Transmigrating to Great Qin, I Build a Divine Chinese Clan

Wang Gang transmigrated while taking a nap. The good news was that he had arrived in the Great Qin dynasty. The bad news was that he was in the middle of a remote wilderness.

The System was just as irresponsible as ever. It left him three volumes of cultivation techniques, tossed him a mission, and ran off.

A month later, in Xianyang:

“Your Majesty wants the Qin dynasty to last for ten thousand generations?”

“Then let me teach you how to live forever.”

From a wild man to the Great Qin’s Imperial Tutor, he taught martial arts, passed on the teachings of the scholars, and shared technology.

Twenty years later, immortals were emerging in droves across Great Qin, and an immortal dynasty had begun to take shape.

But I never imagined this was only the beginning.

Great Tang, Great Han, Great Ming, Great Song... They were all waiting for me.

Seven divine clans, a thousand years of war.

All for four words: the Divine Clans of Huaxia!