Chen Ming's next goal was to cultivate while simultaneously developing the industries within his territory.
Water-attributed Spirit Masters would handle irrigation and water management.
Fire-attributed Spirit Masters would participate in forging and any work requiring flames.
Earth-attributed Spirit Masters would farm the land to increase soil fertility, build roads and bridges, and work in mining.
Wood-attributed Spirit Masters would accelerate crop growth in the fields.
Even rare attributes like lightning and light could be effectively integrated into production.
Even without mature industrial equipment, as long as the unique abilities of Spirit Masters were properly utilized, society could still make enormous leaps into the industrial age.
Under normal circumstances, Spirit Masters would absolutely never do the kind of work ordinary civilians handled.
But Chen Ming now possessed bait capable of making them willingly work.
At present, everyone knew that the world's greatest meditation methods all came from Chen Ming.
And if someone wanted Chen Ming to custom-create a meditation method for them, the price was enormous.
Only top-tier sects and major powers could afford to have Chen Ming personally tailor one for them.
Now, however, Chen Ming had provided another path.
Entire clans could work under him, exchanging labor for contribution points, and eventually earn the opportunity for Chen Ming to create new cultivation methods for them.
Of course, not every Spirit Master was willing to lower themselves to this kind of work.
But as long as some were willing, even more Spirit Masters would gradually be drawn in.
And once the territory began producing results, the entire system could enter a cycle.
Better living environments would attract more civilians.
Gold Soul Coins and better treatment would attract more Spirit Masters.
Then the entire process would snowball larger and larger.
As long as there were a few successful examples standing at the front, ambitious sects would naturally come knocking on their own.
Even the great sects would proactively approach him.
After all, not everyone within those major sects was a genius.
The average-talented Spirit Masters within them still had to work and earn money for their clans and sects.
To them, work was work no matter where they did it.
As long as selling labor could earn greater benefits than usual, those great sects truly wouldn't mind sending ordinary disciples to work under Chen Ming.
After all, no matter how much labor was involved, the ones working would only be low-level Spirit Masters and ordinary members.
The true experts and geniuses naturally would never waste time on such matters.
Since it didn't require their personal effort while still benefiting them, of course those people were more than willing.
...
After briefly explaining his requirements for pasture grass to Ah Yin, Chen Ming once again took out the small green bottle and dripped several more drops of nutrient solution onto her so she could maintain high-speed thinking.
Then he placed Ah Yin into the emptied Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse and allowed her to think quietly.
The standards for whether soul tools in the Douluo Continent could store living creatures were honestly ridiculous.
Soul tools that couldn't store living creatures lacked air.
Soul tools with air could store living creatures.
This was completely different from normal cultivation worlds.
After researching it for so long, Chen Ming could only attribute it to the unique nature of Spirit Power.
In any case, with nutrient soil and nutrient solution inside, Ah Yin definitely wouldn't die inside the Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse.
Before long, Dugu Bo came up. Looking at the box containing the Spirit Bone in Chen Ming's hands, Dugu Bo merely shrugged and pretended not to notice.
Only after Chen Ming leisurely stored the Spirit Bone away did Dugu Bo prepare to grab him and leave the cave.
But at that moment, Chen Ming raised his hand to stop him.
Then he took out another box from his soul tool.
"Big brother, this is a right arm bone from a Hell Demon Dragon. It's around fifty thousand years old."
"When the time comes, absorb it."
"After absorbing this, your Martial Soul will become stronger, and your strength should also rise to Level 95."
"Ah?! Isn't this a little too precious?" Dugu Bo opened the box. Feeling the aura radiating from the top-grade Spirit Bone inside, his entire body trembled uncontrollably.
If Chen Ming didn't give it to him, then even if he saw it, he wouldn't try to take it.
But for Chen Ming to personally hand over such a top-quality Spirit Bone to him…
Dugu Bo truly didn't know how he was supposed to refuse.
"Trust is what's truly priceless. You trusted me, and I trusted you. Compared to that, this Spirit Bone isn't important at all, right?"
"Hahahaha! Right, exactly right! Trust really is priceless! What's a mere Spirit Bone worth?"
Dugu Bo laughed so hard tears nearly came out.
He simply felt that Chen Ming's words perfectly matched his own temperament.
After storing the box containing the Spirit Bone into his soul tool, Dugu Bo spoke again:
"Once I return to the treasure land, I'll absorb this Spirit Bone. It's thanks to you, little brother, that I've reached where I am today. A true dragon Spirit Bone like this… I never would've imagined I could obtain one in this lifetime."
"There'll be even more good things in the future."
"Yeah… life's only going to get better from here on." Dugu Bo sighed emotionally and, after confirming Chen Ming had nothing else to do, finally brought him out of the cave behind the waterfall.
...
Meanwhile—
At this very moment, Tang Hao was hiding inside a tunnel outside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, repeatedly flipping through the Douluo Heart Method.
Suddenly, his heart violently ached.
It felt as though something extremely important to him had just left forever.
Yet Tang Hao never once imagined that this pain came from Ah Yin.
Instead, the very first thing he thought of was his sect.
"Could something have happened to the sect?" Tang Hao tightly furrowed his brows.
His heart was filled entirely with thoughts of the sect that had watched him grow up.
"I wonder whether little sister managed to deliver the Douluo Heart Method back to the sect."
"If the Clear Sky Sect doesn't obtain the Douluo Heart Method, then our strength will inevitably fall behind the other major powers."
"What a pity… I actually failed to notice that child—no, that genius's potential back then. I never sensed anything unusual about how absurdly fast he cultivated."
"If I had accepted him as my disciple back then… would I have gained a disciple capable of breaking the limits of Spirit Master cultivation?"
"What a shame. Truly such a shame."
"And with my current identity, I can't directly approach him to customize a cultivation method specifically for the Clear Sky Hammer."
"If things continue this way, then the Clear Sky Sect's cultivation speed will fall behind the other two sects even more."
Although Chen Ming had personally wiped out the entire Strength Clan and was now an elder of the Spirit Hall—no matter how one looked at it, he clearly stood on the opposite side from the Clear Sky Sect—
Tang Hao actually didn't hold much hostility toward Chen Ming.
To Tang Hao, the Strength Clan had indeed been a fairly useful servant clan.
But expecting Tang Hao to oppose a genius with limitless potential just for the sake of a servant clan?
That was completely impossible.
He could even betray his own sect.
What was the Strength Clan worth compared to that?
Even if the Strength Clan had offended some ordinary person, Tang Hao still might not have bothered avenging them.
Not to mention that the Strength Clan had practically sealed their own fate in public by offending someone they absolutely shouldn't have provoked.
Was Tang Hao's mind crazed, to commit an offense for the sake of a house servant?
"When I get another chance to see Little San and properly explain everything to him, I'll return to the sect and have a look."
"I just hope big brother can forgive me…"
Tang Hao clutched his painfully twisting chest, feeling his head becoming strangely dizzy as well.
But throughout all of this, his thoughts remained solely focused on his sect and its circumstances.
Not once did it ever occur to him that something had happened on Ah Yin's side.
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