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

"In the Celestial Star Realm, this is how you manage your mountain sect. Although this mountain range lacks your original spiritual veins, it is rich in earth energy, but it lacks guidance and regulation."

Ying Xuan's tone softened slightly, carrying an undeniable guiding quality.

“You Nascent Soul cultivators, each find a place, set up a spirit-gathering array, regulate the earth's energy, cultivate spirit fields, and transplant and nurture spirit herbs... A hundred years is enough time to transform a barren mountain into a beautiful and fertile land.”

This is not only for your own cultivation, but also to leave a foundation for your legacy in this realm!

He paused, then his voice turned stern.

"Remember this: within the next hundred years, I do not wish to see any of you Celestial Star Sect disciples wandering aimlessly in any non-barren land. Those who disobey will be considered traitors and will be annihilated, body and soul!"

The final eight words struck everyone like a hammer blow, instantly overwhelming all unease and doubt with fear. Instinctively, obedience to the command of the powerful and the ingrained belief that "the sect leader's decisions must have a deeper meaning" began to take effect.

Yes, what kind of person is His Majesty the Qin Emperor? Perhaps his arrangement has a deeper meaning that we cannot comprehend? Concentrating everything in one place might indeed mean there isn't enough spiritual energy to go around... Dispersing it, each managing their own mountain, does seem... to be a solution? At least, they'd have their own territory and spiritual fields...

Moreover, His Majesty said that this was to ensure they could leave behind a foundation for their lineage! Isn't this exactly what these cultivators, who were forced to leave their homes, yearn for most deep down?

"I will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

The elder in the late Nascent Soul stage was the first to react and bowed in response.

Regardless of what you think in your heart, at this moment, obedience is the only option.

"I will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

One hundred thousand cultivators responded in unison, their voices echoing through the mountains. Although their feelings were somewhat complicated, they ultimately accepted it.

Ying Xuan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the already impressive encampment below. Pavilions and towers were taking shape, spiritual fields crisscrossed the landscape, and spiritual energy swirled along more than ten well-guided spiritual veins... These guys really have impressive construction capabilities.

Dispersing hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators to carry out construction in hundreds of places means that within the Qin Dynasty, there will soon be hundreds of carefully managed "spiritual veins," hundreds of meticulously cultivated "spiritual fields" with arrays set up and basic spiritual plants transplanted, and hundreds of mountains that will be cherished and managed like treasures!

This is practically a risk-free and highly profitable business! We can use the labor, skills, and time of these cultivators to carry out comprehensive "spiritual energy infrastructure" and "environmental transformation" for the Great Qin world!
If there were enough Golden Core cultivators, he would even like to distribute them among himself. Unfortunately, the number of Golden Core cultivators is relatively large, and it would be difficult to manage them separately. For now, he will let them stay with their respective Nascent Soul masters.

A century... Ying Xuan pondered in his heart. With the speed and focus these cultivators put into managing their mountain sects, a century would be enough for the peaks they had chosen to undergo a complete transformation, becoming small spiritual energy nodes that would further improve the "soil" of the Great Qin.

A century from now, the threat from the goblin world may no longer be a problem. Even if it still exists, the "golden generation" cultivated by Qin will have grown up by then.

These foreign cultivators will naturally be of less use. Whether they will continue to be "kept" or be given other arrangements will depend on the situation.

"You all must hurry and make preparations. Within three days, all Nascent Soul cultivators must leave the mountain and find their own places. A small number of Golden Core and Foundation Establishment disciples will remain at the base to maintain basic operations and serve as transit points for those traveling to and from the wasteland."

Ying Xuan gave the final order.

"Remember my words. Focus on your cultivation, manage your sect, slay monsters in the wilderness, and remain hidden from the world."

"Yes!"

The group obeyed once again.

Ying Xuan said no more, his figure slowly fading away and disappearing from the spot. He left behind 100,000 Tianxing Sect cultivators, who looked at each other with a mixture of trepidation about the unknown and a faint excitement at the prospect of establishing their own foundations. They quickly began discussing their plans to disperse.

……

Having dealt with the Tianxing Sect matter, Ying Xuan took a step and arrived above the wasteland.

Looking down from the high vantage point, the vast wilderness stretching for thousands of miles was once again filled with countless, howling goblins.

They flowed endlessly from that dark, filthy spring, like an inexhaustible wellspring of foul water.

The huge crater ahead of the passage, formed by repeated bombardment, was now filled with layers upon layers of goblin corpses, almost level with the ground. A nauseating stench of blood and chaotic malevolent energy rose into the sky, even subtly distorting the light above.

"It's truly... impossible to kill them all."

A cold, annoyed glint flashed in Ying Xuan's eyes.

He could sense that as the Qin world continued to "grow" and "solidify," the "distance" or "barrier" between it and the Goblin world was being rapidly dissolved by some force.

The merging of the two worlds will likely come sooner than expected. Until then, he will not let go of any opportunity to weaken the other side.

Looking down at the green waves surging like ants, Ying Xuan pointed his fingers like a sword and casually pointed in the air towards the giant pit filled with corpses.

A tiny, almost imperceptible spark of reddish-gold drifted down from his fingertip.

The spark, initially tiny, seemed to gain inexhaustible fuel the instant it left the finger, suddenly expanding! It transformed into a boundless, pure, and blazing sea of ​​crimson-gold fire, seemingly capable of burning away all the filth in the world, silently engulfing everything below!

"boom--!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a chilling, intensely high temperature that seemed to burn through even space itself. A crimson-gold sea of ​​fire precisely covered the entire giant crater and the surrounding hundreds of feet.

"Chirp—!!!"

A series of piercing, inhuman screams erupted for a moment, then abruptly ceased. Inside the pit lay mountains of goblin corpses, along with goblins that had just rushed out of the passage and fallen into the pit.

Before they could even struggle, they were vaporized in the crimson-gold flames, leaving not even ashes. Only wisps of pure blood energy, completely purified and devoid of all negative attributes, rose up and were then dispersed and assimilated by the raging energy turbulence on the wasteland.

The flames lasted only a few breaths before quietly extinguishing. Only a massive, crystallized, smooth, bottomless crater remained, along with the lingering heat in the air. Goblins continued to pour out of the passage, falling into the scorching pit, letting out even more agonizing howls as they struggled to their deaths in the intense heat. Ying Xuan watched all this indifferently.

He had had a thought.

Send these 100,000 Tianxing Sect cultivators directly into the leyline passage and throw them into the goblin world! Let them "harvest" to their heart's content in that vaster world with more monsters. This will greatly weaken the enemy and allow us to seize more resources.

But he forcibly suppressed the thought as soon as it surfaced.

The reason is simple: the risks are too great, and the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

The core foundation of the Tianxing Sect cultivators lies in their "spiritual roots." What are spiritual roots? They are the bridge connecting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the innate proof of being able to comprehend, attract, and control specific attributes of the laws of heaven and earth! The process of cultivation itself is to use the spiritual roots as a guide to continuously deepen the connection and control with the corresponding laws of heaven and earth.

The Goblin World, in terms of sheer size and material resources, far surpasses the Qin Dynasty world, and may even be much larger and richer than the human world in the Legend of Mortal Cultivation! Otherwise, it would be impossible to support the terrifying number of monsters, which is measured in trillions.

However, it has a fatal flaw—the manifestation and activity of its laws are extremely low. In other words, its laws tend to lean towards the dark and chaotic aspects such as "chaos," "rage," "devouring," and "reproduction," lacking an orderly "basic law system" that can be finely perceived and controlled.

This is precisely the fundamental reason why the goblin world, despite its vast resources, can only produce goblins—monsters with low intelligence who fight based on instinct and numbers.

What they lack is not "power," but rather the "blueprint of rules" and "methods of control" to organize, refine, and elevate power.

Every cultivator in the Tianxing Sect possesses a spiritual root.

Their spiritual roots are like seeds from other mature cultivation worlds, containing relatively ordered information about laws! If these 100,000 "seeds of law" were released into the goblin world on a large scale, and they were allowed to live, cultivate, fight, or even... perish there for a long time.

So, will their spiritual root aura, the rhythm of the laws they induce during cultivation, and the information of the laws they dissipate when they die be captured, absorbed, and analyzed by the vast and "hungry" world instinct of the goblin world?
Once the goblin world, with the help of these 100,000 "samples," fills in its most lacking "cognition" and "framework" regarding the fundamental orderly laws of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder—even if it's just the most basic and crude framework—what will it evolve into, given its terrifying material energy foundation?
Could this give rise to goblin spellcasters who understand the Five Elements magic and even possess higher intelligence? Could it cause the world's legal system to begin to shift towards "order" and "being controllable by higher life forms"?

That's practically aiding the enemy! It's a foolish act of lighting up the tech tree for the goblin world!

“Spiritual roots…may be the 'key' that the goblin world craves most.”

Ying Xuan stared intently at the dark passage from which monsters were constantly emerging.

"This is perfect. Let the Tianxing Sect guard the entrance. Kill as many as they come out. This way, we can obtain their blood resources, continuously bleed them out, and avoid the risk of our laws being leaked."

As for delving into the other side's world... unless I have absolute certainty that I can destroy everything instantly, I must never easily send anything that might carry information about the laws of order into it, especially... a person.

He withdrew his gaze, no longer lingering. The carnage in the wasteland continued, and the cultivators of the Heavenly Star Sect were about to disperse to various places to become "infrastructure maniacs" and "spiritual plant growers." The Great Qin World was silently absorbing the nutrients provided by the blessed land, nurturing the hope for the future.

Everything seemed to be progressing according to his will. And he himself needed to continue cultivating and becoming stronger in order to prepare for the inevitable, sooner-than-expected, full-scale collision between the two worlds.

Just as Ying Xuan finished arranging for the Tianxing Sect cultivators to disperse and manage the mountain range, while he himself continued to comprehend the changes in the world in his meditation room, in the outer hall of the imperial palace, a young Jinyiwei (Imperial Guard) dressed in a flying fish robe and wearing an embroidered spring knife at his waist, after receiving the summons, walked into the inner hall with his head bowed and his steps light yet steady, filled with immense excitement and awe.

This man was named Chen Xiaosan. He was originally just an ordinary captain in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, with his cultivation level just reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining. In the past, he would have been considered a skilled elite.

But at this moment, his aura was harmonious and complete. As he walked, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him seemed to be attracted by something, spontaneously leaping and cheering as it gathered into his body. Although the speed was not fast, it was continuous.

Even more miraculously, deep within his sea of ​​consciousness between his brows, at the core of his newly formed primordial spirit, there was a tiny, constantly rotating azure light spot.

Like a living spring, it constantly exhales wisps of extremely pure and gentle water-attribute spiritual energy, nourishing his primordial spirit and physical body, making him feel energetic and strong at all times, as if he had inexhaustible strength, and even his five senses have become much more acute.

This transformative change occurred a few days prior, after His Majesty's return and a collective "reward" bestowed upon all his personal guards. Chen Xiaosan still remembers that His Majesty merely glanced casually at the group of Imperial Guards on duty, raised his hand, and a hazy blue light swept across them.

He and his colleagues felt as if something deep within their bodies was being awakened and shaped, and from then on, their cultivation became twice as effective with half the effort, and their perception of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became more than ten times clearer!
He knew that this must be a great blessing bestowed by His Majesty! Therefore, upon being summoned today, he felt both apprehensive and overwhelmingly grateful and excited.

"Your humble servant Chen Xiaosan greets Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

Chen Xiaosan arrived at the foot of the imperial steps and knelt down without hesitation, his forehead touching the ground, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Ying Xuan was casually flipping through a memorial when he heard this. He looked up and his gaze fell on Chen Xiaosan. With a sweep of his divine sense, he took in the state of the newly formed and still immature water-attribute spiritual root within Chen Xiaosan's body.

The effect was good. Although it was only the lowest-grade "pseudo-spiritual root", it successfully took root in the body of an adult cultivator and could continue to have a slight effect, improving his aptitude and affinity for the corresponding attribute spiritual energy.

"Be flat."

Ying Xuan put down the memorial and spoke in a gentle tone.

How are you feeling?

Chen Xiaosan quickly stood up, still not daring to look directly at him, and answered respectfully.

"Your Majesty, I feel... I feel better than ever before! The spiritual energy flows into my body much more smoothly during cultivation, my spirit is vigorous, and even some of the hidden injuries from martial arts training seem to have healed! All thanks to Your Majesty's divine grace! I... I could never repay Your Majesty even if I were to be shattered to pieces!"

"Hehe, the Embroidered Uniform Guard is my personal army, so naturally you will be given priority in receiving certain benefits."

Ying Xuan smiled slightly and waved his hand.

"Alright, go down now. Do your duty well and cultivate diligently. You will have your chance to prove yourselves in the future."

"Thank you, Your Majesty! This humble servant takes his leave!"

Chen Xiaosan bowed deeply again, suppressing his overwhelming joy, and backed out of the palace gate. Only after turning the corner did he clench his fists, wishing he could roar to the heavens. The Imperial Guard! His Majesty himself said they were the Imperial Guard! Priority access to benefits! This was an unparalleled honor and affirmation!
After seeing Chen Xiaosan off, Ying Xuan's gentle smile faded, and a thoughtful glint flashed in his eyes. Chen Xiaosan's success confirmed his earlier prediction. (End of Chapter)