Chen Ming could only hope the state of this war would last long enough to promote all his disciples to King rank.
In all honesty, Chen Ming didn't take it into consideration how long would these disciples need to grow stronger and advance. They were treated even better than King ranks successors of sects. Because Yan Mountain was different from other sects, he let his legacy disciples leave the mountain, and he proceeded to do the same with the rest. Just look at the immortal art Finger From Beyond. Because it was the only one of this rank at the beginning of Yan Mountain, almost all know it now. How could the other sects beat that?
Not even immortal ranked sects would dare to come!
Pills come out endlessly, and one by one end up stuffing their stomachs, holding no qualms even if they are the ones refining them.
Yet Chen Ming still found it slow. He needed merits and if, say, each cultivation method needed a thousand, he would need three million in total!
Then Chen Ming stumbled upon a bigger problem. Some of the cultivation methods were connected and treated as one!
He gave a storage ring to Chen Lingyu, "Distribute the spirit stones to the rest."
If I want my disciples' cultivation to go higher, I need more fertilizer. How can chives grow without it?
These guys aren't ripe yet, so I need to give them plenty of fertilizer.
Even now, they still need to rely on me, Immortal Master Chen, working me to the bone by spreading fertilizer!
Chen Ming held no fear regarding these guys wasting the spirit stones on entertainment. Yan Mountain had no such things to begin with. And if there were used for that, who would ever cultivate? Just who would pass the Heavenly Tribulation?
After receiving their share of spirit stones from Chen Lingyu, the disciples started talking, "What area has the most rogue cultivators? The first six hundred seniours snatched all the Great Fiends in the Myriad Mountains. We can only go somewhere else and look for rogue cultivators."
"With Yan Mountain's reputation, if we shout we're Yan Mountain disciples, rogue cultivators will come in droves!"
"We can't just carry a million spirit stones on us anyway. Let's deposit them in Yan Mountain Bank first. I want to use these funds to raise a Regalia Regiment!"
Now that he was done with setting the disciples straight, Chen Ming returned to Yan Mountain. He wanted to set in the Heaven Spirit Vein carefully. But barely a few days passed before Bifang Crane was flying above Yan Mountain, honking complaints, "Little carp, spit out little sunflower's seeds! Little sunflower, let go of little carp's tail! You can't eat that!"
Ah, so peaceful.
In these days, Chen Ming also declared the funds for the expansion order were raised to a million spirit stones, inciting the trend of war to its peak.
Outside the Yellow Sea, Zhang Ming stood astride his weary warhorse, with the red-colored Regalia Legion behind him. He went on an expedition against an Archfiend and was just now returning victorious. Along with victory he also carried with him a million spirit stones in spoils of war.
Everywhere he looked, Zhang Ming saw Regalia troops rushing in waves. His subordinates were filled with astonishment. So far, they believed Zhang Ming's status to be quite high, but only now realized that all Yan Mountain disciples received the same treatment. What a terrifying sect!
Chapter end
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