He Pingsheng did not know much about the divine herbs of the Divine Realm.
But just as this fellow had said, even if they produced a new crop every ten years on average, that was still an enormous fortune for a divine mortal in the divine general realm.
A crop every ten years!
It was practically an endless stream!
Of course, Shui Zongheng could never defend such a vast fortune alone. He also had to keep some underlings to help him guard it.
For example, this fellow riding the big bird before them.
But even so, he had more than enough cultivation resources.
"Thank you for clearing that up, fellow Daoist!" He Pingsheng suppressed the tremendous shock in his heart.
At the same time, another question surfaced in his mind.
Nobody was a fool!
If you could stake out territory, why couldn't I?
Then it was easy to imagine the eventual result: divine mortals would all swarm in and carve up the entirety of Divine Dream Mountain.
Then...
At this thought, He Pingsheng could not help shuddering. Good grief... if all the damn territory has been carved up, how am I supposed to gather herbs?
Never mind gathering herbs-there probably would not even be a place for him to set foot on Divine Dream Mountain.
Gathering herbs would be even more out of the question.
"Any other questions?" Seeing He Pingsheng's expression, the man riding the bird gave him another look.
He Pingsheng voiced his doubts.
"That's right... your conjecture makes sense!" The man took a deep breath as well and said, "That's exactly it. That's the current state of Divine Dream Mountain!"
"Almost all the valuable territory has been occupied by those powerful cultivators, one after another!"
"The bigger your fists, the more territory you hold!"
"Those with smaller