When asked such a question, the person with the soul imprint was also clueless and unable to articulate a clear answer.

　　Instead, they found it strange that their master would inquire about such a matter. Fang Yichen had to let it go at that.

　　Of course, Fang Yichen himself could dispel the soul imprint, and other cultivators or immortals could also forcibly erase it.

　　Even if cultivators or immortals ever descended into this world, they would need to possess abilities far surpassing Fang Yichen’s spatial power to forcibly erase the imprint.

　　Don’t say it’s impossible. Since he could travel to this Legend of the Condor Heroes world, perhaps people from other worlds could also cross over.

　　With a wave of his hand, Fang Yichen calmly said: “All rise! ” The crowd immediately stood up in reverence.

　　He continued: “Practicing here can greatly enhance one’s skills! You can all cultivate your martial arts here and strive to improve your strength quickly.”

　　Pointing to the martial arts experts from the royal palace, he commanded:

　　“You few, write down your martial arts manuals and hand them over to me. Over the next year, you will train these soldiers here, making sure to transform them into elite warriors.”

　　“After a year, Prince will lead you back to Zhongdu, the capital, to seize the throne by force.”

　　Upon hearing the words “seize the throne,” everyone was startled, especially Wanyan Honglie, who thought to himself:

　　“Does master already know what I’m thinking?”

　　Fang Yichen didn’t care about their thoughts. After giving his instructions, he waved them off and disappeared, appearing by a small river.

　　Watching the river flow quietly, he pondered a question:

　　“There are now over 800 people in this space, and it’s crucial to ensure a steady supply of essential materials and food. Otherwise, the people inside won’t be able to survive.”

　　“Although there are already some products here, they’re all top-notch! Of course, we can’t waste them!”

　　Moreover, based on previous experiments, bringing species from Blue Planet to cultivate and reproduce in this space, over time, under the influence of the spiritual energy within the space, will gradually enhance their quality.

　　“These foods have numerous benefits for the human body. As a daily consumable and a source of nutrition to improve people's physical fitness, they are second to none.”

　　“If I want to collect supplies on Blue Planet now, the most reliable way is to establish a trading company.”

　　“This way, it’s legitimate and won't easily attract others’ attention. In the initial stage, it's better to develop slowly and discreetly!”

　　“The first thing that needs to be addressed is the issue of funding! But don’t worry too much about that. Just take out a few of the gold, silver minerals, and gemstones produced in the space and cash them in!”

　　As night falls, inside the jade-green villa in the space.

　　Fang Yichen outlines his plan of action in his mind:

　　“Let’s start with the Jin Kingdom! With the power of my portable space and the cooperation of Wanyan Honglie, seizing the throne will be relatively easy.”

　　“And the menacing Mongols to the west will be my next target!”

　　“There are also the natives of the European continent. Although they haven’t entered the industrial civilization yet, following their original development trajectory, they might emerge sooner or later.”

　　“Should we let them repeat another Opium War or Invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance into China? That’s absolutely unacceptable!”

　　“Heh heh! I want to establish a true planetary empire, where all lands under heaven belong to the king, and all people along the land border are his subjects!”

　　“The Anglo-Saxon pirates will only be relegated to the bottom of society, never to rise again.”

　　“I hope to achieve the dream of global unity in this world! Let there be no more wars, and let the people live and work in peace and contentment!”

　　Fang Yichen usually has a liking for history and is aware of the hardships that China has endured throughout its thousands of years of history.

　　Though he couldn’t alter the history of the Blue Planet Hua Kingdom, now in the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes, he had the opportunity to change its history and the fate of the Hua clan.

　　This is what they call “The true heroes, serving the nation and the people!”

　　Fang Yichen’s thoughts stirred up emotions within him, making his heart surge. Yet, amidst it all, he secretly rejoiced,

　　“Without this accidental acquisition of a personal space, what would become of my dreams of conquering the world, unifying the globe, and establishing a Sun Never Sets Empire?”

　　“It would probably just remain as daytime fantasies!”

　　Standing by the window of the Qingyu Villa, he looked up at the sky where a vast, round moon, conjured by the power of space.

　　As he gazed upon the luminous orb, Fang Yichen’s mind drifted back to the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year...

　　Late at night, moonlight poured through the clouds, cascading onto the earth like liquid mercury.

　　In the southern part of the Hua Nation, in the city of Shen, outside a village within the city walls. This village, built quite some time ago, consisted mostly of six to seven-story buildings without elevators.

　　There was no property management in the village, and the workers hired by the village committee to do sanitation work were paid low wages and were not very willing to work hard, resulting in garbage and debris piling up everywhere.

　　The buildings were close together, earning the nickname “Handshake Buildings” among the outsiders of Shen City, as one could reach out and touch the neighboring building from their own.

　　Ten days ago, Fang Yichen, who was struggling to make ends meet, stood in a dilapidated single room, contemplating:

　　“500 RMB! It’s really cheap. It seems I can only give up the two-bedroom apartment in the residential area of the city and move to this single room in the village outside the city walls!”

　　Thus, he was deducted the deposit by the original landlord, and after discarding most of his belongings, he moved to this rundown single room in the village.

　　He was willing to rent such an old house simply because it was cheap.

　　On the rooftop, the night breeze carried a chill, and Fang Yichen's hair was disheveled, his complexion pale, and his unshaven beard had grown wild.

　　Although he appeared disheveled, upon closer inspection, he had a high nose bridge and large, double-lidded eyes.

　　Though not exceptionally handsome, he still managed to attract the attention of many girls when walking down the street.

　　At this moment, he sat haphazardly on the rooftop, leaning against the railing, holding up a half-empty bottle of beer and drinking it down.

　　Several empty bottles were scattered on the ground, along with a dozen or so discarded cigarette butts.

　　Fang Yichen looked despondent, muttering to himself as he drank, occasionally emitting incomprehensible sounds that were neither laughter nor tears.

　　Suddenly, a small space crack appeared in the outer space of the Blue Planet.

　　From this tiny space crack, a small bright bead shot out, heading straight towards the Blue Planet...

　　......

　　In the night sky of Shen City, a small dot with a faint light swiftly descended from the sky. As the faint dot approached the ground, it became increasingly clear that its direction was the rooftop where Fang Yichen was.

　　This faint little dot made its way without being noticed by anyone or any device.

　　Fang Yichen, who was sitting on the rooftop floor, leaning against the railing, finished the last bit of beer in his hand, casually threw the bottle aside, and watched as the bottles collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

　　Stimulated by the sound of the bottles clashing, he reluctantly opened his eyes.

　　Unable to summon any strength after being drunk, his neck couldn’t support his head, which leaned back against the railing, and he gazed blankly at the bright moon in the sky.

　　“What the hell is this?” Fang Yichen exclaimed in surprise.