be offered to the sect leader! I was so focused on getting my own benefit that I completely forgot about this! How short-sighted!

"Sect Leader, please forgive us! We were foolish!"

"This disciple knows his mistake! He will certainly remember the sect leader's teachings!"

"I will never waste materials again next time!"

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators hurriedly bowed and apologized, their faces filled with fear and lingering apology. Their minds, however, were racing, as they began to plan how to kill efficiently and collect the maximum amount of "monster materials" for their next attack, both to improve themselves and to win the sect leader's favor.

Seeing the Nascent Soul cultivators' "recognition of their mistakes and willingness to correct them," Ying Xuan nodded slightly and said no more.

He turned around again and looked at the end of the wasteland, at the ley lines that resembled wounds in the earth, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The Qin Dynasty's gains and the Tianxing Sect's "contributions" have only just begun. And what other "surprises" does that world, constantly supplying cannon fodder, hold?

Ying Xuan's divine sense, like the most precise probe, meticulously swept over the Qin soldiers below who were diligently cleaning up the battlefield and constantly throwing goblin armor and weapons back onto the Great Wall. Each piece of divine sense feedback caused his brows to furrow almost imperceptibly.

These soldiers, whether ordinary soldiers or low-ranking officers, all had terrifying bloodshot eyes. The bloodshot color was not due to fatigue, but rather an outward manifestation of their minds being eroded and their souls being polluted by long-term immersion in intense bloody energy!
They were surrounded by a fierce aura that was almost tangible, a mixture of murderous intent and goblin resentment, as if they were wearing an invisible layer of blood-red armor.

Ying Xuan was all too familiar with this situation.

The method for forging his natal magic weapon, which he passed down, can certainly enhance the soldiers' power in battle by combining their killing intent and fighting spirit with the magic weapon.

However, using such a magical artifact connected to the mind and soul for large-scale killing in such a filthy and tragic environment for a long time is tantamount to inviting evil spirits into their souls! The killing intent and the resentment of the otherworldly monsters have long been deeply imprinted into the depths of their souls.

For a short time, it might be possible to suppress it through military discipline and willpower, but Ying Xuan could clearly "see" that although many soldiers' movements were still swift, their eyes revealed an undisguised mania, numbness, and even a hint of madness about to get out of control.

If this continues, without the goblins attacking, this iron army, tempered by blood and fire, will probably collapse from within, either going completely insane or turning into monsters that only know how to kill.

"Wang Jian".

Ying Xuan's voice rang out again, carrying an unquestionable command.

"Issue the order that after the battlefield is cleared, the entire army shall immediately withdraw to the rear of the Great Wall for rest and reorganization. Without my order, no one shall step beyond the Great Wall."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian, who was directing his soldiers to frantically collect spoils of war, suddenly shuddered and turned to look at Ying Xuan on the city wall. A struggle flashed across his face, but it ultimately turned into determination, and he responded in a hoarse voice.

"This subordinate obeys the order!"

He turned and roared at the messenger beside him.

"Quickly! Issue orders to all units! Speed ​​things up! After one incense stick's time, regardless of how much has been collected, the entire army must retreat to the Great Wall! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

The order was quickly relayed. Although the soldiers were puzzled and even somewhat resentful, their iron discipline compelled them to speed up their actions without hesitation.

Looking at the barely suppressed rage and almost overflowing murderous aura in the eyes of the soldiers below, Ying Xuan understood that letting them rest was merely a temporary measure. Murderous aura entering the soul could not be eradicated by simple rest; in fact, it might even erupt faster because the battle had stopped and their minds were relaxed.

To solve this problem, perhaps we need to try some unconventional methods, or even... utilize certain characteristics of the "spiritual root" system brought by these Tianxing Sect cultivators? A vague idea took shape in his mind, but now was not the time to test it.

Just then, an elder who originally belonged to a weapon-refining sect in the Yue Kingdom, but had recently merged into the Tianxing Sect, and whose cultivation was at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, carefully flew to Ying Xuan's side and bowed respectfully to ask for instructions.

"Sect Leader, we disciples have seen piles of metal materials collected by our soldiers on the wasteland below... uh, our comrades-in-arms. Among them are some coarse iron and rare copper of decent quality."

"I wonder... if we could take some of these to craft some simple tools for temporary shelter and... to process the materials from the monsters we'll be dealing with later?"

As he spoke, his gaze couldn't help but drift toward the mountains of metal scraps and crude weapons stripped from goblins behind the Great Wall, his eyes revealing the instinctive gleam of a weapon refiner upon seeing suitable materials.

For these cultivators, although the metals were crudely made and contained many impurities, their material itself seemed to contain some otherworldly characteristics. With a little refining, they could be good materials for making ordinary magic tools or even low-level magic treasures.

Ying Xuan glanced at him, then swept his gaze over the Tianxing Sect cultivators below who, though seated cross-legged and meditating, were also glancing at the pile of metal from time to time. He understood. These guys were certainly "professional," never still for a moment.

"can."

Ying Xuan uttered a single word indifferently.

"Thank you, Sect Leader!"

The Nascent Soul elder was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express his gratitude. He then turned around and excitedly shouted to his fellow disciples who had been listening intently behind him.

"The sect leader has approved! Quickly! Make your move!"

"Haha! Great!"

"I've been itching to get my hands on those rough irons for ages!"

"Come on, lend a hand!"

As soon as the words were spoken, hundreds of Tianxing Sect cultivators who were already unable to restrain themselves, skilled in weapon crafting or sensitive to materials, jumped up from their meditation state like sharks smelling blood, and rushed towards the mountain of metal materials behind the Great Wall!

They didn't care whether these metals were "spoils of war" painstakingly collected by the Qin soldiers; after obtaining permission from the sect leader, they used them directly as materials in their own sect's warehouse.

Many even complained that the soldiers were moving back too slowly, so they flew directly to the piles of goblin corpses that had not yet been cleared from the wasteland. With a wave of their hands, their magic transformed into an invisible hand, roughly tearing off the metal armor and weapons from the corpses and snatching them back in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, rows of crudely built forging furnaces, each with a rough style and a core of flames formed from magical energy, were erected on the open ground behind the Great Wall.

Scorching flames rose as metal was thrown into the furnace, where it was rapidly melted and purified. Under the control of the cultivators' incantations, it was shaped into various forms—some to reinforce the furnace itself, and others to be refined into simple flying swords, shields, storage boxes, and other similar items.

Furthermore, more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators with profound cultivation, especially skilled in formations and exploration, have already flown to the depths of the wasteland, near the earth vein passages from which the goblins emerge.

Holding compass-like magical artifacts or using their unique exploration techniques, they carefully examined the terrain, the flow of spiritual energy, and the distribution patterns of the earth's veins in this land ravaged by bloodshed.

"Although the earth vein passage here has been tainted by the filth of another world, its foundation still exists. Moreover, due to the long-term outflow of alien energy, the surrounding soil and rocks contain a trace of alien metal energy."

This is perfect for setting up the 'Golden Fiend Spirit-Locking Array,' which can both block the passage and prevent a large-scale influx of monsters, and slowly extract and transform the dissipated alien energy into usable Golden Fiend Qi to aid in weapon forging!

A Nascent Soul cultivator from Mulan, who was proficient in formations, pointed to several intersections of earth vein channels and spoke to his fellow disciples.

"Not bad! Look over there, the terrain is low and there is a slight accumulation of moisture. Although it is polluted by blood energy, if we use the 'Cleansing Source Water Array' to clear it and then draw in relatively clean underground water from nearby veins to dilute and purify it, in time, we may be able to open up a few 'cold springs' suitable for tempering magical artifacts!"

Another Nascent Soul cultivator from a water-attribute sect of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance nodded in agreement.

"Spirit stones! Quickly, take out the spirit stones you carry with you. The quality doesn't need to be too high, low-grade or mid-grade will do. Lay them on the key nodes of these earth vein channels according to the orientation of the 'Small Spirit Gathering and Transforming Vein Array'!"

An experienced rogue cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage gave a loud command.

Immediately, dozens of cultivators poured out mountains of various spirit stones from their storage bags, mostly low-grade and mid-grade, with very few high-grade ones.

With practiced ease, they buried these spirit stones in shallow pits dug beforehand around the earth's vein channels according to specific rules, and then inscribed them with stabilizing and guiding spells.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The spirit stones that were originally lying quietly in the pit began to spontaneously absorb the violent and mixed otherworldly energy emanating from the earth vein channels and the thin spiritual energy remaining in the wasteland air, under the activation of the formation.

The surface of the spirit stone shimmered with light, and its internal structure underwent subtle changes under the influence of the array and energy. It even showed a faint tendency to transform from an ordinary spirit stone into a more active "miniature spiritual vein" that could slowly self-recover and generate spiritual energy!

Immediately afterwards, more cultivators took action.

They manipulated their magic to grab large swaths of soil from the wasteland that had been soaked in blood but had been purified by the power of the world and were no longer a problem. They transported the soil to the areas where spirit stones were laid out as "spiritual veins" and spread it out evenly, forming flat "spiritual fields" in their early stages.

Those skilled in earth magic can directly cast spells like "turning fossils into mud" and "turning mud into stone" to construct field ridges and basic drainage and soil-stabilizing structures for the spirit fields.

Other cultivators quickly planted array flags around the spirit field, setting up simple windproof, sandproof, and early warning barriers.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators, clearly highly skilled in alchemy and weapon crafting using earth fire, gathered together, pointing at a spot on the wasteland, their hands constantly forming hand seals, seemingly calculating something.

"There should be a weak point in the earth fire three hundred feet underground here, and the nature of the earth fire may have been mutated due to the impact of otherworldly energy. However, it is perfect for setting up a 'lava earth fire furnace'. Whether it is to extract special components from the monster materials or to refine some magical artifact embryos that need to be nurtured by earth fire for a long time, it is just right!"

An elderly Nascent Soul cultivator with a face stained with the grime of fireworks exclaimed excitedly.

Another group of cultivators, clearly from the Spirit Plant Hall, immediately stepped forward after the spirit field began to take shape. They took out various kinds of seeds that emitted a faint spiritual light from their storage bags—including the most common low-grade spirit grains, adaptable spirit-stabilizing grass and blood-purifying flowers, and even some unique spirit plants that they brought from the Mulan Grassland, which were tolerant of barren soil and grew quickly.

They skillfully sowed the seeds into the newly cultivated spiritual field, and then joined forces to cast low-level but practical spells such as "** Technique" and "Spring Breeze and Rain Technique".

Above the spirit field, moisture quickly gathered and turned into a light drizzle, carrying a faint fragrance of grass and trees as it fell to nourish the newly sown seeds.

The next moment, under the faint spiritual energy and magic provided by the spirit stone "spiritual vein", the seeds sprouted from the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye! Although they were still far from mature, this vibrant scene stood in stark contrast to the desolate and lifeless battlefield around them.

As these spiritual plants began to grow, their weak root systems and the spiritual energy they emitted, in turn, had a purifying and stabilizing effect on the spiritual stone "spiritual veins" beneath the spiritual field, making the originally somewhat violent energy flow a little smoother.

Just as construction was in full swing, another Nascent Soul cultivator with a calm demeanor, who seemed to be in charge of overall coordination, flew to Ying Xuan's side, bowed deeply, and respectfully asked for instructions.

"Sect Leader, now that we have settled in this realm, we wonder where the Sect Leader's main hall should be built? Please give us your instructions, and we will begin construction immediately."

No sooner had he finished speaking than an even louder commotion arose in the distance.

Hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators were seen working together to manipulate a massive amount of metal that had been refined into scorching liquid! The molten metal gathered and shaped in the air, essentially casting the prototype of a palace! (End of Chapter)