Stripping Everything Without Regard for the Cost! Establishing a Branch!

However, such windfalls are rare and can only fortuitous opportunity once in a lifetime. After a month or two of plundering, it becomes increasingly difficult to succeed.

Those who arrive first eat the meat, those who arrive later gnaw on the bones.

Those who arrived later wouldn't even find scraps of bone. Although the group from White Cloud Temple wasn't the earliest, they weren't late either, and within the first month, they had swept up the most lucrative spots.

By the second month, the situation was completely different.

Forces from all directions flocked to the Devil Province.

People from Ming Province, Yin Province, Huang Province, Yuan Continent, and even the most prosperous Qing Province, came to try and get a share of the profits.

Large and small flying boats filled the sky.

Merchant caravans, Rogue Cultivator, and scions of the Aristocratic Clan flocked to the area like it was a temple fair, practically scraping the ground clean.

Spirit Vein, this hard currency, were already mostly snapped up by various groups in the first half of the month, and the remaining scattered mineral deposits and Spirit Plant are disappearing at a visible rate.

Of course, in the end, he didn't get any of the things that were most enviable.

The Heaven and Earth Qi.

Before leaving, the high-ranking members of the demonic path completely plundered all the Heaven and Earth Qi, leaving not even a trace behind. They even violently extracted the energy from the Blessed Land, causing its foundation to be largely destroyed.

Yun Du personally went to see one of them.

That was the Blood Bone Devil Sect's cultivation Blessed Land, the ancestral home of a Golden Core elder. It covered an area of only a hundred miles in circumference. Three of the underground Spirit Vein had snapped, and not a blade of grass grew on the surface. Even the soil had turned into a grayish-white dead earth.

The Blessed Land still exists, but it has become an empty shell...

"When the foundation is damaged, the vital energy will be extinguished."

"If that's the case, then let's seize all the remaining spiritual energy here. Since it can't be used by our sect, let's destroy it completely."

Yun Du shook his head, a hint of regret in his voice.

Then Elder Zhang from within the sect gradually extracted and sealed away the remaining traces of the Blessed Land essence. Although these traces were faint, their quality was far inferior to before.

However, bringing them back to the sect to nurture the nascent Blessed Land within the sect would also be of great benefit...

Forbidden spells covered the area, and spiritual power crushed it.

The very foundation of this Blessed Land was uprooted.

The ground collapsed, creating a deep pit tens of feet deep. Spiritual light scattered and flew everywhere, eventually turning into a wisp of turbid air and dissipating into the world.

A Blessed Land with a history spanning hundreds or even thousands of years has ceased to exist.

Similar events were unfolding simultaneously across various parts of the Devil Province.

The remaining seven or eight Blessed Land vary in quality, but without exception, they are all treasures passed down for hundreds or thousands of years. Now, various forces are rushing to them, some demolishing and others robbing them.

The White Cloud Temple was demolished in three separate locations. One of the sites was of acceptable quality, and some of the Daoist essence preserved there remained.

The other two places were purely for extracting oil; the little bit extracted wasn't even worth as much as a second-tier Spirit Vein.

"The Devil Cultivator left quite swiftly."

The Lord Rat squatted in an abandoned cave abode and spat inside. "Take everything you could, and destroy everything you couldn't."

He reaped quite a harvest on this trip.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he looted the complete remains of seven or eight Foundation Establishment Devil Cultivator, his mouth full of blood and foam, and his aura was even stronger than before he set off.

But deep down, I wasn't quite happy.

Before we set off, our ancestor told us to take as much as we could and not to stand out.

He did as instructed, but he always felt constrained.

Watching those Human Race cultivators swagger around, rummaging through the battlefield and even loading scrap metal onto carts, he, a great demon, had to hide and dodge.

On what grounds?

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment, and the Lord Rat quickly suppressed it.

The ancestor had already made his plans. As his subordinates, all we had to do was carry them out. Thinking too much was pointless. It just made me hate humans even more!

The carnival came quickly and went even faster.

By the end of the second month, all remaining resources in Devil Province and Transformation Province had been thoroughly plundered by various forces.

The once-powerful demonic territory is now a scene of devastation; Spirit Vein have been plundered, mineral deposits have been depleted, and Blessed Land have been destroyed...

Even the slightly decent buildings on the ground were dismantled, and all usable materials were removed.

All that remained were dilapidated mountain peaks and palaces, and rugged, barren wastelands.

The states of Demon and Chemical have become a true wasteland.

However, the Supreme Purity Sect naturally couldn't let such a large territory remain empty. News quickly spread that the Supreme Purity Sect planned to recruit troops from various inland prefectures.

A group of minor clans were relocated to the two demonized states to secure the territory and maintain peace.

Those who wish to go will be provided with Spirit Stone subsidies by the Supreme Purity Sect. Priority will be given to Spirit Vein below the third rank. The newly established Protectorate will be responsible for electing a Protectorate within its jurisdiction, which will then be reviewed and approved by the Supreme Purity Sect.

In other words, this is a redistribution of territory.

The news sparked heated discussions throughout the cultivation world of the eight states of the Clear Azure Kingdom.

Some smaller clans saw this as a good opportunity to turn their fortunes around.

Some scoffed, "This is a wasteland, a barren wasteland. Going there would only mean guarding the frontier for the Supreme Purity Sect, watching over their western gate..."

The army from White Cloud Temple returned to Ming Province not long afterward.

Yun Du then went up to Purple Firmament Peak to discuss the matter with Shi Jian.

Under the moonlight, the old Daoist stood by the Thunder Pool, while Shi Jian lay in the water, half of his body submerged in the thunder liquid. Purple-gold lightning arcs danced silently on the water's surface, casting Yun Du's face in flickering light.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you should have heard about the news from not long ago."

Shi Jian hummed in response, without opening his eyes.

"The Supreme Purity Sect is sending more people to the Demon and Hua Prefectures. I have some ideas about Transformation Province in particular..."

Yun Du didn't keep anyone in suspense and laid it all out:

"White Cloud Temple has developed rapidly in recent years, but it is confined to a small corner of Ming Province. Although its operations are large, they cannot expand in a wide range."

"Ming Province is bordered by the Grand Purity and Profound Purity sects of the Wei Kingdom to the east, Huang Province to the north, Yin Province to the west, and our own territory to the south."

"If Wei Kingdom and Clear Azure ever go to war, Ming Province will be the first to be hit, and White Cloud Temple will be a target on the front lines."

He paused for a moment, then got to the heart of the matter. "Therefore, we must leave ourselves a way out."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jian opened his eyes, showing some interest, and then asked, "As you say, Brother Yun, what do you plan to do?"

"Instead of relocating the sect, send people over to establish a branch altar."

Yun Du responded crisply, "Let's first claim a spot and secure the territory. Once the foundation is solid, White Cloud Temple will have depth, with two strongholds supporting each other."

"If something happens in Ming Province, Transformation Province can provide support."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jian nodded slightly. This was indeed true, and it aligned with his own interests, aiming to secure a broader living space for the Demon Race.

"Then, who should we send?"

"Yun Ci."

The moment the name was uttered, Shi Jian understood Yun Du's entire plan.

Over the years, Yun Ci has been building cliques and recruiting people within the sect. He hasn't been very discreet about it, and Yun Du has noticed it, but he has kept quiet about it.

Now, this is a perfect excuse to get rid of him.

When you're far away, your heart finds peace.

Give him power, give him territory, give him the right to stand alone.

Didn't you want to stand out?

Then go to Transformation Province and make a name for yourself, establish your own great achievements, and stop meddling in this small corner of Ming Province.

That would kill two birds with one stone.

"You decide on the candidates. As for the demons, I'll also arrange a few."

"I have instructed Bai Ling of the White Fox Line to lead her fox clan and accompany your people to Transformation Province."

"The area around Transformation Province has just been ravaged by war, and it's a melting pot of all sorts of people. Without a few powerful demons to keep it in check, it's prone to chaos."

Yun Du nodded slightly; this was within his expectations.

Shi Jian added, "Also, take two more young bear demons from the Primordial Line, with Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivation, to train over there."

"Fellow Daoist, how are you?"

"Of course, that's perfectly fine. Thank you for your kind offer, Fellow Daoist Shi."

"No need for thanks. Only White Cloud Temple is well can my life be at peace. We are intertwined, each in our own right."

"They're all just trying to survive in this chaotic world."

That's a very frank statement.

Yun Du laughed, waved his sleeves, and descended the mountain, his laughter exceptionally hearty!