Moon Lake Commandery, the Zhou Household.
It stood on one of the few Spiritual Energy Nodes surrounding the Commandery Seat.
The site was only a few dozen li from the Commandery Seat, wreathed in spiritual energy. Nearby lay a thousand qing of fertile fields and lush mountain forests, all properties of the Zhou Household.
The Zhou Household's central grounds were also protected by a Second-Tier Grand Formation.
The fields outside grew only ordinary rice, wheat, and similar crops.
Spirit Rice, of course, was grown inside the grand formation.
Every cultivation clan grew Spirit Rice. Besides meeting the needs of its own cultivators, each clan also had to hand over a portion to the imperial clan every year.
Cultivation clans of different ranks handed over different quotas of Spirit Rice.
In this respect, the Great Wei Imperial Clan was not too unreasonable.
In the Zhou Household's council hall.
"Everyone, what do you think the Su Household means by this?" The Zhou Household Head swept his gaze over those present.
"Perhaps they're afraid? They want to rely on their grand formation to survive this calamity?"
"Impossible," someone countered. "The Su Household should know that, relying solely on the spiritual energy from their Spiritual Energy Node, a Second-Tier Grand Formation running at full power can only last half a month.
"After that, they can only rely on spirit stones, and it will consume an enormous number. Even if they exhaust all the Su Household's spirit stones, they won't last more than a few extra days."
"Household Head, I believe that when things stray from the ordinary, something sinister must be afoot. We need to stay vigilant."
You might as well have said nothing, someone grumbled inwardly.
Even within the same lineage, there were people who could not stand one another.
"Whatever the case,