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

As soon as Elder Liu landed, his gaze was immediately drawn to the view of the mountain range ahead.

His weathered eyes, which had seen it all, narrowed slightly as his divine sense surged towards the multicolored barrier, scrutinizing it closely. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face, which quickly turned into ecstatic joy.

"Excellent! What a blessed land! The energy of this world is turbulent, and spiritual energy is scarce, yet such a treasure is hidden here? This barrier... contains a trace of the Daoist principles of spatial stability and the flow of the five elements. It doesn't seem to be naturally formed, but rather man-made. But judging from its strength... Hmph, the person who set it up probably has limited cultivation!"

Elder Liu snorted coldly, his arrogance as a Nascent Soul cultivator rising in his heart. In his view, apart from the unfathomable "Qin Emperor" who controlled their lives, there should be no native force in this world that could threaten him.

This barrier may just be a remnant of some ancient ruin, or the work of a native powerhouse of this world, but with the passage of time, its power will inevitably be greatly reduced.

"Who cares who left it! Now that it has been discovered by our Tianxing Sect, it should be put to our use!"

A glint of greed flashed in Elder Liu's eyes. Although most of the spiritual herbs within the barrier were only two or three hundred years old, and not very useful for directly improving the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivators, their advantage lay in their sheer quantity and variety!
If they could all be transplanted back to the Tianxing Sect's mountain gate and carefully cultivated, it would not only greatly enrich the sect's reserves of spiritual herbs, but also nourish the spiritual veins and increase the overall concentration of spiritual energy in the mountain gate, bringing immeasurable benefits to the sect's long-term development! This would be a great achievement!
With that thought in mind, Elder Liu no longer hesitated.

He stepped forward, and the immense magical power of the Nascent Soul stage erupted from his body. His robes fluttered without wind, and a powerful pressure made the breathing of the Golden Core disciples beside him catch in their throats.

He slowly raised his right hand, his palm gathering magical power, which emitted a dazzling bluish-white light, and the faint sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

"Break for me, Elder!"

With a low shout, Elder Liu's palm light transformed into a huge cyan palm print, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and slammed fiercely into the barrier in front of him that was flowing with multicolored light!
"boom--!!!"

A deep, booming sound, like the beating of a drum, exploded out! A violent energy shockwave spread outwards in a ring from the point where the palm print landed, scraping away a thick layer of sand and stones.

Several Golden Core disciples were pushed back by the shockwave, their faces turning pale.

However, when the smoke cleared, the group stared in disbelief and were stunned.

The seemingly fragile five-colored barrier, after withstanding the full force of a Nascent Soul cultivator's attack, only shook violently a few times. The five-colored halo on its surface swirled faster, rippling outwards, but there was no sign of damage whatsoever! Not even a single crack appeared!

"what?!"

Elder Liu's arrogant expression froze instantly, replaced by astonishment and a hint of embarrassment.

He's a Nascent Soul cultivator! Even if he's only at the early stage, in this lower realm, that's enough to establish a sect and become a revered ancestor! A full-force attack couldn't even break through a barrier that's "unattended"? This is practically a slap in the face!
"Bastard!"

Elder Liu was somewhat embarrassed, especially in front of the younger generation.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with even more ferocity, and his magical power surged once more, preparing to unleash even stronger techniques.

Just then, a cold, majestic voice, seemingly carrying the wrath of heaven and earth, resounded like thunder from the heavens, directly exploding deep within the souls of Elder Liu and all the Tianxing Sect disciples around him.

"Insolence! Who dares to trespass on my medicinal mountain and attack the restrictions?!"

The voice wasn't loud, yet it contained supreme imperial majesty and chilling killing intent, as if the weight of the entire world had pressed down upon it. Elder Liu's concentrated magical power instantly froze, his chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy blow, he groaned, staggered back half a step, the color drained from his face, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Those Golden Core disciples were terrified, their vision went black, and they almost fell from mid-air.

Before the sound had even faded, the space above the multicolored barrier in front of them rippled like water.

A figure dressed in black casual clothes, with a posture as upright as a pine tree, stepped out and stood suspended in mid-air. It was Ying Xuan!
His face was ashen, and a cold rage flickered in his deep eyes. He did not exude any earth-shattering aura, but simply by standing there, he seemed to become the center of the world. An infinite majesty and pressure naturally permeated the air, making Elder Liu, a Nascent Soul cultivator, feel breathless and his soul tremble.

Ying Xuan's gaze, like a cold blade, swept over Elder Liu, whose face was pale, and the few trembling Golden Core disciples, finally landing on the jade mountain range below.

This place, along with dozens of other special areas within the Qin territory shrouded in immortal artifacts, are all "blessed lands" that he personally planned and arranged!
These blessed lands are not simply for growing medicinal herbs.

They are key nodes in the energy cycle system of the Great Qin world! Each blessed land is located where the earth veins converge or where energy accumulates. The spiritual roots and herbs planted inside may not be of high grade, but they are numerous. Their roots are deeply embedded in the earth and connected to the earth veins, acting as efficient "energy converters" and "stabilizers".

They absorb the still-violent energy of heaven and earth transformed from the world barrier, as well as the primordial earth energy surging from the earth's veins. Through the growth and metabolism of the spiritual plants themselves, they transform this energy into a gentler and more easily absorbed "spiritual essence," which is slowly released to nourish every inch of the land of the Great Qin.

It can be said that the reason why the land of Qin was able to "solidify" and "sublimate" in a short period of time, with its carrying capacity per unit area increasing dramatically, the physical condition of the people improving subtly, and even giving birth to "spiritual root babies", was due to the continuous output of gentle spiritual energy from these dozens of blessed lands!

They provide more than 80% of the "nutrients" needed for the rapid growth of the Qin world! They are the "roots" and "fertilizer" carefully planted by Ying Xuan to cultivate the "big tree" of the Qin world!
Ying Xuan originally planned to let these spiritual roots and herbs grow and reproduce naturally. Once their root network was large enough and more closely integrated with the earth's veins, their efficiency in converting and releasing spiritual essence would be even higher.

In the future, he even plans to consciously transplant some highly adaptable spiritual roots to areas outside the blessed land, allowing them to spread slowly and fundamentally improve the "soil" quality of the entire Qin world.

This is a century-long plan he has painstakingly built, one that will determine the future foundation of the Great Qin world! How can he allow others to covet and sabotage it?
"This mountain, and indeed all similar forbidden areas within the Great Qin territory, are the foundation of the Great Qin, personally arranged by me. Every blade of grass and every tree within is connected to the earth's veins, nourishing all things. You foreign cultivators, instead of minding your duty, dare to harbor greed, attack the restrictions, and attempt to destroy my very foundation?!"

Ying Xuan's voice grew increasingly cold, each word like an ice pick piercing the souls of Elder Liu and the others.

Elder Liu was already terrified out of his wits.

Even the most foolish among them would understand that this treasure land was not unclaimed property, but a key location personally managed by the terrifying being before them! Considering that the other party could easily control the lives and deaths of their 100,000 cultivators.

They even managed to teleport them from another realm; their cultivation level is definitely above the Nascent Soul stage, and they might even be legendary Void Refinement or Body Integration experts! My palm strike just now was practically provoking the wrath of the gods, like an old man eating poison—I'm tired of living!
"Senior... please calm down! This junior... this junior was unaware that this was your sacred place! I had no intention of offending you! It was purely a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"

Elder Liu no longer cared about the dignity of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

With a "thud," he fell to his knees mid-air, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, his voice distorted with fear.

Those Golden Core disciples were already kneeling on the ground, trembling like leaves, not daring to lift their heads.

"Misunderstand?"

Ying Xuan's anger had not subsided, but looking at these ant-like fellows, he knew that they were indeed unaware of the inside story.

However, while he could escape the death penalty, he could not escape punishment. More importantly, he needed a reason to carry out his long-planned scheme to further "place" and "utilize" these Tianxing Sect cultivators.

He stopped looking at the terrified disciples and instead gazed as if piercing through the void towards the edge of the distant wasteland, at the Tianxing Sect's temporary headquarters, which was already taking shape.

The next moment, Ying Xuan's figure disappeared from before the medicine mountain barrier. ...

The temporary headquarters of the Tianxing Sect, the square in front of the main hall at the highest peak.

"Thump—!!!"

A deep, resonant bell tolled, seemingly imbued with boundless majesty and fury, without warning, echoing atop the mountain! The magnificent sound instantly reverberated for thousands of miles around!
Whether it was the Nascent Soul elders meditating and cultivating in the hall, the disciples busy in the alchemy room and weapon-refining room, or the rotating cultivators in the depths of the wasteland who were carefully using flying swords and magic weapons to kill goblins one by one while collecting pure blood essence with specially made jade bottles, all of them were shocked at this moment and looked up in horror towards the direction of the main peak!
This large bell was "given" to them by Ying Xuan for use in emergency summons or to represent the arrival of his will; it must never be touched lightly under normal circumstances.

Since settling here and beginning construction of the base, this bell has never rung. Now, it suddenly rang out, its sound carrying a clear anger. All the disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, regardless of their cultivation level, felt a sudden sinking feeling in their hearts, a sense of foreboding rising within them.

"It's the summoning bell! Quick! Return to the main peak immediately!"

"What has happened? The bells seem to be tolling with anger!"

"Forget about this blood and qi! Let's go!"

On the wasteland, the cultivators who were "carefully calculating" how to harvest goblins suddenly changed their expressions. Without hesitation, they abandoned the blood energy cloud that they had not yet finished collecting, and even neglected to kill the few goblins that rushed close. They all took off in their escape lights and sped towards the main peak of their base at top speed.

The cultivators within the camp, like a startled swarm of bees, flew out from various buildings and caves, forming a dense, dark mass, filled with tension and fear, and converged on the mountaintop plaza.

In less than half an incense stick's time, almost all of the 100,000 Tianxing Sect cultivators, except for a very few who were on exploration missions further away, gathered in the square and the surrounding hillsides and airspace.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to make the slightest sound, and looked in awe at the front of the hall.

There, Ying Xuan stood with his hands behind his back.

His expression was calm, but his eyes, which swept across the entire scene, made every cultivator who met his gaze feel a chill in their heart, as if they were being stared at by a prehistoric beast.

"Is everyone here?"

Ying Xuan spoke, his voice calm yet clearly reaching the ears of every cultivator.

"Reporting to Your Majesty the Emperor, apart from the thirteen disciples who are still exploring outside, the rest are all here."

One of the most senior Nascent Soul stage elders stepped forward with a stiff upper lip, bowed, and answered in a trembling voice.

He inwardly groaned, wondering which fool had angered this wicked man.

Ying Xuan nodded slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping over the dense, yet utterly silent crowd below. Seeing the awe and obedience that came from the depths of their souls in their eyes, the anger that had been stirred up by the disturbance of Medicine Mountain in Ying Xuan's heart subsided slightly, but it was replaced by a colder resolve.

These cultivators are capable, and their efficiency in building their bases proves their ability to manage their sect and cultivate resources. However, their greed and restlessness are equally evident.

How long have we been at peace? They dare to explore everywhere, even setting their sights on his blessed land! If we continue to let them gather together and focus on "building" this one base, sooner or later other troubles will arise, wasting their "construction talent".

It's time to find them some "serious business" to do.

"I have come today to issue a new decree."

Ying Xuan's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable domineering air.

"You should also realize that the distribution of spiritual energy in this world is different from when you first arrived. The spiritual energy is concentrated in specific blessed lands, and violent energy permeates the surrounding areas. With 100,000 of you gathered here to cultivate, if this continues for a long time, the supply of spiritual energy will inevitably become insufficient, which will be detrimental to your cultivation."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators below were slightly taken aback, feeling both bewildered and speculative. Was the Qin Emperor going to move them to another location?

"Therefore, I have made my decision."

Ying Xuan's tone shifted abruptly, becoming resolute.

"From this day forward, all Nascent Soul cultivators will no longer be gathered here. You must leave on your own and find suitable remote mountains within the Great Qin territory to establish your own cave dwellings and branch sects!"

These words caused an uproar! Although no one dared to speak loudly, countless astonished, confused, and even somewhat panicked gazes met in the air. Disperse? Establish branch clans? What did this mean? Break them up?

The elder, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, was even more anxious.

“Your Majesty! This… We are newcomers and unfamiliar with the geography and power distribution of this realm. If we disperse rashly, things may go awry! Moreover, concentrating our forces will allow us to better clear the monsters from the wasteland for Your Majesty…”

"My mind is made up."

Ying Xuan interrupted him directly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"It is precisely because you are unfamiliar with this world that you need to disperse, each manage your own affairs, and gain a deeper understanding of it. As for clearing out the monsters..."

His gaze swept downwards.

"After you establish your branch sects, for the next hundred years, apart from the periodic rotations to go to the wasteland to slay monsters from another world, no disciple shall leave their respective sect without permission! You must devote yourselves to cultivation, and do your utmost to manage and nurture the mountain ranges you have chosen, making them true spiritual grounds for cultivation!"

"For a hundred years... he is forbidden from leaving the mountain?"

Everyone was stunned by the order once again.

Is this tantamount to house arrest in disguise? Although cultivation knows no time, and a hundred years is not a long time for a cultivator, being confined to one place always makes people feel uneasy.

Ying Xuan watched the changing expressions on their faces and sneered inwardly.

This is exactly the effect he wanted. Let me find you some "serious business"—go and do afforestation and infrastructure work in the barren mountains and wilderness of my Great Qin! (End of Chapter)