Buzz! Buzz!
The Emperor's Sword seemed to sense that Qin Feng was about to return to the Immortal Realm. It immediately circled around him, ringing out mournful cries of reluctance.
Although it could grow quickly in the Lower Realm, nourished by Great Qin's national fortune and Dragon Vein, it would much rather stay by Qin Feng's side and wage war across the land.
"Don't worry. You'll get your chance to take the field!"
Qin Feng felt the Emperor's Sword's plea, but he had no intention of taking it to the Immortal Realm.
Unlike his ancestral demon sword, the Emperor's Sword was connected to Great Qin's national fortune. The stronger Great Qin's fortune, the mightier the sword became. Moreover, the two were bound by the system, so he could summon it to his side anytime, anywhere.
"Your Majesty!"
Taishi Wudao seemed to have guessed what Qin Feng was thinking. He spoke with some difficulty. "Great Qin has now unified the Ancient Wasteland and reached the peak of its history. I'm afraid its national fortune will be hard to increase any further."
"Grand Preceptor!"
Qin Feng replied calmly, "Sometimes you need to go out and take a look around. The world outside is far bigger than you imagine. And the Ancient Wasteland isn't the only place in this world."
"Your Majesty means..."
Taishi Wudao immediately understood. His gaze turned toward the northern frontier.
"Each generation has its own mission!"
Qin Feng didn't answer Taishi Wudao. Instead, he turned to his eldest nephew and said, "I founded Great Qin and laid the foundation for ten thousand generations. Your second uncle governed it well and breathed life and vitality into the empire. Now it's your turn to give Great Qin a soul."
With that...
He held out the Emperor's Sword to him.
"Your nephew