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

At this moment, the bearded old soldier who had spoken first threw a heavy suit of pigman armor onto the pile of items, clapped his hands, and said to his companions with shining eyes.

"However, His Majesty's decree encouraging childbirth reminds me of something. Do you think we could inform the generals that we can take turns returning to our hometowns to visit relatives, and while we're at it... try our best?"

He chuckled twice.

"When I left home, my eldest child had just been born, and I was pregnant with my second. I don't know how long this war will last. If I could take turns going back to rest for a year or two, see the children, and try to conceive a third child... that would be doing right by my ancestors and responding to His Majesty's call, wouldn't it?"

The young soldier next to him was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, and then he also showed some emotion.

"Brother Hu, you're quick on the uptake! When I left home, my wife was just pregnant with our first child, and now, judging by the dates, she should be giving birth soon, but we don't even know if it's a boy or a girl..."

Another voice joined in.

"Count me in! After we clean this up, let's go find the sergeant and the centurion and have a word with them! Even if we can only go back for a month every year, that would be better than being stuck in this wasteland, just watching the bloodshed and fighting all we do!"

The crowd's interest was piqued, and they seemed to move more quickly as they cleaned up the battlefield.

They skillfully piled the monster corpses into small mountains, and soldiers who knew basic fire magic stepped forward to draw simple "purification talismans" and slap them on. With a whoosh, flames rose up, quickly burning the corpses to ashes, thus preventing disease and serving as a crude form of purification.

This method of efficiently handling the battlefield using Taoist magic was unimaginable a little over a year ago, when often no time was left to collect even half of the spoils before a new wave of monsters surged in.

Soon, the calls from the rank-and-file soldiers for rotation to return home to visit relatives and take care of their families were gathered by officers at all levels and reached the central command tent of Wang Jian, the supreme commander of the Wilderness Imperial Guard.

The eight deputy commanders, each in charge of a defense zone, gathered in the tent to report the matter to the solemn-looking old general Wang Jian, who sat in the main seat.

A resolute-looking deputy commander spoke first.

"General, recently many soldiers, especially veterans who married early and have been away from home for a long time, have jointly submitted a petition requesting permission to take turns returning to their hometowns to visit relatives on a certain day each year. Their words are earnest, and they speak of His Majesty's new policy of encouraging childbirth, which intensifies their longing for home."

Another assistant coach added.

"This matter has already spread within the military. Although it has not caused any unrest, it has certainly affected the morale of some soldiers. If it is not addressed, it may not be a long-term solution."

As Wang Jian listened to the report, the wrinkles on his stern face seemed to deepen.

He snorted coldly.

"Spreading homesickness among the troops is a sign of unrest! According to the old laws of the Qin Dynasty, anyone who discusses returning home during wartime and undermines morale shall be severely punished!"

Even so, he himself knew in his heart that the Qin Imperial Guard of today was no longer the same as the ordinary army of the past.

A senior deputy commander sighed and continued.

"General, you are wise. Now, my Imperial Guards, after years of bloody battles, and bathed in the blood energy of the wilderness and the feedback from heaven and earth, even the weakest among them have firmly stepped into the first level of life, and many outstanding ones have even cultivated the rudimentary form of the primordial spirit. As their strength has increased dramatically... their ambition has also grown, and their courage has also increased."

In the past, ordinary armies feared military law like tigers. But now… these lads, now possessing power, had their minds slightly affected by the murderous aura, and a newfound urge to fight against heaven and earth had crept into their bones. Although their combat strength was indeed far greater than before, they were also more outspoken and less easily controlled. They frequently submitted petitions, speaking their minds frankly—it was troublesome.”

Wang Jian was well aware of this. He had commanded this army for the longest time and felt it most deeply.

These soldiers are all seasoned veterans, possessing formidable strength and unquestionable loyalty to His Majesty and the Qin Dynasty. However, their personalities have also grown along with their power. Simply resorting to harsh punishments is no longer as effective against them, and may even provoke resistance.

"The wasteland is the most important place in our Great Qin Dynasty, concerning the survival of the world. We cannot afford the slightest mistake!"

Wang Jian said in a deep voice.

"How can the front line be maintained if soldiers are sent away from their camps to visit their families on a large scale? If the monsters take advantage of the situation and invade, who will bear the responsibility? This is absolutely unacceptable!"

Although his words were firm and resolute, Wang Jian could tell from the troubled expressions on the faces of the deputy commanders that there were probably quite a few soldiers petitioning below, and their reasons were "legitimate." If they were all forcibly dealt with according to military law, it would not only discourage the soldiers, but it might also really sow the seeds of future troubles.

Silence fell over the tent for a moment.

At this moment, Han Xin, who had been sitting silently listening to Wang Jian, suddenly spoke. His voice was clear and his thoughts were coherent.

"General, esteemed generals, the soldiers yearn to return home. Their plight is understandable, but their situation is difficult to reverse. Forcing them is not the best course of action. I have a suggestion that may allow us to achieve the best of both worlds."

All eyes were on this young commander, known for his strategic acumen.

Han Xin said calmly.

"We can jointly submit a memorial to Your Majesty, explaining the longing of the soldiers at the front for home after a long war, and the critical importance of the wilderness defense line. We suggest that Your Majesty select elite troops from the newly recruited and trained county soldiers and garrison troops in the interior to come to the wilderness and rotate them with the existing Imperial Guards!"

He paused, then continued his analysis.

"The Imperial Guards have fought here for over a year. Although they have benefited from the feedback of nature and the tempering of the battles, and their strength has improved, it is normal for them to feel war-weary and exhausted from being in a high-pressure environment for so long."

As far as I know, the number of soldiers from the inland counties and those stationed in agricultural settlements has exceeded ten million! Although they have never fought such intense battles in the wilderness, they have never slackened in their daily training, and their equipment and supplies are not bad.

Most importantly, the monsters in the wasteland contain spiritual power. Even just standing on the Great Wall to defend and feel the atmosphere of the battlefield can easily stimulate their cultivation to break through to the first level of life.

The regular rotation of 20 million soldiers serves several purposes: first, it allows the frontline imperial guards to rest and return home, alleviating their homesickness; second, it provides the inland troops with the most brutal and effective combat training, rapidly building up their fighting capacity; and third, it ensures a sufficient number of fresh troops are always stationed at the front, making the defenses as solid as a mountain!

Upon hearing Han Xin's suggestion, Wang Jian's eyes gleamed, and his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

This is indeed a feasible solution! It can solve the current morale problem, train reserve troops, and maintain the Imperial Guard, the sharpest blade, preventing it from breaking or rusting due to overuse.

“Excellent!” Wang Jian slammed his hand on the table, stood up, cupped his hands in the direction of Xianyang, and said decisively.

"General Han's suggestion is excellent! I will personally draft a memorial to Your Majesty, detailing the situation at the front and the rotation plan, and request Your Majesty's wise decision!"

Because the massive amount of spiritual herbs and magical treasures that had been previously absorbed were now dispersed and digested, the pressure of the spiritual energy that had been frantically devoured in the Great Qin Imperial Palace had been greatly reduced. In addition, with the efficient operation of the barrier between heaven and earth and the continuous feedback from the wasteland, the spiritual energy in the palace was now at a new level of richness.

The spiritual energy in the air was almost condensing into liquid spiritual water, wisps and strands, misty and hazy. At some array nodes or energy gathering points, the ground even began to condense rice-grain-sized, crystal-clear "spiritual crystals" into nascent forms. Although still very small and fragile, they already revealed the extraordinary cultivation environment of this place.

Ying Xuan was not in the main hall, but was sitting alone in a secluded pavilion by the water in the Imperial Garden.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, his aura as calm as an abyss, yet an invisible wave spread out from him.

"Om..."

As if a switch had been flipped, an unimaginably vast amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth began to converge wildly from all directions toward the small pavilion and toward Ying Xuan's body! The flow of spiritual energy was so intense that it even formed a visible, swirling vortex of seven-colored light around the pavilion.

Ying Xuan's physical body had already reached the second level of the Heavenly Shrouding Immortal Platform, his blood and qi as powerful as a furnace, all his meridians open and circulating in their own way. At this moment, the torrent of spiritual energy from the outside world surged into his body, and his powerful physique instinctively operated and filtered it.

A faint crimson glow appeared on his body, a sign that his blood and qi were circulating autonomously, gently "rejecting" and "refining" the spiritual energy that was not compatible with his own attributes or contained impurities.

The pure spiritual energy, after being initially filtered by his physical body, did not linger in his meridians but instead surged upwards and flowed into his brow chakra—the sea of ​​consciousness—to nourish his powerful and incomparable Earth Immortal-level primordial spirit!

At this moment, Ying Xuan's focus in cultivation was not on increasing his total magical power or strengthening his physical body, but on using the vast spiritual energy that gathered the essence of the entire Qin Dynasty as "fuel" to further temper and purify his primordial spirit!

His primordial spirit sat cross-legged in the center of his sea of ​​consciousness, radiating pure light. However, in Ying Xuan's perception, there were still some minor "impurities" or imperfections within his primordial spirit caused by rapid advancement, absorption of alien laws, and experience of great battles.

These "impurities" are harmless under normal circumstances, but if one wants to advance to a higher realm, one must remove them so that the primordial spirit is like crystal, clear inside and out, without flaws or stains.

A massive amount of pure spiritual energy surged into the sea of ​​consciousness, absorbed by the primordial spirit like a whale sucking in water. Within it, it transformed into an invisible "Dao Fire," slowly scorching and tempering every inch of the primordial spirit's body. Wisps of extremely faint gray-black aura were forced out, only to be washed away, carried away, and annihilated by the torrent of pure spiritual energy.

Under this continuous tempering, Ying Xuan's enormous primordial spirit, which was originally hundreds of meters tall and resembled a mountain deity at its peak, began to slowly "shrink" at a visible speed! It was not a loss of power, but rather the inward concentration of essence, making the structure more compact and pure, tempering away unnecessary and insufficiently solid parts.

As the tempering of his primordial spirit deepened, Ying Xuan absorbed spiritual energy at an increasingly rapid pace! Initially, only the spiritual energy converted and stored within the Great Qin Imperial Palace itself flowed towards him. But this quickly became insufficient.

Within the entire Qin Imperial Palace, this celestial artifact itself possesses the power to suppress and rule the Qin world.

As the emperor of Qin and the ruler of the world, Ying Xuan could mobilize the resources of the entire world for his own use whenever he wanted.

"boom--!"

As if a sleeping behemoth had fully awakened, the terrifying suction force of spiritual energy centered on the pavilion where Ying Xuan was located suddenly expanded a thousandfold! It was no longer confined to the imperial palace, but rather, like a giant black hole, began to frantically draw in and pull away the spiritual energy of heaven and earth throughout the entire territory of the Great Qin!
Mountains, rivers, plains, cities... they went everywhere! As long as it was spiritual energy, no matter how dense or sparse, it seemed to have been summoned by the emperor, involuntarily leaving its original place and transforming into invisible streams and rivers of spiritual energy, rushing and converging towards Xianyang, towards the imperial palace, and towards the location of Ying Xuan!

Above the Qin Imperial Palace, a visible vortex of seven-colored spiritual energy, covering almost the entire city of Xianyang, slowly took shape and continued to expand! At the center of the vortex was Ying Xuan.

He single-handedly mobilized the power of an entire realm to provide himself with the most luxurious and ultimate cultivation environment!
This kind of treatment—treating the entire world as an "accelerator" and "resource pool" for one's cultivation—is something that even the most powerful beings in the sacred lands and aristocratic families of the Shrouding the Heavens world, or even those in forbidden zones of life, cannot imagine! This is also one of the important reasons why Ying Xuan decisively gave up continuing his adventures in the Shrouding the Heavens world to compete for the Four Swords of Zhuxian and other supreme treasures, and chose to return to the Great Qin Dynasty.

There, he was ultimately a "guest," a "plunderer," facing potential rejection from the world itself and the covetousness of other powerful beings. But in the Great Qin, he was the absolute "master," the center and ruler of the entire world!
"call……"

A rich, crimson aura of blood and qi spread from Ying Xuan's body, gradually enveloping the entire pavilion and then spreading further, even tinging the entire magnificent Qin Imperial Palace with a faint, vibrant red glow.

"Hahaha!"

Immersed in the exhilarating feeling of rapid advancement and complete control, Ying Xuan couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh. The laughter seemed to resonate with some kind of cosmic resonance, reaching the invisible void membrane surrounding the Great Qin world.

As if it had also benefited from this profound cultivation and integration at the core of the world, it had quietly but undeniably "expanded" outwards! The world's foundation had once again experienced a subtle yet solid growth.

The dozen or so imperial concubines who had been standing guard not far from the pavilion, not daring to disturb them, felt the magnificent aura and extraordinary celestial phenomena that made their souls tremble slightly. Instead of being afraid, they all showed genuine joy.

They had long since bound their fates to Ying Xuan, sharing both glory and fortune. The stronger the emperor, the more secure their positions, and the greater the benefits they would reap in the future.

Moreover, they are all pregnant now, and for the sake of the future of the princes and princesses in their wombs, they hope more than ever that their husbands, the emperors of Qin, will be invincible.

Ying Xuan slowly finished his practice, and the strange phenomena around him gradually disappeared. The terrifying vortex of spiritual energy also slowly dissipated. However, the concentration of spiritual energy in the palace and even the entire Qin Dynasty seemed to have become more active and purer due to this intense cycle of inhalation and exhalation.

He opened his eyes, his gaze revealing a profound and mysterious light.

Seeing the waiting imperial concubines bowing, Ying Xuan raised his hand to help them up.

"Flat body."

He assessed his own condition and found that his primordial spirit was more refined and pure than before. Although its "size" had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person, the power and potential it contained were even greater than before.

He remarked with emotion.

"Since I began cultivating, it has only been a few years before I broke through to the Earth Immortal realm and achieved the Pure Yang Primordial Spirit. My physical body has also entered the second level of the Immortal Platform. This time, my foundation is even more solid."

Looking at the pregnant concubines before him, each with a different appearance, he felt a surge of warmth in his heart and made a suggestion.

"Now that the situation in Qin is somewhat stable, and you are all pregnant, staying in the palace for too long may not be good for the growth of the fetus."

"How about I accompany you on a tour of the magnificent landscapes of my Great Qin? This will not only soothe your minds and allow you to appreciate the beauty of nature, which is beneficial for prenatal education, but it will also allow me to relieve the pressure of cultivation and observe the people's conditions." (End of Chapter)