Chapter 228

Rather, he prepared to divide the contents of the Pure Yang Art into four volumes.

Each volume required contribution points to be exchanged for, thereby promoting the clansmen's enthusiasm.

Likewise, those earth-grade top-quality martial techniques such as Purple Thunder Palm, Return-to-Origin Sword Art, and Wind Thunder Sword Art—

were also divided into different volumes for the clansmen to exchange.

Only it was different from the Pure Yang Art, this main cultivation method.

Earth-grade top-quality martial techniques required clansmen of Outstanding rank and above to be eligible for exchange.

Only in this way could the clansmen's fighting spirit be further roused.

As for the heaven-grade top-quality technique, the Pure Yang Infinite Art, which could only be re-cultivated by Purple Mansion realm cultivators—

was for the time being open for exchange eligibility only to branch vein masters and clansmen above them.

Once the clansmen behind them successively broke through to the Purple Mansion realm, the exchange requirements would be lowered.

Nowadays, Jiang Daoxuan's philosophy was this.

If you wanted to take extra cultivation resources from the clan—

you had to first see what kind of value you had created for the clan.

If you had no value, and spent your days content with freeloading and waiting for death, with no ambition, loving ease and hating labor, idling about—

then aside from the monthly resource subsidy—

the clan would act as matchmaker, seeking a suitable unmarried woman to marry as soon as possible.

Or seek a young man whose aptitude and character both passed muster to marry into the Jiang clan.

And their only task was to bear offspring, contributing to the clan's population count!

Of course, the prerequisite for all this had to be that both parties were willing.

After all, Jiang Daoxuan had no interest in forcibly pairing together two people who could not stand the sight of each other.

In short, in his heart, it could be said that everything was put to its proper use, and every person was put to their proper talent.

Every clansman could create their own value!

Afterward, once Jiang Daoxuan gathered his thoughts, in order to settle the Sword Tablet and the Spirit of the Book, he immediately left the clan's great hall, and first flew swiftly toward the Scripture Pavilion.

Within a few breaths, Jiang Daoxuan arrived above the Scripture Pavilion.

For now, he took the Spirit of the Book out of the system warehouse and casually merged it into the Scripture Pavilion.

Immediately after, he promptly split the Pure Yang Art and stored it within.

As for the other cultivation methods and martial techniques of the same grade, he did not split and store them for the time being.

Because the system of five ranks—Ordinary, Excellent, Outstanding, Elite, and Core—had only just been released, not yet a full month.

So the promotion list for the first batch of clansmen had not yet been drafted.

Resulting in there being no clansmen of the latter four new ranks for the time being.

Only when the one-month examination period ended—

would the seven-vein stewards organize the clansmen's records, submit them to the seven-vein Elders for review, and make evaluations, drafting the promotion list.

Finally, it would be handed over to the seven-vein vein masters and the Elder Council for review, and once confirmed correct, approval would be granted.

By then, once new-rank clansmen emerged, the other earth-grade top-quality cultivation methods and martial techniques could be opened up.

After finishing these tasks, Jiang Daoxuan immediately set off, flying toward the next place.

Before long, his figure appeared above the clan's plaza.

He slightly lowered his head, looking down at the large empty ground below.

His gaze swept past clansman after clansman.

Jiang Daoxuan took aim, and took out the Sword Tablet.

A five-meter-tall enormous Sword Tablet appeared out of thin air, and like a pebble, was easily held in his palm, utterly motionless!

Immediately after, he flicked his wrist, giving a light toss.

Boom—

The Sword Tablet shot forth explosively, emitting a burst of sonic boom, like a missile, carrying tremendous might, and in an instant smashed into the ground!

Crash!

An earth-shattering explosion rang out!

In an instant, rubble flew in all directions, dust filled the air!

The surrounding clansmen were all startled by this commotion, and one after another stopped in their tracks.

They turned their heads, looking toward the source of the sound.

But all their lines of sight were blocked by the thick dust, unable to make out the scene within.

Just as the crowd was stunned, feeling utterly bewildered—

someone raised their head and, by chance, spotted Jiang Daoxuan in the air above.

"Clan Chief? Look quickly, it's the Clan Chief!!"

Once these words were spoken, they immediately drew everyone's attention.

All the people hurriedly raised their heads, looking up into the sky!

Gazing at that familiar figure in white.

The many clansmen present could not help but speak out one after another.

"Was the commotion just now caused by the Clan Chief, my lord?"

"That's good then—with such a display, I thought we were under attack by outsiders."

"What does the Clan Chief mean by this?"

The crowd was deeply puzzled, completely unable to make head or tail of it.

However, by the time they lowered their heads and looked once more toward the source of the disturbance—

The thick dust had already dispersed, revealing its present appearance.

The smooth, flawless bluestone floor had been pulverized, with rubble and shocking, enormous cracks everywhere.

Right at the center, a massive jet-black stone stele was driven sideways into the ground!

On the stele's surface, there seemed to be a mark left by some weapon, radiating a dazzling golden light—extraordinary, like a divine artifact!

The crowd stared at the sword stele before them, their hearts instinctively giving a start.

But then, a wave of confusion washed over them.

What was this thing?

Just as their doubts arose—

Jiang Daoxuan's voice drifted down leisurely from above.

"This sword stele contains a wisp of sword intent I left behind."

"From now on, you may face this sword stele and comprehend it at ease, to deepen your insight into the Way of the Sword..."

At his words, the clansmen were instantly filled with great astonishment.

Immediately after, they turned in unison toward the sword stele, calming their minds to feel it out.

Upon sensing that their insight into the Way of the Sword was increasing at a tremendous pace—far beyond before—

Everyone's eyes flew open, overjoyed, unable to resist raising their arms in a triumphant cheer!

"Many thanks to the Clan Chief for bestowing such a divine artifact, aiding us in comprehending the Way of the Sword!"

"Long live the Clan Chief, my lord!"

"Such a supreme treasure of the Sword Dao—and we can comprehend it freely without spending contribution points? It's truly inconceivable!"

"Isn't it just? If this were brought out to the outside world, wouldn't people slaughter each other over it?"

"Thank heavens the Clan Chief is our clan chief—otherwise, such a heaven-sent blessing would never fall to us..."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, all overjoyed by the clan chief's actions!

No contribution points needed, and they could freeload sword-intight insights here for free.

Such a wonderful thing—it was like a dream!

High in the air.

Having taken in every last bit of the crowd's reaction below—

Jiang Daoxuan gave a slight nod.

Then, under the reverent gaze of every single person, he departed.

Watching the clan chief's figure vanish completely into the high sky—

The many Jiang clan members, who had been standing dumbfounded on the family plaza, could no longer wait and prepared to comprehend the sword stele.