PFC Chapter 485 - 203: Dai Land Reconstruction (Part 2)
Chapter 485 - 203: Dai Land Reconstruction (Part 2)
In fact, the ones who have truly faced him in combat all along are the Ant Slave Venerable Saint Division; most of the time, the Earth Ants haven’t bothered with Star Mountain.
The Venerable Saint Division, as the name suggests, these Ant Slaves revere the Earth Ants as the Holy Race, disregarding the Human Race’s dignity entirely, to the point of being utterly shameless.
Star Mountain, which had been quiet for some time, was stirred into motion under Luyang’s arrangement, and the war soldiers who were initially stationed steadily began to rotate.
Some war soldiers, including the martial artists in the mountain, were swiftly subdued, and those who resisted were killed on the spot.
In a single day, from ordinary clan soldiers to martial artists in the Celestial Vein Eighth Layer, thousands of skeletal remains were tossed into a pit.
It’s not that they’re all spies; some individuals had long been drawn in by traitors.
During the cleansing, a Phoenix attempted to fly out of Star Mountain but was intercepted before it could spread its wings—let alone deliver any message, it didn’t even see the shadow of Star Mountain’s edge.
Soon after purging the internal threats, the Turtle Shell Submersible from the Blazing Flame Bo Division began heading north, with hundreds of wizards converging on Star Mountain.
At Star Mountain, within three adjacent valleys, figures rode small flying ships, swiftly traversing the area.
They continuously checked various locations, with some landing on the fetid mud to inspect.
Or they gathered together to discuss.
The martial artists in Star Mountain had long been summoned, going to the valleys to assist the wizards with their tasks.
At this moment, everyone looked up at the wizards riding flying ships, soaring through the air.
"Wizards! Old Rock finally sees the truth. I thought the dozens of wizards who came before were plenty, but it turns out they were just the vanguard, here to pave the way."
"Oh my, even Jiangyang Grotto Heaven doesn’t have this many wizards."
"Jiangyang Grotto Heaven? Let me tell you, I read a journal before, having two to three hundred wizards in a Bo Division is remarkable. Look at how many wizards there are here."
"I’ve already counted, at least six hundred, not including those dozens planting those ground-hugging vines."
"You only see the wizards, not the flying ships? If we had these flying ships, we could wipe out the Earth Ants precisely—kill one and escape, making it difficult for the Earth Ants to chase!"
"Look at these flying ships, there must be two to three hundred of them at least."
"Judging by their demeanor, they handle the flying ships as if it’s routine; I’d rather not imagine how powerful the tribe behind them is."
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In several valleys, the martial artists conversed in hushed tones, their eyes filled with envy.
At this moment, witchcraft spells echoed.
As they watched, more than thirty Water Element Wizards formed up and chanted their incantations.
The foul, bubbling mud water in the valley was immediately stirred, rising rapidly and gathering into an increasingly massive ball of rancid water.
Then, more than a dozen wizards raised their hands, drawing the Fire Element Source Power in the valley, swiftly turning the area beneath the foul water ball into a sea of flames, setting it alight.
"Stop! You can’t burn it—there’s toxic gas, and inhaling it might be fatal!"
A hunched figure quickly exclaimed.
But as soon as their words fell, they saw the burning foul water ball immediately shrouded by a dark glow spirit ban, compressing the toxic smoke produced by the flames within a small range.
Seeing this scene, the speaker’s face flushed with embarrassment, realizing they’d advised the wizards while being merely a farmer, and they lowered their head, afraid to raise it again.
"Chirp!"
A streak of cyan light flashed, and the Cyan Simurgh perched on the cliff took flight, the cyan light under its wings gusting, sweeping the trapped black smoke outward beyond the mountain.
This scene prompted the martial artists within Star Mountain to marvel.
They had never witnessed anything so advanced, leaving them at a loss for words.
Someone approached the valley entrance, noticing the location’s spirit ban flickering, isolating the foul mud and grime from seeping into the valley.
This filth had a decaying effect, being the main culprit for the plants’ inability to grow properly—anything planted would wither and die.
Even if they continually excavated soil from outside and covered the rotten mud, it wouldn’t be long before the new soil became contaminated.
An extensive part of the grain fields inside Star Mountain was improved by constantly excavating the rotten mud and filling it with good soil from outside, blocking the infiltration of the surrounding foul air bit by bit.
However, they lacked the Witchcraft Spirit Ban, making it impossible to completely isolate the infiltration where the filth resided, so they could only improve the land through constant soil replacement.
This process is lengthy, difficult, and labor-intensive, resulting in low grain production.
The Earth Ants aim to use this method to prevent the people hidden in the mountain from having enough to eat, impeding population growth within the mountain.
Without a population, Star Mountain can’t thrive.
"Come on over, start transplanting the ground-hugging vine with me."
When the muddy waters in one valley were cleared, a wizard flew down before the crowd and opened the witch pouch.
Bundles of ground-hugging vine fell before the crowd.
The ground-hugging vine doesn’t require seeds; it can be planted directly using its rootstock.
The previously brought experimental ground-hugging vine worked well, so in the Blazing Flame Division, the rootstock was propagated extensively, and a million plants were delivered in the first batch.
"Wizard Sir, we know how to plant; we watched when those dozens of wizards planted before."
The figure on the flying ship, seeing that everyone knew how to proceed, nodded in agreement.