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

Just as schools, farmlands, workshops, and newspapers across the Qin Dynasty were all rushing forward.

Deep within the palace, a far more profound change is quietly taking place.

In another way, it adds a very significant footnote to the accumulation of the past four years.

That morning, Qin Tian was having porridge in his mansion when he suddenly sensed a familiar aura coming from the direction of the palace.

More composed than usual, with a sense of nascent vibration.

He put down the bowl, a slight smile playing on his lips, and without saying anything more, simply picked up the bowl and continued drinking his porridge.

He knew that Ying Zheng had broken through to the Yuan Tu realm.

This was faster than Qin Tian had expected.

Ying Zheng's comprehension and perseverance were indeed far beyond those of ordinary people.

The cycle of the universe never stops.

Even on the busiest days of court assemblies, he would meditate alone for an hour late at night before going to sleep.

He never asked anyone whether his cultivation was considered fast or slow.

He simply practiced the technique that Qin Tian had spent an entire afternoon engraving into the depths of his consciousness, day after day.

When that invisible barrier was finally breached at dawn.

Ying Zheng sat in his bedroom and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking down at my hands, I felt an unprecedented power.

He felt his heart beating very strongly, and his breathing became long and even.

He tried clenching his fist, and the bones in his palm made a slight cracking sound.

That sense of power made him pause for a moment.

Having lived for over fifty years, this was the first time he truly felt what "youth" meant.

That's not a superficial youth maintained through medicine and conditioning.

He stood up, walked to the window, and sunlight streamed through it, bathing him in its glow.

Then I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

He now has a lifespan of a thousand years, starting today.

The news of Ying Zheng's breakthrough to the Yuan Tu level quickly spread throughout the court and the army.

While the civil and military officials were happy for His Majesty, they also felt an even stronger sense of confidence.

His Majesty has already taken the lead, and they won't fall behind for long.

Those who begin meditating before dawn and continue circulating their energy well into the night.

Breakthrough news followed in the next few months.

Meng Tian was the first to achieve a breakthrough.

He guarded the northern frontier for many years, and his character was as firm as iron.

Although they started later than the civil officials in the court.

But once he started cultivating, that unwavering determination became his greatest asset.

The first thing he did after his breakthrough was to test his strength on the training field.

He lifted a 300-pound stone lock with one hand as easily as carrying a basket of vegetables.

Then he tried shooting arrows.

An arrow was shot out, piercing through three layers of cowhide target and embedding itself in the earthen wall behind it, the fletching still trembling slightly.

He put down his bow, remained silent for a moment, and then revealed a rare smile.

Fusu broke through later than Meng Tian, ​​but his mindset had undergone a complete transformation after experiencing the reshaping of the court.

He was no longer an idealist confined to his study.

They are people who have truly measured this land with their own feet and felt the suffering of the people with their own hands.

When the bottleneck in his body quietly loosened and his vital energy flowed through his entire body like a tide.

He felt a solid sense of security and peace.

Wang Jian also made a breakthrough.

Although the old general was the oldest when he started.

But the Yuan energy within his body was slowly nourishing and repairing his body, which had been worn down by war and the passage of time.

Now, we have finally accumulated enough strength to break through the bottleneck.

On the day he made his breakthrough, he locked himself in his study for most of the day.

When I came out, my back was straighter than before, and my steps were more steady.

Wei Liao also broke through.

This retired Grand Commandant, who had been in seclusion for many years, was nourished by the Yuan Power Guiding Technique.

His once thin and frail body regained its vitality, and his insightful eyes became even clearer.

He did not go to the training ground to test his strength like the others.

He simply sat in his own yard, brewed a pot of tea, and slowly drank it all.

Then he said to his disciples, "So, it turns out that after getting old, one can live again."

When Li Si made his breakthrough, he didn't boast or show off to anyone.

Wang Ben, Meng Yi, Feng Quji, Feng Jie, and other civil and military officials who were among the first to be taught the techniques.

They also gradually broke through the barrier that stood between mortals and Yuan disciples.

Some people are fast, some are slow; some are a few days earlier, some are a few days later, but they all eventually crossed that threshold.

As for Qin Tian's four guards and eight maids, they had already reached the Yuan Tu realm.

Ye Fan stands ramrod straight during his daily duty, his energy seemingly inexhaustible.

Shi Hao ran almost twice as fast as before, his movements as swift as the wind.

Xiao Yan's perception of Yuan Power was extremely keen, and he controlled the warm current he generated when nurturing others perfectly.

Regardless of age or gender, everyone felt so comfortable under his palm that they sighed with relief.

Lin Dong remained as taciturn as ever.

The maids were also disciples of the Yuan dynasty.

Chunwei's finger strength was enough to easily lift a stone mortar.

Xia Rou's skirt billowed in the wind as she ran.

They usually kept a low profile, only occasionally doing some manual labor in the mansion.

That's when your companions will exclaim, "Wow, you've gotten so strong!"

During that time, Ying Yinman also crossed the threshold of becoming a Yuan disciple.

She stretched her limbs in the courtyard, feeling the continuous flow of vital energy within her body slowly coursing through her meridians.

Then, a slight smile curved his lips as he said to his personal maid, "So this is the feeling the Imperial Advisor was talking about."

With a gentle exertion of force, a fine crack appeared in the blue brick beneath her feet.

Everyone knows that Yuan Tu is just the first step.

But this step allowed everyone to truly see the outline of the road, touch its foundation, and confirm its solidity.

And the source of all this lies with the Imperial Preceptor.

In this vibrant and groundbreaking torrent, there is one person who, though also standing in this spring breeze, has always maintained a quieter rhythm.

Zhao Gao.

During these four years, Zhao Gao, the King of Dance of Qin.

From initial shock and humiliation, to later resentment and struggle, and now to silence and habituation.

His state of mind underwent a transformation that was invisible to outsiders.

He didn't give up in the first year.

He leveraged the connections and relationships he had built up over the years.

He attempted to reconnect with officials who had once been on good terms with him, to gather information about the court's movements, and to find an opportunity to restore his position.

He wrote one earnest letter after another, and had his trusted confidants secretly deliver them to those he thought still held onto old feelings for him.

There were no complaints or grievances in the letter.

He still used his elegant language to express his concern for the government and his longing for his old friends in a proper manner.

But those letters seemed to sink without a trace, and most of them received no response.