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Gandalf's suggestion prompted Qin Yi to ponder deeply and ultimately decide to follow through.
However, devising a concrete plan would require careful consideration.
Questions such as how to construct the Immortal Realm, allocate resources, and select appropriate destinations for the deceased all needed to be addressed.
Of course, the current chaotic mix of powers within the nation was also unsustainable. While it might not pose immediate problems, prolonged coexistence would inevitably lead to escalating conflicts.
Moreover, the unresolved matters within the Immortal Sword world still demanded attention.
Three days later, Qin Yi returned to the Immortal Sword world, accompanied by Madara, Hashirama, White Beard, and others. Qin's Nation had now truly become a convergence point for Experts from both realms.
"Immortal Cultivation requires immense time and resources," Qin Yi explained to the group. "For you older veterans, the need for such resources is even greater."
In the magnificent Qin Sect Palace, Qin Yi smiled at the assembled crowd and said,
"Opening a Realm Gate now is fundamentally different from before," he explained. "The chances of being discovered by Experts from the Immortal Sword world are extremely slim. To put it simply, establishing a Realm Gate projection is like creating a door between two worlds. Once opened, we can enter freely—and it's our own door. Without a Realm Gate projection, opening the door means trespassing on someone else's territory, making the difference immeasurable."
"In this realm, my disciples can gather resources from across the world to revitalize your life force."
"Once you shed your aged bodies, you can resume cultivation and extend your lifespans."
His words drew a hearty laugh from White Beard.
"I've heard that this world is home to Experts who have lived for thousands of years, even countless eons! Truly something to look forward to!"
"You'd better not get your hopes up," Qin Yi said, shaking his head. "I have no desire to deal with that kind of person right now."
In the Immortal Sword world, the true power level should be Ninth-Rank Starlight, the same level demonstrated during the events of Immortal Sword 3. Even though he had established a Realm Gate projection in this world, bringing the Kunlun Mountains lineage under his control, Qin Yi dared not go any further.
If he took another step, those Heavenly Realm bastards would never let him off the hook.
Therefore, his operations in the Immortal Sword world had reached a temporary conclusion.
Qin's Nation had established the Magnificent Qin Faction in the Immortal Sword world, effectively securing a base for future resource acquisition from this world. This was a significant achievement.
The next day, Qin Yi left the Magnificent Qin Faction and arrived in Yuzhou City via Sword Control.
His purpose was to take Li Xiaoyao as his disciple. As the male protagonist of Immortal Sword I, Li Xiaoyao possessed extraordinary talent and a profound understanding of the sword. Moreover, his chivalrous spirit made him a rare and invaluable talent.
On a small hillside in Yuzhou City, Li Xiaoyao was currently swinging a wooden sword haphazardly.
From a young age, he had shown a deep passion for the way of the sword.
Qin Yi hovered above on his sword, gazing down at the boy. Li Xiaoyao appeared to be only twelve or thirteen years old, still very much a child.
A glint flashed in Qin Yi's eyes, and a smile curled his lips.
"Sword training should begin in childhood," he mused. "By joining the Magnificent Qin Faction, you'll receive a far superior education."
"The future is limitless!"
With a swift movement, Qin Yi materialized before Li Xiaoyao in the blink of an eye.
"Little one, how about becoming my disciple?"
He bent down, gazing at the dumbstruck Li Xiaoyao with a smile, Seeking the Dao.
"Y-you... you're a Sword Immortal?"
Li Xiaoyao was utterly astonished, having witnessed the entire process of Qin Yi's Sword Control descent from the sky.
"Indeed," Qin Yi replied solemnly. "This humble Daoist sees that your bone structure is extraordinary—a once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy. I've decided to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
"Take me as your disciple? Really?" Li Xiaoyao's face lit up with excitement.
He had clearly witnessed the man's extraordinary abilities, and that Sword Control technique was beyond anything an ordinary person could possess.
"Of course it's true. Are you willing?" Qin Yi asked again, his voice firm and resolute, Seeking the Dao.
"Yes! Of course, I'm willing! This is amazing! I, Li Xiaoyao, will finally become a Sword Immortal!"
Li Xiaoyao was so excited he nearly jumped for joy.
Afterward, Qin Yi took Li Xiaoyao to his aunt's house to explain the situation. The two embraced in a tearful farewell.
From that moment on, Li Xiaoyao, the male protagonist of Chinese Paladin 1, became Qin Yi's disciple and was accepted as an inner disciple.
Four days later, Qin Yi arrived at the Southwest Workshop in Yuzhou City.
Seated across from him was an aged Jing Tian, his wrinkled skin evident as he poured tea.
"I really drew the short straw taking in your disciple!" Jing Tian grumbled. "You're only visiting now that I'm practically on my deathbed."
"But I've heard all the rumors about you, Master," Jing Tian continued. "Establishing the Magnificent Qin Faction, becoming the foremost expert in the Material Realm—truly remarkable! You've surpassed even me in my prime!"
Jing Tian poured tea as he spoke.
During this visit, Qin Yi didn't see Tang Xuejian. He didn't ask, knowing his Martial Aunt had likely passed away.
He was even more certain that when she left, his Master must have suffered immense pain and grief.
It was best not to mention such things.
"If... if I could bring Martial Aunt back to life, make you young again, and let you two continue living together..." Qin Yi suddenly proposed.
To his right on the table sat the tea leaves he had specially brought from the Nanzhao Kingdom for this occasion.
Sunset Jade Tea—Tang Xuejian's favorite blend. The tea was here, but she was gone.
I've come too late, Qin Yi thought, his heart heavy with mixed emotions and a pang of guilt.
"Enough. The past is the past. What's the point in dwelling on it?" Jing Tian replied. "She's gone, but we shared beautiful memories. I'd rather cherish those memories as I slowly age, eventually returning to the earth in peace."
"If I had ever desired the kind of life you describe, I would have chosen it long ago."
"Isn't that so?"
Jing Tian paused, set his teacup on the table, and said calmly, "Aren't you the same? In matters of the heart, the most beautiful memories between two people are enough."
He paused, his gaze suddenly sharpening as he fixed it intently on Qin Yi.
"But next time, if it's not true love—someone you genuinely cherish—don't immerse yourself in it again. Misleading others and yourself—what a tragedy!"
"You had the power to claim what could have been yours, yet you abandoned it."
"You let that girl enter the Demon Realm, and to her, you were merely a path to the Dao."
These words stunned Qin Yi, who let out a long sigh.
This Master, having seen through life through his own experiences, could see even him with perfect clarity—truly terrifying.
"What you did was excessive—utterly excessive!" Jing Tian's voice now carried a hint of anger.
But he quickly paused again, letting out another long sigh.
"Enough. Young people make mistakes—it's nothing. Just don't wait until you're old to regret them; that's the most tragic thing."
"If you don't love her, letting go is the right thing to do."
"But from now on, never betray your own heart again!"
Qin Yi remained silent, then nodded. "Your disciple understands!"
"Go now. I can sense you're about to leave this world."
Jing Tian waved his hand, unsealed the Sunset Jade Tea on the table, scattered the leaves, and poured hot water into the teapot to steep them.
A delicate fragrance immediately filled the air.
"Master, will I ever see you again?" Qin Yi asked as he rose, sighing.
"What use would there be in seeing me again?" Jing Tian replied. "After drinking this tea with your Martial Aunt, we'll be embarking on a long journey together."
Qin Yi said nothing more. He bowed deeply, then turned and left.
He knew his master's time had come. After drinking the tea, Jing Tian would ascend to immortality.
Though a lingering sense of reluctance tugged at his heart, Qin Yi didn't linger. He understood that everyone has their own choices to make, and no one should interfere.
The affairs of the Immortal Sword world had come to a temporary conclusion.
Next, Qin Yi turned his attention to establishing the Divine Nation.
However, just as he was returning to Qin's Nation with Li Xiaoyao, Zhao Ling'er, and the others, a soldier rushed forward.
"Our King!"
"We have news of the Princess!"
"She's in a world called Akame ga Kill!"
"She's sent us a distress signal!"
The urgent words caused Qin Yi's eyes to narrow instantly.
"A distress signal?"
"Excellent."
"Then let's conquer that world while we're at it!"
(End of Chapter)