Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Even in the Canglan Realm, this would be an elite fighting force capable of sweeping away small sects.

Moreover, the flying swords they held were all top-grade flying swords tailor-made by the divine magic treasure "Myriad Manifestations Sword Box"!

"Are you all warmed up?"

Lin Mo put down his teacup and sat up straight.

"Your Majesty, we're always ready to collect our commission!"

Xia Ruoling twirled her sword, looking eager to try.

"Let's begin. Let me see what you've accomplished in the past two weeks."

Lin Mo raised his chin.

The six women instantly dispersed, taking their positions in the six directions using the "罡步" (a specific method of stepping on the ground).

"Charge!"

Mu Wanrong gave a sharp shout and was the first to activate her true energy.

Clang—!

Six top-grade flying swords were unsheathed simultaneously and soared into the sky.

The white Mingxin Sword, the ice-blue Lindong Sword, the pink Hongfen Sword, the jet-black Yexiao Sword, the water-blue Weak Water Sword, and the dark red Zhanhun Sword.

Six sword energies of different colors converged in mid-air in an instant.

There was no delay, no resistance whatsoever.

Half a month of day and night practice and "dual cultivation" brought them to a level of perfect understanding.

A massive six-pointed star array suddenly unfolded above the imperial garden.

The terrifying sword intent was almost tangible, slicing the surrounding air into pieces and producing bursts of sonic booms.

"Target: that artificial hill!"

Lin Mo pointed to a giant artificial mountain a hundred meters away, carved from a single piece of Taihu stone and weighing tens of thousands of kilograms.

"fall!"

The six women simultaneously brought their sword fingers together and pressed down sharply.

The six illusory lightsabers, carrying a world-destroying pressure, crashed down on the artificial mountain like meteorites falling to earth.

A strange hissing sound.

The ten-zhang-tall, hard Taihu stone, upon contact with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, was like a snowball thrown into a high-temperature furnace.

It vaporized instantly!

A gentle breeze blew, and not a speck of powder remained.

All that remained was a bottomless pit, its edges as smooth as a mirror, as if a piece had been precisely carved away by a god with a sharp blade.

Lin Mo stood up and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad. The second level of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, 'Six Swords Condensing Power,' has been mastered."

Upon hearing Lin Mo's praise, the array in mid-air dissipated, and the six women sheathed their flying swords.

Xia Ruoling wiped the sweat from her forehead and was the first to run over, extending her delicate white hand.

"Your Majesty! The formation is complete! What's today's commission?"

Mu Wanrong swayed her slender waist as she walked forward, leaning against Lin Mo's shoulder, her breath sweet as orchids.

"Your Majesty, I have been working diligently for the past two weeks. You cannot renege on your commission of one hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

Night Enchantress, wearing high heels, twirled a dark red magic sword in her hand.

"Master, I used all of my Devouring Heaven Demon Technique to serve you last night. My KPI score should at least be top-notch, right?"

Although Xia Qinghan didn't speak, a hint of longing for spirit stones was revealed in her clear, cold eyes.

Lin Mo felt a headache coming on.

These women are now obsessed with making money and cultivating themselves.

"Okay, okay, we have them all."

Lin Mo waved his hand and poured out a pile of mid-grade spirit stones brimming with spiritual energy from the system space.

"Take it yourself! Distribution according to work!"

The six women immediately surrounded them, chattering excitedly as they divided the spoils.

Looking at this group of stunning beauties, Lin Mo felt a sense of satisfaction.

The cultivation team of the Great Qian Dynasty has been completely established.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the imperial garden.

Chief eunuch Li Dequan scrambled into the imperial garden, holding a letter with a red feather attached to it high in his hand.

"My lord! Urgent report!"

Li Dequan ran to Lin Mo, knelt down with a thud, and gasped for breath.

"What happened?"

Lin Mo frowned.

For the past two weeks, Daqian has been calm and peaceful.

Zhang Bailian of the Ministry of Works has already mass-produced the first batch of psionic firearms.

Zhao Wu led his three thousand imperial guards to bathe in spirit stones every day, and their physical condition was completely transformed.

What urgent news could there be?

"Reporting to Your Majesty! It's...it's a letter from General Qin!"

Li Dequan presented the letter with both hands.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Qin Ruxue?

He grabbed the letter and tore open the seal.

The letter was written by Liu Yiyi.

The handwriting was neat and clear, and the words conveyed a deep longing. The itinerary was explained at the end.

Lin Mo quickly scanned the letter, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Lin Mo said "good" three times in a row, his eyes gleaming with ecstatic joy.

Mu Wanrong and the others stopped what they were doing and looked over curiously.

"Your Majesty, is there a war going on?" Mu Wanrong asked.

Lin Mo clutched the letter in his hand, a wild smile playing on his lips.

"It's not war, it's joyous news!"

Lin Mo turned to look at Li Dequan.

"Issue the imperial decree! Order Zhao Wu to immediately assemble the Imperial Guards and leave the city!"

"Master, who are we welcoming? Why such a grand spectacle?" Li Dequan asked cautiously.

Lin Mo took a step forward, and his dark golden chaotic true essence erupted, the shockwave overturning the stone table next to him.

"Welcome my million-strong army! Welcome my Princess Zhenbei!"

Lin Mo turned to look at Xiang Mu Wanrong and the other six women.

"You all continue practicing your formations, and keep a close eye on the harem for me. If anything goes wrong, I'll dock your entire base salary when I get back!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Mo transformed into a streak of dark golden light and soared into the sky, heading straight for the city's outskirts.

The six women were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Xia Ruoling blinked, and the spirit stones in her hand suddenly lost their appeal.

"The Princess Consort of Zhenbei? His Majesty's principal wives are coming?"

Ye Meier touched the Soul-Binding Lock around her neck, looked in the direction Lin Mo had disappeared, and a playful smile of anticipation crept onto her lips.

"My ladies, it seems that competing for the KPIs in the harem will be even harder from now on."

……

Lin Mo transformed into a streak of dark golden light, forcefully tearing through the clouds above the capital.

The wind howled in my ears.

His chaotic true essence, honed at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, erupted without reservation, allowing him to break the sound barrier.

It left a long, golden trail behind it, like a shooting star moving in reverse.

Lin Mo looked down at the letter in his hand.

The letter was written by Liu Yiyi; her handwriting was beautiful and neat.

The above provides a detailed report of the itinerary over the past two weeks.

Qin Ruxue, along with Meng Hu, managed to completely reorganize the 1.2 million surrendered Xia troops outside Heishui Pass.

These surrendered soldiers, who were originally demoralized and scattered, had their faith completely rebuilt after witnessing Lin Mo tearing apart the sky and crushing the prince to death.

As they marched south, this million-strong army did not require the imperial court to provide them with provisions.

Qin Ruxue directly ordered the smashing of the official granaries in eight prefectures along the way.

The grain and cloth hoarded by those corrupt officials all ended up in the army's pockets.

"Using war to sustain war."

After being well-fed and watered, the million-strong army reached the peak of their fanatical worship of Lin Mo, this "living god," and completely transformed into the most loyal army of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At the end of the letter, Liu Yiyi added a sarcastic remark.

"I've heard that there are three thousand beauties in the imperial harem in the capital. My husband, you must take care of your health and not forget your wife who has shared your hardships at home."

Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What kind of wife is this?

They were all stunning beauties.

During the past two weeks in the harem, although the six exceptional beauties with special physiques had given him immense pleasure, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was also beginning to take shape.

But what he cared about most were the original wives of the Prince of Zhenbei.