Chapter 507

After checking on the injured cultivators one by one, Wei Yuan's final stop was the medicine garden.

The flames of war had not reached this place. As soon as he entered the medicine garden gate, Wei Yuan saw dense, gloomy nether-Qi permeating the air, with wisps of ghost fire drifting about. The patches of meticulously tended medicine fields were all a dark, greenish-black, and from time to time, wandering spirits would float up.

The spiritual plants growing above were also twisted and withered, their branches resembling dry bones gripped in agony. The leaves looked like shattered, lingering souls, with many growing sharp, barbed thorns, while other thorny vines constantly lashed out, searching for prey.

Wei Yuan was already accustomed to this scene in the medicine garden; almost all the medicine fields transformed by the nether-earth were concentrated in the entrance area, creating a scene of a living hell on earth.

This area not only looked dangerous, but it was also truly perilous. After all, this was the environment the snakes liked best, and they usually resided here. When the snakes slept, they liked to make themselves very small, and then things would automatically be delivered to their mouths.

Fortunately, after going deep into the medicine garden, it was a true immortal scene.

Wei Yuan also brought more than a dozen attendants, pulling three large cargo trucks.

The three spiritual beasts were originally more interested in what Wei Yuan had brought, but after circling the three large trucks and sniffing them, they lost interest and lay down to the side, bored.

"What is on the trucks?" the old Daoist asked.

Wei Yuan said, "The remains of the Dharma bodies of the Great Shamans who died in battle."

The old Daoist Chuhe was overjoyed and said, "This is indeed useful for the old Daoist. Buried under the nether-earth, it can further increase the growth rate of many of the old Daoist's spiritual plants."

After a Great Shaman died in battle, the majority of their divine soul returned to heaven and earth, a small portion transformed into a gift to heaven and earth, and the value of the remaining Dharma body was much smaller; they could not be used as materials for refining treasures and could only be buried as fertilizer.

The situation with the Nether Shaman Master Yu Jing was similar; the essence of their lifelong cultivation was mostly in their sea of consciousness, and their physical body was merely a boat carrying the Dao. The flesh and blood that fell off when they were injured were worth a fortune because they contained a part of their own divine soul. But once they died in battle, their soul returned to heaven and earth, and their physical body would instead plummet in value.

Wei Yuan checked the injuries of the three spiritual creatures, and seeing there was nothing serious, he felt relieved, left the medicine garden, and turned to the weapon forging workshop.

Now, there were a total of five thousand Dao foundations in the entire Azure Void domain, of which thirty-five hundred were cultivation template Dao foundations. Now, with the help of the immense prestige from the battle against Red Leaf, Wei Yuan mobilized all four thousand-plus Dao foundations to the weapon forging workshop in one go.

The weapon forging workshop had undergone several rounds of rapid expansion and now covered a vast area of more than ten miles. Within it, dozens of forging furnaces stood majestically, and pillars of fire dozens of feet high shot into the sky, as if to ignite the firmament. Scorching molten steel poured out day and night, turning this furnace area into a fiery purgatory.

All kinds of iron-forging machines were working day and night, and the magic arrays providing power required at least five hundred Dao foundation cultivators to maintain them at all times.

Wei Yuan came to the weapon forging workshop to adjust the output of the workshop again, based on the optimization plan provided by the Human World Renjian Yanhuo. At this time, Yu Zhizhuo was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, dragging a leg that could not move as he patrolled the entire weapon forging workshop.

The weapon forging workshop now had a huge area, but fortunately, Yu Zhizhuo was a Dharma Form cultivator, and he could leap more than ten feet with one leg, so patrolling was not strenuous.

Wei Yuan found Yu Zhizhuo and gave him the new output adjustment plan. Yu Zhizhuo took it and looked at it, then said, "Are missiles that useful?"

"Judging from the results analyzed from past combat cases, that is the case."

In the last battle, nearly forty percent of the Shaman tribe's casualties were caused by missiles, so after obtaining this analysis result, Wei Yuan's first task was to double the missile production.

After seeing the analysis report, Yu Zhizhuo pondered for a moment and said, "This missile hasn't been improved much yet. I'll ponder it some more, and I'll be able to come up with a better one very soon."

"It doesn't need to be too good; first, the quantity must be enough!"

"Rest assured, it won't delay things."

At this point, Wei Yuan finally had a little free time, so he hurriedly entered the Human World Renjian Yanhuo.

When he entered, he realized that Zhang Sheng had just passed five more heavenly tribulations. At this time, the tribulation clouds in the sky were rotating slowly, brewing the eleventh heavenly thunder. Now, ten immortal swords were floating around Zhang Sheng, each with different radiance and each unique, but when he saw the tenth one that had just been generated, Wei Yuan inexplicably felt it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.

Thinking carefully, Wei Yuan suddenly remembered that the Dao rhyme and true meaning of this sword were actually somewhat similar to Su Xuejing's Treading Snow Kunlun. However, the rank and power were far apart, like the immortal sword False Sun to the immortal sword Great Sun. According to Wei Yuan's habit, he would name this sword Treading Over the Hills.

Although every immortal sword forged by Zhang Sheng was of the human rank, after gathering ten of them, the power of the heavenly tribulation had been weakened by a full ten percent. Although the power of each tribulation thunder was increasing, the increase was negligible, and after being weakened, it was basically the same as the first tribulation thunder. And after being baptized by ten tribulation thunders, Zhang Sheng's soul body and primordial spirit had been tempered to the point of faintly glowing, and he would no longer be severely damaged by this level of heavenly thunder.

At this time, at Zhang Sheng's feet, that half of the suicide note had disappeared.

Wei Yuan watched one more tribulation thunder, and there was really nothing to see, so he exited the Human World Renjian Yanhuo again and seized the time to reorganize the army.

It stands to reason that reorganizing the army after a great battle is an extremely cumbersome task, but all the soldiers' information was backed up in the Human World Renjian Yanhuo. The Human World Renjian Yanhuo would automatically move the mortals who had participated in two consecutive great battles to the third line, then leave a small number of people who had experienced one great battle on the first line, then add some death-defying soldiers, and then fill the rest with mortals who had not been on the battlefield. In this way, hundreds of thousands of usable troops appeared in the blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan had dozens of enlightened Dao foundations, who were in different places, holding the corresponding lists, calling the roll one by one to reorganize the army, and then heading to the designated camps to distribute equipment and conduct training.

Which troops each camp received, what kind of equipment needed to be distributed, and what meals to prepare had all been planned in advance and were being stocked synchronously.

Under the overall planning of the Human World Renjian Yanhuo, with dozens of Dao foundation warriors as nodes for conveying orders, and Wei Yuan's currently super-high prestige, the entire Azure Void began to operate with a rumble, like a huge war iron-forging machine.

However, there seemed to be some trouble in the south. Wei Yuan flew directly to the small town in the south of the domain specifically used to receive refugees; the small town was now simply a sea of people. When Wei Yuan arrived, it was just in time for a caravan to pull carts of breastplates out of the domain, heading toward Zhao Guo.

Wei Yuan swept his gaze, and his powerful spiritual sense had already counted that there were actually fifteen thousand refugees in the small town now.

At this time, thirty tables for registration had been set up, but they were far from enough, and the queue simply could not be seen to have any hope. The refugees had traveled a long distance, could not stand for long, and were constantly clamoring. At this time, soldiers shouted loudly, and some even swung whips and lashed out, whipping several of the most noisy refugees until they were rolling and wailing in the blink of an eye.

Wei Yuan flashed behind those soldiers in an instant, snatched away their horse whips, and shouted sternly, "Who told you to whip the refugees?"

Seeing it was Wei Yuan, the soldiers hurriedly saluted and then said, "These few unruly people were inciting other refugees to make trouble, so we gave them a little lesson..."

Wei Yuan was furious; he whipped each soldier hard on the face, directly whipping them until their skin was torn and their faces were bleeding, and then shouted sternly, "Azure Void has long had a decree: no one is allowed to use force against refugees without authorization unless they are officials! What right do you have to whip refugees in public?"

Wei Yuan used Dao power in these few sentences, which resounded throughout the small town, and everyone heard it clearly. Until this moment,

A very small number of people actually remembered that Azure Void seemed to have a law, but they had only heard Wei Yuan mention it, and it had not been officially promulgated yet.

Just like this, the faces and identities of the soldiers who beat people had already been found through comparison in the Human World Renjian Yanhuo. All of them came from a caravan guard team that had been incorporated, and so far, none of the people in this guard team had been on the front line of the battlefield.

This matter was a bit interesting... A dangerous light flashed in the depths of Wei Yuan's eyes.

But right now, pacifying the refugees was more important than dealing with them, so Wei Yuan kicked those soldiers to the side and called over the cultivator responsible for the small town. This person was a disciple of the Creation Temple, considered a junior fellow apprentice of Xu Henshui, who had come to Azure Void to gain experience with Xu Henshui.

Checking one by one...

Wei Yuan had no time to talk about relationships, so he asked directly, "Why are there only thirty tables registered here? Didn't I say to add more if it's not enough?!"

That disciple of the Creation Temple was clearly not used to Wei Yuan's harsh words and said, "It's not that I don't want to add more, but below the Dao foundation, this is all the literate people I could find. You can't let Dao foundations do these trivial things, right?"

Wei Yuan did not expect that there would be so few literate people, but now was not the time to dwell on whether there were really not so many literate people, or whether he simply did not want to find them.

Wei Yuan immediately ordered, "Why can't Dao foundations do some small things? Will it disturb their Dao heart or what? Someone, go and invite all the idle cultivators in the palace! If they are in seclusion, make them come out!"

Several cultivators flew away like flying. Wei Yuan said to the responsible disciple of the Creation Temple, "When people come in a while, you must open at least five hundred registration tables!"

Unexpectedly, that disciple of the Creation Temple was also a person with a temper. After being rushed by Wei Yuan twice in a row, he immediately threw down the things in his hand and said coldly, "Domain Lord Wei, we are all fellow disciples, it's nothing more than a difference in cultivation level. Why should I endure you shouting at me? I can't do this job, I'm not doing it! Tomorrow I will return to the Grand Void Palace myself!"

Anger surged in Wei Yuan's heart, but he suppressed it and said calmly, "Failing to handle things well, not thinking of making up for it, but abandoning it and leaving. Very good, I will talk to your master about this matter later, and I will also mention it to Ancestor Dan Ming when I have the chance."

That disciple was both shocked and angry, "They are just mortal refugees, is it worth it for you to go to this step?"

"It is worth it. Someone, send this high cultivator back to pack his things."

That cultivator was both ashamed and angry and shouted, "Just you wait, one day my cultivation will surpass yours, Lin Zekai!"

Wei Yuan said lightly, "With your Dao foundation, you are not worthy."

At this time, Ren Suxing led more than a dozen large and small Dao foundations from the Azure Heaven Hall and hurried over. After briefly asking about the task, they ordered people to move tables and chairs without saying a word, and registered the refugees. A moment later, Fei Yutong also arrived with the disciples of the Water Moon Hall.

Once they started working, the situation was different. In front of Ren Suxing and Fei Yutong, there were eight queues, with eight people reporting their names and identity information at the same time.

Both of them were at the late stage of Dao foundation at this moment, writing like flying, their speed could keep up completely, and not a single word was wrong. The eight people in front had almost just finished speaking, and the registration here was already completed, immediately changing to the next row.

The other half of the disciples opened four queues at the same time, and the rest opened two queues. And those who opened two queues seemed a bit embarrassed.

Seeing that the progress had clearly accelerated, the refugees calmed down, and Wei Yuan's heart also calmed down a bit. These refugees would all have to go to the battlefield soon, and if there was any problem with morale at this time, it would lead to a great disaster in the future.

Therefore, as soon as Wei Yuan discovered a bad sign, he immediately extinguished it with thunderous means, not hesitating to send a disciple of the Creation Temple back to the Grand Void Palace.

These were all people who were going to the battlefield, and in front of them, no matter what the face and self-esteem of the cultivator were, they had to be put aside.

After finally pacifying the refugees here, suddenly there was a commotion at the porridge shed. Wei Yuan swept his spiritual sense and discovered that the porridge and steamed buns in the porridge shed had actually bottomed out, and at this time, at least seventy or eighty thousand refugees had not received food.

All grain allocations were recorded when they left the warehouse, and there were backups in the Human World Renjian Yanhuo. According to the amount of grain that left the warehouse today, even if all the refugees could not be fed, at most there was a gap of ten thousand people, and it would be enough to allocate more grain.

And now, the amount in between clearly did not match.

This time, Wei Yuan really had the intention to kill.

(End of chapter)