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

"Huh? These people... their bodies are completely empty, without even the most basic spiritual root fluctuations?"

"Tsk tsk, judging from the way its magic is circulating, it's incredibly crude. It seems to be following that wild path of Qi Refining to Spirit Transformation from the lower realms? I can't sense any clear attribute affinity..."

"With this kind of aptitude, you think you can join my Heavenly Star Sect? The sect leader said that although our sect accepts many disciples, the requirements for aptitude and comprehension are extremely high! How can these 'mortals' who don't even have spiritual roots be worthy of being among us?"

The Nascent Soul cultivators did not conceal their spiritual communication; in fact, they deliberately allowed a trace of emotional fluctuation to be transmitted.

That merciless contempt, like a cold blade, scraped at the hearts of every Taoist priest full of expectation, turning their faces instantly pale and making them sway precariously.

Ying Xuan stood on the city wall, looking down at the group of Taoists below, whose faces were pale but whose eyes still held the last glimmer of hope. A faint, emotionless smile appeared on his lips.

"Join the Celestial Star Sect?"

Ying Xuan’s voice rang out calmly, but to the Taoists it sounded like thunder.

"The Heavenly Star Sect has its own rules and regulations for accepting disciples. The requirements for spiritual root aptitude, temperament and comprehension are far higher than you can imagine."

He paused, his gaze sweeping downwards, his tone calm yet resolute.

"None of you meet the requirements."

"His Majesty!"

The old Taoist priest Qingxu trembled all over, and suddenly looked up, his eyes already glistening with tears.

"We...we know we are of inferior talent and unlikely to be recognized by the high authorities. But...we have followed Your Majesty, traversing between the two realms. Though we have not rendered great service, we have still contributed in small ways! We humbly beg Your Majesty...we humbly beg Your Majesty to consider our past relationship and give...we a chance! Even if it is just to be registered, even if it is just to receive instruction, we will certainly work hard and diligently to repay Your Majesty!"

"Yes, Your Majesty! We are willing to change our cultivation methods and are willing to go through fire and water for the Great Qin!"

"Your Majesty, please have mercy!"

The Taoist priests pleaded, some even kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly.

They craved power so much, the kind of power that allowed them to fly through the air and decide the fate of countless lives with a wave of their hand! And these Tianxing Sect cultivators before them were living examples! They felt that they had followed Ying Xuan for so long, and even if they hadn't made any great contributions, they had certainly worked hard, so they deserved such an "opportunity".

However, Ying Xuan's eyes remained as indifferent as ice.

"I have said that you do not meet the requirements."

Ying Xuan's voice turned cold, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Step down. Focus on doing your job well and don't entertain any unwarranted thoughts."

These few simple words, like a final verdict, completely shattered the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of the Taoist priests.

The old Taoist Qingxu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he met Ying Xuan's calm yet unfathomable gaze, all his words stuck in his throat, finally turning into a long, desperate sigh.

He stood up shakily, bowed deeply to Ying Xuan, then turned and staggered away with his equally dejected comrades. Their figures, set against the backdrop of mountains of metal materials and bustling soldiers, appeared particularly desolate and forlorn.

Ying Xuan watched them leave, his heart unmoved.

These Taoist priests were merely "add-ons" to him, used to fill the void of low-level cultivators in the Qin world.

They cultivate the most rudimentary primordial spirit techniques, lacking a spiritual root system, resulting in low strength and limited potential. Compared to the Tianxing Sect cultivators, who can directly provide information about laws and possess powerful infrastructure and combat capabilities, their value is worlds apart.

He would naturally not compromise the purity and operating rules of the Tianxing Sect, this efficient "tool," just to save face for these "old friends."

He ignored the Taoist priests and turned his gaze to the back of the Great Wall, where various metal materials were piled up like small mountains.

Even though his stone gate space was already full when he collected the Tianxing Sect cultivators, there was still a lot of metal left behind the Great Wall. Moreover, judging from the speed and variety of the accumulation, it was clearly the result of continuous battles over the past year.

"It seems that the influx of goblins has never stopped since I left the palace. Wang Jian and the others have truly withstood tremendous pressure."

Ying Xuan thought to himself that his approval of Wang Jian and other generals, as well as the nearly ten million Qin soldiers, had increased even more.

Especially when Ying Xuan saw the overwhelming aura of menace emanating from Wang Jian and others, and how they maintained a relatively clear mind and upheld their duties even so, and were even willing to bear the name of "cowardice" in order to protect the army at critical moments... this loyalty, responsibility and perseverance deeply moved Ying Xuan.

"At the very least, we need to find a way to resolve the issue of the malevolent aura emanating from the commanders like Wang Jian who wield immortal artifacts."

Ying Xuan was making plans in his mind.

These generals are not weak in cultivation and possess immortal artifacts. Even without using their primordial spirit power, they are the most elite fighting force in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Their expending of their primordial spirit power to activate the immortal artifacts was undoubtedly a desperate act, but their awareness of risking their lives for the Great Qin and for their responsibilities deserved his special attention.

The Qin soldiers had begun to withdraw from the wilderness, dispersing to various rear camps for rest and recuperation as ordered by Wang Jian. With the Great Wall as a barrier, ordinary goblins posed little threat for the time being.

Ying Xuan's continued slaughter of goblins was no longer simply a matter of defense, but rather a means to strengthen the origin of the Qin world while weakening the goblin world, thus vying for dominance in the potential future "fusion of the two worlds"! For this, even at a certain cost, it was worthwhile.

With nearly 100,000 "professionally qualified" cultivators from the Tianxing Sect stationed here, the Qin soldiers can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

These tough men, after more than a year of continuous high-intensity battles, are already at their limit, physically and mentally exhausted, and it is indeed time for them to rest.

Just as Ying Xuan was pondering, the Tianxing Sect cultivators below had already cleared out the new wave of goblin scouts from the wasteland.

As the last goblin's scream abruptly ceased, the "sense of growth" emanating from the world's core also temporarily stopped.

Almost simultaneously, Ying Xuan keenly sensed that the Qin world beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly. It wasn't an earthquake in the physical sense, but rather a mysterious and profound "rhythm" originating from the very source of the world.

His consciousness immediately sank into the core of the world, sensing the invisible membrane of heaven and earth.

Deep within the amniotic sac, the eight newly formed basic law runes representing metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, darkness, and thunder, though still appearing broken, simple, and even somewhat blurry, were no longer rigid imprints. Instead, they began to slowly and awkwardly flow and transform, as if infused with primal vitality!

As these eight basic law runes "came to life," the Great Qin World's celestial membrane, which had originally only passively absorbed and transformed chaotic energy, seemed to be equipped with eight "filters" and "accelerators" with different functions!
The chaotic energy that surged in was quickly neutralized and regulated the moment it came into contact with the phantom images of these law runes. It became much "gentler" and its efficiency in being absorbed and transformed by the world increased several times in a short period of time!
Ying Xuan could even "see" that in the void outside, the semi-transformed, violent energy captured by the gravity of the Great Qin world was continuously crashing against the barrier between heaven and earth like a tide.

The energy flow contained countless tiny fragments of souls belonging to goblins or other dead creatures, like fireflies, emitting silent wails as they futilely wandered and crashed against the barrier's surface.

However, when these violent energies flowed through the area where the illusory images of the eight law runes swirled, the violent and chaotic elements contained within the energy seemed to be "washed away" and became slightly purer.

As for those fragments of souls, under the impact of the power of the laws, their wails weakened, their forms became more illusory and transparent, and they eventually lost all traces of consciousness, turning into the purest, blank "life imprints." They were instinctively drawn by heaven and earth and re-entered into the still rudimentary cycle of reincarnation that relied on instinct.

The Qin world lacks a complete underworld reincarnation system. After death, the soul's destination and rebirth depend entirely on the instincts of heaven and earth and the pull of the world's laws. The more lives that die...

These fragments of souls collide with and merge into the barrier of heaven and earth, making the barrier even "thicker" and "denseer," which will also improve the conversion efficiency and purity of the void energy that subsequently pours in.

Today, the number of goblins that have died in the wasteland has long surpassed the total number of all intelligent life forms that have been nurtured in the Qin world since its birth!

The countless deaths of goblins, with their fragmented souls continuously merging into the barrier of heaven and earth, have made the "outer shell" of this world so thick that even someone with Ying Xuan's cultivation level finds it quite difficult to fully extend his divine sense beyond the world.

Ying Xuan extended part of his divine sense to the edge of the world, where he could clearly "see" the void outside.

The continuous flow of semi-converted energy, upon contacting the barrier of heaven and earth, which had thickened several times and contained flowing runes of law, was being converted and absorbed at a visible speed! In just over a day since his return, the conversion speed had more than doubled compared to before!
"Unfortunately, without the 'harmony' of goblin blood and energy, what is newly transformed is the purest primordial energy of heaven and earth, rather than 'spiritual energy' with 'activity' and 'attribute bias'."

Ying Xuan felt a slight sense of regret. While the Tianxing Sect cultivators could directly absorb the blood and spiritual energy of goblins to enhance their cultivation, the world itself absorbed the most fundamental energy and information about the laws of nature.

However, this is enough. Pure, primordial energy is precisely the "nutrient" that the world needs most for its growth.

Just as Ying Xuan was immersed in his reflections on the changes in the world, the Qin soldiers below had already disappeared swiftly and orderly into the distance of the wilderness, like the receding tide.

They marched at an extremely fast pace; even when they were not in good condition, they could cover dozens or even hundreds of miles in a quarter of an hour, demonstrating their exceptional military skills.

Ying Xuan withdrew his divine sense from the edge of the world and scanned the vicinity of the Great Wall again.

The group of Taoist cultivators had already retreated in dejection, but they hadn't gone far. They lingered in the distance, their eyes occasionally glancing in this direction, their eyes still holding resentment and a faint glimmer of hope.

A little further away, several figures that were completely different from the soldiers and Tianxing Sect cultivators around him caught his attention.

The most eye-catching among them was a woman dressed in a plain white dress, with an exquisite face and eyes that seemed to bewitch the soul.

She simply stood there quietly, gazing at Ying Xuan from afar, without making any special moves. However, an invisible yet extremely alluring charm had already spread across hundreds of feet, causing even someone as resolute and highly skilled as Ying Xuan to have his mind slightly stirred.

"A fox spirit from the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio? Her talent for bewitching is quite impressive."

Ying Xuan understood immediately; this woman was one of the fox spirits he had brought back from the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. It seemed that her cultivation had improved during her time in Qin, and she appeared to be fully activating her innate divine power at this moment, though his intentions remained a mystery.

Beside the fox demon stood several men dressed in flying fish robes, with embroidered spring knives at their waists, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

They also bear traces of primordial spirit cultivation, but unlike the collective, murderous aura of the Qin soldiers, which was tainted by Daoist killing techniques, their killing aura is purer and more restrained, carrying a lone-wolf arrogance and a bloodthirsty scent. Clearly, they kill using their own martial arts and special methods, rather than large-scale Daoist attacks.

This should be a Jinyiwei master left behind in this place. He comes from the martial arts world and follows the path of honing his own primordial spirit, but he is more inclined to assassination and one-on-one combat.

Ying Xuan turned his gaze away from these "special talents" and back to the Tianxing Sect cultivators on the wasteland who were eager to fight and awaiting orders.

He spoke loudly, his voice clearly reaching the ears of every Tianxing Sect cultivator.

"Disciples, heed my command! From this day forward, this Great Wall shall be the boundary. The wasteland ahead shall be your responsibility to guard and clear! Beyond the ley lines lies a world of monsters, in which such creatures are virtually endless!"

He paused, his tone flat yet carrying a cruel undertone.

"Your mission is to kill as many of these monsters as possible. Kill as many as you can."

No need to hold back, no need to show mercy.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the nearly 100,000 Tianxing Sect cultivators below instantly blazed with ecstatic joy and excitement!

Endless monsters? Kill as many as you can.

For them, this was not a hard job at all, but a fantastic opportunity and a great perk!
The previous wave of killings had already given them a taste of success.

Although those monsters were weak, their sheer number made them powerful. The blood and qi they released upon death contained pure spiritual energy and life force, which greatly benefited their cultivation! They were practically walking "top-grade spiritual herbs"!
Now the sect leader himself is saying there's an "almost endless" supply coming in? This... this is practically a cultivation paradise!
"I will obey the sect leader's decree!"

A deafening roar of response erupted, filled with eager excitement.

"Kill! The more you kill, the faster your cultivation will increase!"

"Haha, now I finally don't have to worry about cultivation resources!"

"Quickly, reinforce the formation again, don't let too many of these 'treasures' escape!"

"Yes, yes, next time, remember to use a storage artifact to collect all that vital energy and refine it properly when we get back! The portion offered to the sect leader must be the purest one!"

In an instant, the wasteland once again became bustling with activity. The Tianxing Sect cultivators no longer viewed the earth vein passages as a threat, but rather as hungry wolves eyeing a flock of plump sheep, filled with greed and anticipation. (End of Chapter)