“Noah, won’t the clan lose a lot of grain this way?”
Ethan Chen shook his head slightly, “What sustains a clan are its warriors. Ordinary grain rice, no matter how much, is useless. Only Blood Rice is the most important resource for the clan.”
“But even Blood Rice will be planted by house servants next year, so more clan members can have time to temper their bodies.”
“Although the Liu Family is gone now, there’s no guarantee another Liu Family won’t emerge from Disordered Burial Mountain.”
“The clan must prepare for the unexpected!”
Below, a few people fell into deep thought after hearing this.
Ethan had anticipated their reactions. Having lived in Disordered Burial Mountain for so long, the clan members’ vision was naturally limited to it, just like he used to be. Even the Blood Condensation Realm warriors of the clan were like this, let alone the other members.
If it were the old him, he might have been satisfied with this.
But with his father’s guidance, his vision had broadened.
So he needed to instill this mindset in every clan member, changing their perspectives.
The clan had the Sacred Tree and Blood Rice. Its development shouldn’t be confined to Disordered Burial Mountain but should aim for farther horizons.
However, with the clan’s current strength, this was far from enough.
Apart from his own efforts, his father was also taking corresponding actions. In dreams, many clan members probably needed to be influenced by the elders.
Besides the lack of manpower, Ethan had other thoughts.
If they didn’t build good relationships with these villages, where would suitable marriage partners for the clan’s young people come from?
Future house servants would naturally be selected from these villagers. Binding the clan’s interests with the villages’ interests would make the clan’s future path smoother.
Ethan looked ahead, unable to see what the clan’s future would look like, but he could see the road ahead growing brighter.
As night fell, the moonlight was bright.
In the ancestral hall, the inconspicuous Sophora Tree’s leaves once again glowed faintly.
The clan’s grand ritual had not stopped. Every day, Noah Ji would gain a certain amount of vitality. In just two days, his vitality had already surpassed one hundred points again.
Plus, he absorbed moonlight every night, so it wouldn’t take long to return to his previous state.
[Lucas Chen has broken through to the mid-stage of the Body Tempering Realm, Deduction Points +1]
A new notification appeared before Noah, surprising him.
He hadn’t expected Lucas to break through to the mid-stage of the Body Tempering Realm so quickly; it was indeed beyond his expectations.
Although the increase in Deduction Points wasn’t much, it signified that the stagnating Chen Clan was starting to develop again.
In these two days, Noah had observed Ethan’s plans, most of which were guided by Benjamin Chen.
It was fortunate to have the previous clan chief, who had passed away. Otherwise, the clan’s development would have many shortcomings.
But now, Noah didn’t need to intervene.
The key was that he didn’t know how to develop the clan. Even if his consciousness was somewhat advanced, this world had its own rules, and his experience might not suit the current Chen Clan.
It was better to strengthen himself and serve as the Sacred Tree of the clan.
Under the moonlight, the Yin Qi was denser than during the day, gathering under Noah’s tree trunk.
Besides the gathering Yin Qi, many bewildered living souls were also drawn in.
Seeing the living souls, Noah remembered that the clan had suffered some casualties this time. He had been so absorbed in absorbing moonlight yesterday that he had forgotten about it.
Most of the attracted living souls were from the deceased warriors of the Liu Family.
Noah couldn’t convert these living souls and didn’t intend to. He directly used his consciousness power to crush them and then absorb them, turning them into nutrients for the souls training under the tree’s shade.
After dealing with all the Liu Family’s living souls, only three remained.
These three were the warriors who had died in the clan’s battle.
No, not three, but two!
One of them had a slightly weak heart in his soul body.
Obviously, this was the clan member who had opened the fifth organ in his excitement.
Considering the limited number of warriors and living souls in the clan, Noah had no choice but to convert them.
Using the Soul Condensation Supernatural Power, three more fruits appeared among the Sophora Tree’s leaves.
The fruits were small and needed seven days to mature.
After finishing all this, Noah transformed back into a Sophora Tree, standing quietly in the ancestral hall.
Three days later, the clan harvested some Blood Rice.
This season, the clan had planted four acres of fertile fields, with each acre producing 700 pounds of Blood Rice, and a yield rate of 70%, meaning each acre could produce about 500 pounds of Blood Rice.
Four acres, about 2,000 pounds.
If they planned the natural Blood Spring’s tributaries well next year and added the newly acquired spiritual fields from the Liu Family, the Blood Rice harvest would surely multiply.
Although the quantity was still not much, the Blood Rice could be planted three times a year, fully meeting the needs of the clan’s warriors, with plenty left over.
Upon learning about the Blood Rice harvest, all the clan members were excited.
Especially when they saw the Blood Rice being bagged and filling the clan’s granary, their smiles were genuine.
Even though there were many clan members, it took them two days to harvest the Blood Rice and produce the Blood Rice.
…
“You want to go hunting in the mountains?”
In the ancestral hall, after worshipping the Sacred Tree, Ethan Chen looked at Oliver Chen, who had just said this, with a hint of surprise on his face.
“Yes, I’ve recently felt my Qi and Blood stagnating, unable to progress further. I want to give it a try.”
After hearing Oliver’s words, Ethan didn’t immediately agree, showing a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
The weather was getting colder. Although the heavy snow hadn’t sealed the mountains yet, the weather in Disordered Burial Mountain was unpredictable and could change in a few days.
Going hunting in the mountains at this time was too risky. Moreover, Oliver was now the clan’s precious seed, with the hope of being the first to advance to the Innate Realm, a hope Ethan had placed on him.
In fact, not only Ethan but other clan members also thought so.
Because of this, Ethan hesitated.
The most important thing was that if Oliver went hunting in the mountains, he wouldn’t just stay on the outskirts; he would likely venture deep into Disordered Burial Mountain, risking an encounter with the Green Wolf.
Although Oliver had defeated Liu Shengrong, an Innate Realm warrior, last time, it was outside the ancestral hall, with the Sacred Tree’s power and countless green specks aiding him.
The Innate Realm Green Wolf, a pack beast, was more dangerous in Disordered Burial Mountain than Liu Shengrong alone.
How could he be at ease?
Moreover, Oliver planned to go alone, which made it even riskier.
But seeing the determined look in Oliver’s eyes, Ethan understood.
This child, if he opposed, would probably still choose to go into the mountains. He couldn’t stop him.
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