I will make Qin Shi Huang immortal in the Great Qin Dynasty.

dark.

The boundless darkness.

Qin Tian felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless vortex. There was no sound or light around him, and even his perception of time and space became blurred.

He tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't even move a finger.

The feeling was strange, as if the soul had been ripped from the body, drifting aimlessly, its destination unknown.

Consciousness floated in the darkness, and it was unclear how much time had passed—perhaps a moment, perhaps millions of years.

Suddenly, a beam of light cleaved through the darkness.

Qin Tian consciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw a clear blue sky.

This sky... no, that's not right.

Qin Tian sat up abruptly, and the sight before him stunned him.

He was sitting in a lush forest, surrounded by towering trees with dense foliage that blocked out the sun.

The air is filled with the fresh scent of earth and grass, mixed with the fragrance of unknown flowers; a deep breath is refreshing and invigorating.

Qin Tian opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

His last memory was of the creaking bed in the rented room.

I just graduated and haven't found a job yet. I've sent out dozens of resumes, but I've only received a handful of replies.

That night, as he scrolled through his phone and saw his classmates posting pictures of their jobs and offers on social media, he felt a tightness in his chest, so he simply turned off the lights and went to sleep.

And then... and that's it?

Qin Tian looked down at himself.

She was still wearing the same T-shirt and jeans, and the same flip-flops.

Everything was normal, so normal it didn't feel like a dream.

But this surrounding environment doesn't look like the 21st century at all.

"Wait... what's going on?" Qin Tian muttered to himself.

He stood up and turned around. All around him were trees and bushes, with no trace of human activity in sight.

There were no utility poles, no roads, no buildings, and even the city skyline that should have been there in the distance had vanished without a trace.

wrong.

That's not right.

Qin Tian's first reaction was—could he have time-traveled?

He himself found the idea absurd as soon as it came to mind.

Time travel is something you only read about in novels; how could it happen to you?

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't come up with a second reasonable explanation.

It couldn't have been a prank by some variety show, could it?

This is quite a grand display.

Just as Qin Tian was filled with questions, a strange feeling suddenly surged into his mind.

Something slowly emerged from the depths of his consciousness. At first, it was just a blurry outline, but gradually, the outline became clearer, and finally it turned into paragraphs of text, incredibly clear.

"Elemental Force Guiding Technique"

Qin Tian was stunned.

A complete cultivation method appeared in his mind, from the basic principles of cultivation to the specific guidance methods, and then to the division and characteristics of each realm, all clearly explained.

It seems that this technique already existed in his mind, but was only activated now.

Realm Classification: Yuan Disciple, Yuan Scholar, Yuan Master, Yuan Lord, Yuan Ruler, Yuan Emperor, Yuan Saint, Yuan Spirit.

Nine realms, each progressively higher than the last.

Yuan Tu: Strength of ten thousand jin, lifespan of a thousand years.

Yuan Shi: Soaring through the air, with a lifespan of ten thousand years.

For the later stages, I only had names in my mind, without any specific descriptions.

Qin Tian's breathing became rapid.

A Yuan Tu realm cultivator has a lifespan of a thousand years? Strength of ten thousand jin? What kind of concept is that?

If a person can live to be a thousand years old and deliver a punch with the force of five tons, that would be a superhuman in any world, right?

The second realm, Yuan Shi, allows one to fly through the air and live for ten thousand years!

Ten thousand years!

Qin Tian felt like his brain wasn't working properly.

What is the concept of a lifespan of 10,000 years?

China has a history of five thousand years, and even the two Chinese civilizations combined cannot fill the span of ten thousand years.

Even the emperors in those fantasy novels would shed tears upon seeing a lifespan of ten thousand years.

And then there's flying through the air, one of humanity's most primal dreams throughout the ages.

Countless people have dedicated their lives to this cause, only to find that they can barely achieve it with the help of tools such as airplanes and paragliders.

This cultivation method told him that as long as he reached the Yuan Shi realm, he could do it himself.

They can go to heaven and earth, and are capable of anything.

Qin Tian took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

The most urgent task now is not to indulge in idle speculation, but to confirm two things: first, whether this cultivation method is actually feasible; and second, where he is currently located.

With these two questions in mind, Qin Tian began his first day in this unfamiliar world.

He found a relatively secluded spot, a small clearing surrounded by several large trees, with a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground that felt soft and spongy underfoot.

The surrounding bushes form a natural barrier, making it difficult to spot from the outside.

Qin Tian sat down cross-legged and, following the guidance of the "Elemental Force Guiding Technique" in his mind, began to try to sense the so-called "Elemental Force".

According to the description of the cultivation method, Yuanli is a basic energy that maintains the operation of the universe and the survival of all things. It is omnipresent and exists at all times.

The movement of the sun, moon, and stars, the changing of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the growth of flowers, trees, and plants, and the activities of birds and beasts are all influenced by primordial energy.

It's like the underlying code of this world, permeating and connecting everything.

It sounded mysterious, but when Qin Tian tried to sense it, it went surprisingly smoothly.

Close your eyes, clear your mind, and focus your attention on every inch of your skin and every pore.

Gradually, he sensed something invisible and intangible in his surroundings, like air, yet more subtle and purer.

They come from all directions, seep through the skin and into the meridians, and slowly circulate inside the body.

It's a wonderful feeling, like soaking in warm water, with every cell being gently caressed—it's indescribably comfortable.

one day.

In just one day, Qin Tian successfully sensed the presence of Yuan Power.

This speed surprised even himself.

The cultivation technique in his mind seemed to have been prepared for him from birth, or rather, there was some special connection between this technique and him, making cultivation as instinctive as if it were an instinct, without any obstacles.

In the days that followed, Qin Tian devoted himself entirely to cultivation.

He didn't rush to find any signs of human habitation, nor did he rush to explore the world.

Because he knew very well that in his current state, dressed in 21st-century clothes and speaking with a 21st-century accent, he would arouse suspicion wherever he went.

If this is a completely unfamiliar world, with forces, rules, or even threats he doesn't understand, rashly exposing himself would only bring unnecessary trouble.

Cultivation is what he should be doing right now.