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At the Freezing cold sea.

The Sacred Soul Island!

He Chuan focused on his cultivation. He finally knew why the people of the godfiend race cultivated faster than ordinary people.

Not only was the name of the technique passed down, but the spiritual energy here was also richer than that of the Central Plains, the great desert, or the grasslands.

Even though the spiritual energy of the entire world had begun to recover, it was still far from being here.

This was because the spiritual energy on the Sacred Soul Island would also grow.

He didn\'t know what had happened in the River of the dead or about the Corpse flower that could peer into the future and help them avoid a crisis.

Moreover, Shangguan Fei and the others were quite powerful. If he knew what had happened in the alternate dimension, he would probably be more or less nervous.

Now, even with the assistance of the system, his cultivation speed had become extremely slow. He had only reached the fourth level of the earth realm after taking all the supreme-grade medicinal pills.

Although this kind of strength was enough to do whatever he wanted in any part of the world, he wanted to be careful because he believed that there would always be more powerful experts.

They cultivated in the dark and usually wouldn\'t appear in front of people.

Unless a great opportunity appeared, this group of hidden experts would not come out at all.

Moreover, the world was now reinvigorated with spiritual energy. While He Chuan was cultivating, others were also cultivating. He was not the only one who had improved.

And the most important person was the legendary World God, Meng Ao\'s memories and the information Tongdun Chanyu had received in the letter. They didn\'t know how strong a World God pinnacle was.

He had to be at least at the earth realm.

And that Young Lord, Gu Mingzhou, seemed to be the chosen one as well. He was one of the earliest supremacies of the godfiend race to play a game of chess. If Gu Mingzhou recovered his strength, wouldn\'t his strength be no weaker than that of the World God?

All of them were unpredictable factors.

He didn\'t know what the martial arts world in the Central Plains had become like now and whether someone had broken the shackles and become the first person in the mortal realm in the Central Plains.

If there was, He Chuan still hoped that it was someone from the Imperial court because this could ensure the stability of the Zhou Dynasty.

The real experts would not even bother with such a low-level dynasty. Otherwise, if those hidden sects had not left the Central Plains, it was hard to say whether the Zhou Dynasty could be as it was now.

No matter what, the most important thing was to continue to improve his strength.

What He Chuan didn\'t know was that when he was in seclusion, saint cultivators kept popping up like spring bamboo shoots after the rain.

It was much easier to break through in cultivation. It was as if the barrier to becoming a saint cultivator no longer existed.

He remembered that in the past, anyone who could become a half-step saint cultivator would have some status in the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

But now, he was no different from a ninth-level Xiantian cultivator.

Saint cultivator, the peak of the saint cultivator. Some people had even reached the mortal realm.

Their numbers were also gradually increasing.

The cultivators in the mortal realm discovered that a new world had opened up.

This was because he had basically reached the end of his martial path. No matter how powerful a saint cultivator was, that was all he could do.

However, cultivation was different because cultivation could draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one\'s own use.

From there, he could enter a higher level of cultivation.

Whether it was his attacking methods or his cultivation methods, they had all become new.

This made many experts extremely excited. They began to create cultivation techniques one after another, wanting to seize the opportunity.

After becoming a warrior of the mortal realm, his lifespan would also be increased exponentially. It would not be a problem to live for another 300 years.

...

Empress Changning recruited all kinds of suitable Palace maids and eunuchs and sent them all to the space of the Northern Shaolin Temple to cultivate. With the pills left behind by He Chuan, a large number of saint cultivators quickly emerged.

Even Zhou Xue and Zhou Ming, this pair of children, had already broken through to the half-step saint cultivator realm, perhaps because they had inherited excellent genes.

Cai Lian stayed in the Library Pavilion to cultivate, helping Empress Changning teach the two little guys.

Her bulging belly was also becoming more and more obvious, and she was not far from her due date.

At this moment, she missed He Chuan even more. Unknowingly, they had already been separated for several months.

...

Lia was also close to her due date.

Ever since the Xiongnu and Zhou Dynasty signed various agreements, trade between the two countries became more and more frequent.

The Zhou Dynasty also followed the agreement and sent some officials from the Ministry of Agriculture to the grasslands to help them cultivate.

The herdsmen who had lived in the grasslands for generations would never have thought that rice could be grown on their land, not just grass.

A large river flowed along the Holingol Grassland. It was called the "River of Food", and the best grasslands on the prairie grew on both sides of the river.

In fact, it was not just the herdsmen. When the people of the Zhou Dynasty came to the grasslands, the first impression in their minds was "the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep". They did not expect that the fertile black land in the depths of the grasslands could also produce rice.

With rice, everyone no longer had to starve in winter, no longer had to snatch food from neighboring countries every year, and no longer had to let the elderly go deep into the snowy mountains to fend for themselves.

They were even more respectful to the new King, and their love for her was genuine and not an act.

No one liked war.

After all, when war broke out, the first to suffer would be the civilians.

Not only did they want to recruit young people to serve on the front lines, but they also wanted to collect grain and supplies for the country to fight.

In the past, when they couldn\'t even fill their stomachs, they had to collect grain to help the country. Although they didn\'t dare to say anything on the surface, they definitely had complaints in their hearts.

Since ancient times, commoners rebelled only because they could not fill their stomachs.

Otherwise, who would be willing to put their head on a bet and do such a dangerous thing?

Lia was sitting in her bedroom, fiddling with all kinds of small clothes, all of which were prepared for the unborn child.

Compared to the past, the childishness on her pretty face gradually disappeared, and the brilliance of her motherly nature was revealed.

"Baby, do you miss your Father?" She caressed her lower abdomen and thought of He Chuan\'s handsome face. Her beautiful eyes were filled with deep longing.

It had only been a few months since they last met, but she felt as if many years had passed. It was as if they had not seen each other for many years.

Perhaps this was what the people of the Central Plains meant by passing a day like a year.

"We pay our respects to our King!" a personal maid appeared in the bedchamber and greeted her respectfully.

"Is the alternate dimension that my Husband cultivated useful?" Lia didn\'t even raise her head as she continued to stare at the small clothes in her hands.

"The spiritual energy inside is indeed more abundant. The Golden Saber King even especially left a formation to ensure that the spiritual energy inside doesn\'t leak out, which is very beneficial to our cultivation!" her personal maid answered truthfully.

He Chuan took out the bronze fragment that he had left in the alternate dimension. Spiritual energy began to flow out uncontrollably, so he simply set up a spirit-gathering array.

Help the Xiongnu people leave behind a place to cultivate.

Lia laughed happily when she heard that He Chuan had helped to set up the spirit gathering array.

This proved that this man still had her in his heart, but she knew that He Chuan was not good at expressing himself.

Whether it was Empress Changning, the palace maid Cai Lian, or herself, he had never expressed his love. They had basically been passively accepting his love.

"Send more people who can pass the message in to cultivate and try to break through to the mortal realm one day. The Xiongnu tribe must at least have the ability to protect itself." Lia did not forget about the proper business.

The entire world was changing, and Xiongnu could not fall behind!