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Chapter 1091: Chapter 599: The Grand Plan to Develop the Eastern Desolation Plateau (Additional Chapter for Reaching 5600 Monthly Votes) Chapter 1091: Chapter 599: The Grand Plan to Develop the Eastern Desolation Plateau (Additional Chapter for Reaching 5600 Monthly Votes) “Han Tingfeng failed at his Foundation Establishment and died?”

In the grand hall of Northern Abyss City, Chen Mobai was leading the crowd, standing in front of the Earth Master’s three-dimensional topographic map of the Eastern Desolation Plateau, explaining how to manage and improve the barren and impoverished land, when he suddenly heard a piece of news that surprised him slightly.

“It’s said that after Han Zhiling became the top graduating student, and his children were guaranteed entry into our sect, he no longer had any concerns. He threw a three-day feast, then died with a smile after taking the Foundation Building Pill and entering seclusion.”

E Yun went out to inquire and quickly obtained firsthand news.

Han Tingfeng was already approaching the end of his lifespan. He had been preparing for his last attempt at Foundation Establishment for a long time but had never resolved to do it because his children hadn’t been properly provided for at the time.

Now that his children had both entered the Divine Wood Sect, the number one sect of the Eastern Wasteland, his decision was well within expectations.

“Zong Heng, you go and offer condolences on behalf of Scholarly Mansion.”

“Yes, Master!”

With Han Tingfeng’s death, it was possible for other cultivators to bully his young children, though the two weren’t formally initiated yet, they were already considered Divine Wood Sect disciples.

As Chen Mobai’s own disciple, Jiang Zongheng’s visit was enough to deter those with ulterior motives.

To Chen Mobai, this was only a minor issue. If Han Zhiling hadn’t been the student to whom he personally awarded the graduation certificate, E Yun might not have even mentioned it to him.

After Jiang Zongheng left, Chen Mobai continued to lead the crowd in front of the topographic map, explaining his grand vision for transforming the land.

Naturally, Zhuo Ming was closest to him.

Upon hearing that Pure Bamboo had been chopped down, she was depressed for a quarter of an hour, but for a cultivator, even the finest heavenly and earthly treasures are bound to be harvested and refined.

Zhuo Ming, being a local, adjusted her mood quickly and returned to normal.

After all, Chen Mobai had not uprooted the Pure Bamboo; it could still grow back in the future.

Now, Chen Mobai’s explanations to the map were primarily directed towards her.

“Above the Eastern Desolation Plateau lie Sky Nation, Rock Nation, Rainbow Nation, Thunder Nation, and Frost Nation, as well as the majority of Snow Country’s and Wind Country’s territories.”

“According to my estimation, this was originally the richest area in the Eastern Wasteland in terms of resourceful spirit veins, but in an ancient time, it was devoured bare by an overwhelming swarm of locusts. Fortunately, most of the spirit vein mineral resources underground were spared from consumption, so the desertification of the land isn’t too severe.”

“I intend to restore this plateau to its ancient vitality with lush greenery. To do this, we need to start from two aspects. First, we must establish a barrier in Rainbow Nation to prevent the encroachment of the Sand Sea, and second, we plant easily growing and reproducing spirit grasses in the barren areas of the plateau to restore the vitality of the land.”

“Once the plateau’s fertility is sufficient, we can plant various medicinal herbs, as well as fruits, flowers, and trees, to re-establish a complete and robust ecosystem. Later on, we can also leverage the abundant spirit grass resources to develop livestock farming; this plateau is naturally suited for the breeding of meat animals with rich resources such as cattle, sheep, poultry, and livestock.”

Chen Mobai said a lot, but even though those present in the hall were among the elites of the Divine Wood Sect, the ones who could understand and comprehend were still in the minority.

However, as cultivators possess strong memory, even if they didn’t understand at the moment, they memorized every word spoken by Sect Leader Chen Mobai.

Among them, most people didn’t understand Chen Mobai’s grand vision.

To the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland, such a large-scale project, taking at least a decade or even a hundred years to yield results, seemed pointless.

Since they had started their Qi cultivation journey, they had been taught and had experienced a world where the strong prey upon the weak.

The precious medicinal plants you spent decades cultivating could be confiscated by a high-level cultivator right before you on the day they blossomed and bore fruit.

If lucky, you might escape with your life by pleading with a smile, but most are casually killed, becoming fertilizer for the earth.

This is the norm on the lands of the Eastern Wasteland.

Over time, except for the large sects with a stable base of power who would cultivate medicinal herbs and Spirit Rice, individual loose cultivators and even some minor sects had mostly given up on the thankless task of farming.

Consequently, many people didn’t comprehend Chen Mobai’s plans to extensively develop livestock and spirit plants across the Eastern Desolation Plateau.

The sect, with only a few thousand monks, wasn’t lacking these things.

And if there ever was a shortage, why not just rob others?

This was the simple and entrenched mindset of Eastern Wasteland Cultivators.

However, Chen Mobai was a Nascent Soul Ancestor and an unchallengeable Sect Leader within the Divine Wood Sect. Even though many did not understand, they still dared not openly oppose.

Is this really going to work?

Isn’t this a waste of the sect’s resources?

It might not be long before we have a large-scale battle with Xuan Xiao Dao Palace, and when war breaks out, these painstakingly cultivated things are sure to be destroyed—how unworthy!

After the meeting, many from the Divine Wood Sect gathered in small groups, discussing Chen Mobai’s plans to develop the Eastern Desolation Plateau.

Most people were not optimistic.

Chen Mobai knew this well in his heart, but with his status, he felt no need to explain himself to them. He had the rich and advanced successful experience of the Immortal Gate, he just needed to direct these people according to his plans.

Years later, when the Eastern Desolation Plateau had regained its vitality and the number of mortals born with Spiritual Roots had increased, and the numbers of the Divine Wood Sect Monks had surged, these people would understand his good intentions.

“Master, I didn’t understand much of what you were explaining just now.”

When it was just the two of them, Zhuo Ming took out her notes and sought clarification from Chen Mobai, pointing at the topographical map.

“Oh, Ming’er, whatever doubts you have, just ask, and I will resolve them for you.”

Chen Mobai immediately asked with concern after listening to her.

This great merit of opening up the Eastern Desolation Plateau and managing the Boundless Sand Sea rested on his precious disciple.

It was okay for others to not understand, but she must.

While Chen Mobai was giving Zhuo Ming one-on-one private tutoring, Jiang Zongheng had already brought Ding Ying to Han Tingfeng’s Cave Dwelling.

Ding Ying was Han Zhiling’s homeroom teacher, and when she heard about this matter, she also took the initiative to come over.

Upon their arrival, they witnessed a scene.

“Niece, your father last time forged that Rank-2 Condensing Spirit Pill and racked up a debt of two thousand Spirit Stones for medicinal ingredients in my shop. Although your father’s seven-day mourning period has not yet passed, I run a small business, and two thousand Spirit Stones is not a trivial amount, so I hope you can repay it as soon as possible.”

“Uncle Wang, please give my brother and me a bit more time. We will join the Divine Wood Sect next year, and once we do, we’ll receive monthly Spirit Stone stipends and will surely repay you gradually.”

“Niece, it’s not that your uncle doesn’t want to give you face, but the batch of Condensing Spirit Grass that your father wanted was also obtained on credit through my connections from the Hua family. Now they are hounding me for the debt, threatening to resort to the E Town Guardian if the Spirit Stones are not paid according to the terms. You know that I have signed a contract for my shop lease in Northern Abyss City. If there are outstanding debts for goods, the shop can be seized and I could be expelled from the city.”

“Uncle Wang, just wait a few more days. After my father’s seven-day mourning period ends, I will transfer the ownership of my Rank-1 Cave Dwelling to you.”

“Niece, while housing prices have gone up recently, your Rank-1 Cave Dwelling can’t match two thousand Spirit Stones. Besides, apart from me, your father also owed other medicinal herb traders Spirit Stones… How about this, if you mortgage that Foundation Building Pill to me, I’ll take the loss and settle all the bad debts left by your father for you.”

By the end, this Wang surnamed cultivator finally showed his true colors, revealing his real purpose.

Ding Ying glared with her almond-shaped eyes, instantly unleashing the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Practitioner from outside the door.

The cultivators inside the Cave Dwelling immediately ran out and saw a tall, round-bellied man adorned in gold and silver. When he saw the two people outside, his expression drastically changed.

Every Foundation Establishment Practitioner in Northern Abyss City was well-known, and Wang Juyuan, being a businessman in the city, recognized Jiang Zongheng and Ding Ying at a glance.

“Paying respects to the two elders, I am Wang Juyuan of the Liu Dan Mountain Wang family. Hearing of Brother Han’s passing away in meditation, I came specially today to pay tribute.”

The Liu Dan Mountain Wang family was also a major clan in Rock Nation with two Nascent Soul Ancestors. Although Wang Juyuan was not from the main line of descent, he utilized the power of the Wang family to open a medicinal herb shop in Northern Abyss City.

He had reached the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation, but the Foundation Building Pill obtained through auction by the Nanxuan sect was not his turn to use. Hearing of Han Tingfeng’s passing, he immediately came unashamedly to force his way upon the younger generation, determined to get his hands on the Foundation Building Pill held by Han Zhiling.

In order to do this, he specially collaborated with other medicinal herb traders, getting his hands on the IOUs that Han Tingfeng had signed, so that even if the Divine Wood Sect called him into question, he would have a valid reason.

The reason Northern Abyss City had been able to outperform the Treasure Color Market, which auctioned Foundation Building Pills and attract the most cultivators to settle, was due to E Yun following the teachings left by Chen Mobai, treating every cultivator in the city fairly and justly.

If any rule-breaking was discovered, E Yun would handle it with swift decisiveness.

With Chen Mobai’s support, Northern Abyss City had weathered some storms over the years, but had continued to outpace the Nanxuan sect step by step, becoming the central hub of the Eastern Desolation Plateau.

Therefore, although Ding Ying detested Wang Juyuan, she could not do much to him.

After all, the rules of Northern Abyss City were personally established by Chen Mobai, who decreed that even Divine Wood Sect disciples must be treated without favor if they broke the rules.

“Then, I will take my leave…”

Seeing that neither Jiang Zongheng nor Ding Ying paid him any attention, Wang Juyuan sheepishly smiled and took his leave.

“Thank you both, teachers!”

Han Zhiling thanked Jiang Zongheng and Ding Ying, knowing that had they not come, Wang Juyuan would not have left so easily.

To purchase a Rank-3 Cave Dwelling in Northern Abyss City, Han Tingfeng had mortgaged the Black Crow Elixir Scripture, and naturally, all his other Spirit Stone savings had been depleted.

Over the years, Han Tingfeng lived in Northern Abyss City. Although he earned quite a number of Spirit Stones through his alchemy, all his savings were spent on preparing for his Foundation Establishment, leading to a substantial debt.

According to the rules of Northern Abyss City, repaying debts was a natural duty.

“Since he has an IOU signed by your father, we can only help you out of today’s predicament. Perhaps after your father’s seven-day mourning period, you and your brother should pack your belongings and head directly to Giant Tree Ridge.”