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

Qin Tian looked at them directly, without beating around the bush.

"I will teach you the art of channeling elemental energy."

The moment the words left his mouth, the knees of all four guards slammed into the ground simultaneously.

"Imperial Preceptor...we are all doomed..."

"Don't die." Qin Tian waved his hand. "Get up, sit cross-legged, relax, and don't think about anything."

The four guards took a deep breath, got up from the ground, and sat cross-legged in a row.

Their bodies were slightly tense, and their breathing was a little rapid.

Seeing their tense expressions, Qin Tian smiled but said nothing.

It's normal to be nervous when facing something like this for the first time.

He walked behind the four guards, raised his right hand, and four faint halos appeared on his palm.

The four halos of light slowly drifted towards the heads of the four guards, and then, like water droplets falling into a pond, silently merged into the depths of their consciousness.

Ye Fan's body trembled violently.

He felt something enter his mind.

The thing was very, very light, as light as a feather falling on the water, without even causing a ripple.

But its presence was incredibly clear. A completely new and complete information slowly unfolded in the depths of his consciousness, as if someone had opened a scroll of bamboo slips he had never seen before in some corner of his mind.

Yuanli Guiding Technique.

The realm of Yuan Tu.

A complete cultivation method.

From methods for sensing primordial energy, to techniques for guiding it into the body, to the pathways of meridian circulation, to the rhythm of the microcosmic orbit, to the secrets to accumulating energy.

All the information was fully presented in the depths of his consciousness within that halo of light.

The information is not rigid text, but rather a perceptual aid that guides the reader.

It was as if he had known these things by birth, but had simply forgotten them before, and now they had been awakened again.

Shi Hao, Xiao Yan, and Lin Dong reacted differently.

Shi Hao's brows were furrowed, as if he was trying to process the information flooding into his mind.

Xiao Yan's eyes widened, his pupils dilated slightly, and his face showed a mixture of shock and ecstasy.

Lin Dong showed no outward reaction.

He remained seated quietly cross-legged, breathing evenly, his face serene.

But his hands were trembling slightly, so slightly that it was almost imperceptible unless you looked closely.

Qin Tian stood behind them, waiting quietly.

He knew they needed some time to process that information, just like when he first sensed the elemental energy in the mountains.

Half an incense stick's time has passed.

Ye Fan was the first to come to his senses.

He slowly opened his eyes, his usual calm gaze returning.

He turned around, knelt properly on the ground, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said with an unprecedented solemnity and firmness, "Thank you, Imperial Preceptor."

Shi Hao, Xiao Yan, and Lin Dong opened their eyes one after another, knelt down and kowtowed, thanking him one after another.

They knew that from this moment on, their lives would be completely changed.

No longer an ordinary person, no longer that lowly soldier struggling in the military camp, living a precarious life.

They had a road, a road leading to a thousand years ago.

Qin Tian waved his hand, signaling them to stand up. "This is just the first step. Now that you have the complete cultivation method for the Yuan Apprentice realm in your minds, you can cultivate on your own using that method. Sensing Yuan energy, guiding it into your body, circulating it throughout your body, accumulating energy until you break through the bottleneck and reach the Yuan Apprentice realm."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious: "After reaching the Yuan Disciple realm, one's lifespan begins at a thousand years, and one's strength reaches ten thousand jin. You'll find out then."

The eyes of the four guards lit up simultaneously.

A lifespan of a thousand years, the strength of ten thousand jin.

Now, these things are relevant to them, and they have the opportunity to possess them.

"Once you've reached the peak of the Yuan Disciple realm, I'll teach you the next stage of cultivation." Qin Tian's tone returned to its usual casual and relaxed manner. "Take it one step at a time, slowly, no rush. You have plenty of time."

The four guards knelt down in unison, their foreheads pounding the ground, their voices ringing out in unison and loud voices: "We will certainly not fail the Imperial Preceptor's great kindness!"

Qin Tian looked at them helplessly; this was the fourth time he had knelt down today.

He waved for them to get up, then walked behind the four of them and patted each of them on the back.

One's own guards must be given special treatment.

A warm surge of energy flowed from his palm into the four people's bodies, quickly circulating through their consciousness along the path that had just been illuminated.

The energy was gentle and mild, like a pair of guiding hands, allowing them to truly feel the energy flowing within their bodies.

The four of them shuddered slightly at the same time, then slowly relaxed.

They closed their eyes, trying to capture the warm touch.

"Alright." Qin Tian withdrew his hand, patting off non-existent dust. "From now on, cultivate using this method whenever you have free time. It will be slower at first, but just persevere. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and a breakthrough is only a matter of time."

The four guards stood up and bowed in agreement.

Their backs were straighter than before, their eyes were brighter, and they exuded a vibrant energy from within.

Qin Tian was about to wave them away when he suddenly remembered something and called them back.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

The four guards stopped in their tracks, turned around, and waited quietly for his instructions.

"From now on, you'll have eight days off each month." Qin Tian counted on his fingers. "A month has thirty days, eight days off, twenty-two days on duty—that's roughly the ratio. You can discuss and arrange the specific days off yourselves, just make sure it doesn't interfere with the official business of the manor."

The four guards were slightly taken aback.

Eight days off per month?

When they were in the army, they were lucky to get three to five days off a year. During holidays and when there was fighting, they would even spend the whole year in the barracks.

Now the Imperial Advisor says, "Eight days off per month?"

With 30 days off a month and 8 days off, almost a third of the time is spent resting, which is easier than being an official in any government office in the Qin Dynasty.

"Thank you, Imperial Preceptor!" the four of them said in unison.

Qin Tian waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.

But before the four of them could take a step, Qin Tian's eyes suddenly darted around, and a mischievous smile crooked his lips.

"And—" he drawled, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the four guards before finally lingering on Xiao Yan's young and clean-cut face.

Xiao Yan was puzzled by his gaze and subconsciously touched his face, as if there was something on it.

"Once you cultivate your Yuan Power," Qin Tian said slowly, his smile deepening, "you must never use the excuse of nurturing your body to touch the bodies of young women or wives."

The four guards were stunned.

They glanced at each other, then turned their gaze back to Qin Tian's face, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Nourishing the body? Touching young women and married women? What does that have to do with anything?

Why is cultivating Yuan Power related to touching young women and young wives?

What did the Imperial Advisor mean by that?

Qin Tian burst into laughter at their bewildered expressions.

The four guards remained standing in place, looking at the laughing Grand Preceptor with bewildered expressions, completely unaware of what had happened.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, Shi Hao blinked several times, Xiao Yan's face was full of confusion, and Lin Dong still had that calm, almost expressionless expression.

After Qin Tian finished laughing, he waved to the four of them.

"Alright, go on your duty. Just remember what I said."

Although the four guards still didn't understand what the Imperial Preceptor was laughing about, they bowed in unison and turned to leave the courtyard.

As their figures disappeared around the corner of the corridor, Qin Tian could still hear their hushed conversation—

"What does the Imperial Advisor mean by 'touching young women and wives'?"

"have no idea."

"Xiao Yan, the Imperial Advisor glanced at you just now. Does he know something?"

"I don't know anything!"

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I'm not blushing!"

"Your face is clearly red!"

"...That's from the sun."