Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 787 Chapter 320: Zhao Feng: Father, I Have a Method—If the Nation Does Not Fall, Then You Will Not Fall! (Part 2)

"Excellent!" Zhao Feng beamed with contentment.

He then commanded, "Issue my decree."

"Effective immediately, throughout the entire Qin Territory, conduct a thorough survey for Spirit Stone Veins. A specialized team shall be established for the extraction of these Spirit Stones. Upon extraction, they are to be swiftly absorbed via the Tianxuan Mirror."

"Furthermore,"

"All Spirit Stone Mines within Qin Territory shall belong to the state. Upon discovery, troops must be immediately dispatched to secure them. Anyone found to have discovered a Spirit Stone Mine and failed to report it, or who mines it illicitly, will face severe punishment! Conversely, those who report a Spirit Stone Mine will be rewarded with one thousand gold!"

Zhao Feng promptly enacted his decree.

The emergence of these Spirit Stone Mines promised a monumental shift for Qin.

Indeed,

with these Spirit Stones fueling the Tianxuan Mirror's cultivation space, Qin would be catapulted into an era of martial prowess far ahead of schedule.

"I accept the decree," Xiao He responded with deference.

"Very well, let us continue our deliberations," Zhao Feng declared, nodding.

At that very moment!

Chen Ping stepped forward, addressing their majesties with respect. "To report to His Majesty and the Crown Prince."

"Composite Strong Bow."

"Composite Crossbow."

"Compound Repeating Crossbow."

"Mo Knife."

"Heavy Armor."

"All have been successfully forged."

"I invite His Majesty and the Crown Prince to witness their efficacy. However, to best demonstrate the might of these armaments, some action is required from Your Majesty and the Crown Prince," Chen Ping humbly announced.

"The designs conceived by my son, Feng'er, are destined to become the formidable pillars of our Qin,"

"Esteemed sirs, let us observe together." Ying Zheng chuckled heartily as he rose from his throne.

"Heh heh," Zhao Feng offered a slight smile, remaining silent.

Within the Great Qin Divine Land, the advancement of weaponry was paramount. As weapons grew more potent, Qin would assuredly suffer fewer losses of elite soldiers on the battlefield. It was a logical progression.

Thus, facilitating a rapid transformation of the Great Qin Divine Land, Zhao Feng was simultaneously accelerating the enhancement of its military might.

Outside the Hall of Morning Discussions.

Several archery targets were erected in the central square.

A contingent of Imperial Guard Army soldiers stood ready, already outfitted with the gleaming, brand-new armaments.

"To report to His Majesty and the Crown Prince."

"This is the Composite Strong Bow," Chen Ping indicated a Compound Bow held by one of the Imperial Guard soldiers.

"Let us test its power," Ying Zheng proposed with a grin.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The soldier readily complied.

Beside him stood another soldier, bearing a bow of the original Qin design.

They positioned themselves ten zhang from the target.

One soldier raised the Compound Bow.

The other held the traditional Qin Bow.

Drawing their respective bows with practiced ease, they nocked their arrows. The archer with the Compound Bow effortlessly drew it to its full extent, the auxiliary wheel spinning to amplify its force.

With a swift 'whoosh'.

Two arrows streaked towards the targets. The projectile from the Compound Bow struck first, impacting its designated target with resounding force.

With a thunderous 'bang'.

The target disintegrated instantly upon impact.

It was utterly obliterated by a single arrow.

Although the arrow from the original Qin Bow also found its mark, it merely lodged in the bullseye, leaving the target intact.

A single glance was enough to reveal the stark disparity in power between the two bows.

"Is this bow... excessively potent?"

"The Crown Prince is truly a paragon of wisdom for our Qin, not only pioneering the path of Martial Dao Cultivation but also possessing such extraordinary foresight in military weaponry. With such a formidable bow, our Daqin's Elite Soldiers will undoubtedly become even more invincible."

"Truly impressive."

"Shattering the target with one shot, what astonishing might!"

Witnessing this display, the assembled officials could not contain their exclamations of awe.

"Indeed," Ying Zheng concurred, nodding in admiration.

"Proceed,"

Zhao Feng smiled, gesturing for Chen Ping to continue the demonstration.

Subsequently,

guided by the blueprints meticulously drafted by Zhao Feng, the skilled artisans of the Qin Army had successfully manufactured an array of advanced weaponry: the Compound Bow, the Composite Crossbow, the Compound Repeating Crossbow,

the Mo Knife, and the Heavy Armor.

All these newly developed weapons were presented for the officials' inspection. Of particular note was the Heavy Armor.

Incapable of being pierced by any sword and impenetrable to any arrow, it was, without question, a weapon of unrivaled human craftsmanship.

"Feng'er,"

"The armaments you have devised are undoubtedly divine instruments. Once integrated into our army, Qin's military might will ascend to unparalleled heights," Ying Zheng proclaimed, his face alight with profound satisfaction.

"Military armaments are also vital for a mighty army, not just martial arts," Zhao Feng responded with a grin. He then turned his attention to Chen Ping, instructing, "Dedicate all your effort to crafting these weapons and ensure they are distributed throughout the ranks as swiftly as possible."

"Your command shall be obeyed," Chen Ping replied without hesitation.

With that declaration,

today's morning deliberation reached its conclusion.

The assembled officials then took their leave.

Ying Zheng and Zhao Feng stood side-by-side on the grand palace steps.

"Had I not understood your earlier explanation of 'the real world,' the revelation of these military armaments might not have stirred me so profoundly."

"With these Divine Weapons, our Qin's military might will become unshakeable, paving the way for future expansion," Ying Zheng declared, his face alight with fervent anticipation.

"The world is a boundless expanse."

"It is destined for Qin to conquer it all." Zhao Feng's gaze burned with an unyielding ambition.

An ambition that encompassed the entire world.

"However..."

"Now that the Great Qin Divine Land is unified, both culturally and in terms of governance."

"The required time has been significantly less than I anticipated," Zhao Feng mused, a smile playing on his lips, though a serious expression settled in his eyes.

"What is this next step you speak of?" Ying Zheng inquired.

"Father,"

"I possess a method that transcends martial arts; it is the Art of National Fortune."

"It involves using one's body as a crucible, the nation's fortune as sustenance, and fusing the two. So long as the nation endures, the body shall not perish. The greater the nation's strength, the greater the body's own power."

"Do you intend to cultivate this profound technique?" Zhao Feng asked, his tone earnest.

"As long as the nation does not perish, the body shall not perish?"

"Does this imply immortality, provided Qin remains unbroken?" Ying Zheng's eyes widened with sudden enlightenment.

"Precisely," Zhao Feng confirmed with a nod.

After a moment of deep reflection, Ying Zheng pronounced, "This method is exceptionally potent. Feng'er, you should be the one to cultivate it."

"Father,"

"This National Fortune Cultivation Method is indeed formidable. The mightier the nation, the greater the strength it bestows. Given the accumulated national fortune of our current Qin, once you successfully master it, and if you can fully harness Qin's existing national fortune in the future, even a true Immortal would pale in comparison to your might."

"Yet, this path carries inherent limitations, being inextricably tied to the fate of the nation. Though with my presence, I shall never allow Qin to fall."