Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!
Chapter 31: Generous Rewards_1

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Generous Rewards_1

After the destruction of the other four nations, a system prompt rang out.

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Great Qi Empire and signing in for the Heaven-Level Cultivation Technique, ’Five-element Reincarnation Ju’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Great Yan Empire and signing in for the Earth-Level Cultivation Technique, ’Five Elements Heaven and Earth Tactics’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Great Jin Empire and signing in for the Profound-Level Cultivation Technique, ’Five Elements True Meaning Jue’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Great Zhao Empire and signing in for the Yellow-Level Cultivation Technique, ’Five Elements Jue’!"

Upon hearing the rewards, Qin Wudao’s expression darkened, his brow furrowing. What kind of rewards are these? Four Five Elements attribute cultivation techniques? Is this some kind of nesting doll joke?

He cultivated the "Chaos Heavenly Scripture" and couldn’t practice other cultivation techniques, so these system rewards were useless to him. Martial skills would have been more practical.

Forget it, I’ll pass them on to others later! Qin Wudao thought gloomily. These four cultivation techniques might be useless to him, but their value was self-evident. If word got out that he possessed a Heaven-Level cultivation technique, it would undoubtedly shake the continent, leading countless powerhouses to try and assassinate him to seize it.

After all, across the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains, forces possessing a Heaven-Level cultivation technique were exceedingly rare.

A single Heaven-Level cultivation technique could be passed down for eons, capable of founding a sacred land.

The legacy cultivation technique of the Qin Empire, the "Soaring Dragon Jue," was merely an Earth-Level technique.

The vast majority of factions only possessed Profound-Level cultivation techniques.

Many unaffiliated cultivators toiled with Yellow-Level cultivation techniques their entire lives.

"Your Highness, we can depart now!" a general approached, saluting respectfully.

Outside Yingdu, a million Qin soldiers stood in neat formations, their imposing aura surging like a divine sword capable of vanquishing any foe.

"Set off!" Qin Wudao commanded, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. What rewards will I get after conquering the six major sects?

News of the five nations’ annihilation, like a cataclysmic hurricane, instantly swept through the East Ancient Domain, reaching the ears of the six major sects.

Tens of thousands of sect disciples shivered as if plunged into the depths of winter, chilled to the marrow by an unrelenting icy wind.

Their Ancestor had been defeated, and most of the sects’ powerhouses had fallen, leaving behind only a handful of survivors. How could they possibly resist the ascendant Great Qin Imperial Dynasty?

The Qin cavalry is coming; who can possibly stand against them?

Can we win? a sect disciple wondered, gazing at the vast azure sky as if questioning the heavens themselves. Finally, he shook his head in despair, knowing the sect had no chance of victory in this battle.

Any Saint Realm powerhouse sent by the Qin Empire could effortlessly flatten them all.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter!

Many disciples began to pack their belongings and leave the Mustard Seed World. Most had come to learn under a master, and while they felt some loyalty to their sect, their own lives were far more important.

Before long, the six major sects, once like an Immortal Realm, became deserted and filled with an air of desolation.

Only some disciples who had grown up within the sects remained, stubbornly defending their homes.

But what was the point?

Three days later, the Qin army arrived outside Eastern Wilderness City.

At this point, Eastern Wilderness City’s gates stood wide open, the city itself utterly devoid of people. A flock of swallows flew by, perching on the eaves, while leaves danced in the breeze, skittering across the empty streets.

Walking down the wide streets, Qin Wudao surveyed the shuttered shops that once sold cultivation resources. A cold sneer touched his lips. Is this the supposed martial holy land of the East Ancient Domain? "Relay my command: raze this city. Henceforth, the only Holy City in the East Ancient Domain shall be the Imperial Capital!"

"As you command!" The soldiers, completely obedient to Qin Wudao’s orders, began to demolish the buildings.

「In the city center.」

Six stone pillars stood there, connecting to the Mustard Seed Worlds of the six major sects. The remaining sect disciples all sat beneath these pillars, weapons across their laps, faces grim with determination, prepared to live or die with their sects.

"They’re here!" An elder of the Heaven Realm opened his eyes, retrieved the weapon from his lap, and stood.

The roughly two thousand remaining disciples also sensed the approach of numerous powerful auras. They swallowed hard, suppressed their fear, and readied themselves for battle.

Soon, the Qin army appeared before them, exuding a potent aura and a chilling killing intent. The sight turned the faces of these pampered sect disciples pale, and the urge to retreat welled within them.

But it was too late to retreat now. At Qin Wudao’s command, the Qin army launched its attack.

"Brave warriors of Old Qin, together we face this peril to our state!"

"Wind! Wind! Great Wind!"

"KILL! KILL! KILL!"

The sects cultivated elites, so their disciples were generally strong. Consequently, the Qin troops dispatched for this battle were also elite forces, their strength all at or above the Beyond the Shore Realm.

BOOM!

The two sides clashed, instantly drawing blood.

As always, the Qin forces, spearheaded by the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders, launched a savage charge. They shattered the formation of the six sects’ disciples, leaving over a hundred corpses in their wake.

"For the sect! KILL!" the Heaven Realm elder roared, his gaze sharp as he charged toward the Qin soldiers. However, two Qin generals intercepted him mid-charge.

Gradually, the sounds of battle diminished.

Disciples from the six sects fell in droves, their eyes wide with disbelief. From a young age, their elders had instilled in them the belief that their sects were the most powerful forces. They had been living an illusion.

Now, that illusion was shattered, and their lives were forfeit.

In less than an hour, all disciples of the six sects had fallen. Only one grievously wounded elder remained, gasping for breath. After a dozen more exchanges, he was decapitated by a long saber.

The vast plaza was strewn with corpses. A pall of death hung heavy in the air, darkening the sky.

"Open the passages to the Mustard Seed Worlds!" Qin Wudao flew to the foot of the stone pillars and ordered gravely.

Six generals stepped forward and began to interface with the Void nodes. Moments later, six spatial vortexes swirled into existence above the stone pillars.

"Your Highness, allow us to go in and scout ahead!" one of the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders said gravely. No one knew if the six sects had left traps or ambushes within their Mustard Seed Worlds.

"Be careful," Qin Wudao nodded and cautioned.

In teams of three, the Yan Yun Eighteen Riders flew into the Mustard Seed Worlds and vanished.

About a quarter of an hour later, they emerged, their bodies suffused with a palpable killing intent, as if they had just waded through a massacre. Bowing, they reported, "Your Highness, it is clear to enter!"

Hearing this, Qin Wudao flew into one of the Mustard Seed Worlds.

What met his eyes was a sea of red. The vast ground was littered with the corpses of young children. Fresh blood, still warm, trickled across the ground, indicating they had died recently. This made him frown slightly.

Among these young corpses, he also found many swaddled babies.

"Your Highness, it is best to eradicate the roots to prevent future troubles. Your subordinates have done well!" Bai Qi commented, flying in after him. Surveying the scene, he nodded in satisfaction. "These children may seem pitiful now, but when they grow up, they could become daggers of vengeance."

If the Qin Empire wished to endure for millennia, beyond its own strength, it also had to eliminate such potential threats.

Qin Wudao took a deep breath. Bai Qi’s words were like a harsh awakening, reminding him that this wasn’t his previous life but a brutal world of cultivation. His expression turned cold. "HUFF... Relay my orders! Hunt down and exterminate all remaining remnants of the six sects!" he commanded gravely.

Then, he headed towards the Sect Master’s main hall. Along the way, system notifications chimed continuously in his mind:

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Celestial Gang Sect and signing in for the Earth-Level Martial Technique, ’Five Elements Sword Art’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Skyfire Sect and signing in for the Earth-Level Martial Technique, ’Vermilion Bird Divine Fire Palm’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Blood Sword Hall and signing in for the Profound-Level Martial Technique, ’Blood Sword’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Giant Sword Sect and signing in for the ’Alchemy Compendium’!"

"DING! Congratulations to the Host for occupying the Heartless Pavilion and signing in for the Earth-Level ’Alchemy’..."