Refining medicine can't save Doupo!

Chapter 536: ThunderClan: Whose wicked thing is blocking my door?
Although it is not ruled out that these bad people who are not human will have a slippery path in the future and start a "blood and sweat spirit stone factory".
But no matter what, the appearance of the Spirit Craftsman has made everyone in the Black Horn Region reach a consensus. Although it is a bit hellish, this is the true portrayal: the living are more productive than the dead!
Of course, Jiang Lin actually had a more infernal technique. One that could make the 'dead' more productive than the living. But that method was too inhumane, and Jiang Lin wouldn't use it lightly. Especially since Jiang Lin had a guaranteed share of the two taxes, and no shortage of cultivation resources, he had no interest in something called a 'spiritual corpse'.

Of course, if this world goes too far and monopolizes all the spirit stone tax and soul tax given to Jiang Lin, and does not give Jiang Lin any coins, then Jiang Lin will really start to act like a non-human.

However, I believe that the introduction of soul tax and spirit stone tax will definitely make the lives of civilians a little better. As for whether they can live a better life, well, this kind of historical problem should be left to the wise descendants to solve!

".Indeed, the power of the Black Horn Region has been twisted together and is already able to sweep across the surrounding empires." Xiao Yan, who was beside Gu Xun'er, looked at the 'Black Seal Project Team Construction Workers' and couldn't help but sigh.

He also met the Black Horn Domain Dou Huang who had a feud with him before, but now they were both in the middle of the "construction period" of more than half a month, and they all apologized to him privately. In an instant, Xiao Yan felt what it meant to be a martial arts world.
In the past, fighting and killing could bring benefits, so naturally, when enemies met, people would be extremely jealous of each other.

Now that they can sit down and distribute benefits politely, who would want to fight? At most, they would duel over the distribution of benefits. But this kind of thing is rare. Why? This is where Jiang Lin's cunningness lies. Each faction has its own inherent territory. Except for those sects that prefer to live in the deep mountains and old forests, other sects can more or less gain benefits from the population cities within their sphere of influence. Sooner or later, they will be able to gain benefits.

In the future, these people will definitely continue to fight for territory and population, but the scale of the battle will definitely be limited. After all, if you fight in the city, whether it is destroying the Qi Gathering Tower or killing people and damaging the city's reputation, these are all real losses that other forces will definitely not allow.

Perhaps in the future, after the benefits have been fully distributed, a dedicated dueling arena might appear in the Black Horn Region, concentrating the battles between various regions into a small area. Whoever wins will gain a share of the region's benefits. Hmm... isn't this a school battle?

Black Seal City was large enough that the local Eight Gates alone could easily take it over. Consequently, the Black Seal City Lord had voluntarily ceded most of the city's future Soul Stone tax to other major forces, allowing them to invest. This was one reason why the construction team for the Black Seal Nine-One Qi Gathering Array was so complex. As for the distribution of benefits, Jiang Lin never worried about it, as these perpetually ruthless scoundrels would quickly resolve it themselves.

"This area should be the territory of the Thunder Clan," Gu Xun'er murmured silently in her heart as she glanced at the dark clouds and thunderstorms that occasionally rose in the sky of the Black Horn Region.

"If the Black Horn Region continues like this, the people of the Thunder Clan might have discovered it. The people of the Soul Palace also ended up in a very complicated situation." When Gu Xun'er thought about the Black Horn Region becoming a hodgepodge of forces, she felt a little emotional but also a little excited.

"If the Spirit Craftsman can't bring down the Soul Clan's leader, then the Ancient Clan can also take the initiative." Gu Xun'er was also secretly calculating the pros and cons in her mind. The Spirit Craftsman's "taxation strategy" was a terrifying and unrealistic idea. Gu Xun'er knew that given the Spirit Craftsman's personality, if his skills were not mature, he would not take any action at all.

The Spiritual Craftsman's taxation strategy was highly regionalized, requiring local forces to participate in the distribution of benefits, making this model of power expansion highly replicable. Gu Xun'er had no doubt that if the Spiritual Craftsman were given a few years, the entire Western Region would eagerly await his arrival, armed with the Nine-One Qi Gathering Formation and Spirit Furnace, to collect taxes.
Although the Spirit Craftsman seems to be a member of the Soul Clan, under these circumstances, given the opportune moment, Gu Xun'er could naturally represent the Ancient Clan and secure future benefits with the Spirit Craftsman beforehand. There's a significant difference between taking the initiative and being forced into a situation. Gu Xun'er knows that once the dual-tax strategy is extended to the Ancient Clan's territories, the Ancient Clan will inevitably take the lion's share of both taxes. But what if the Spirit Craftsman deliberately places the Ancient Clan's territory last? What if others have been developing for decades while the Ancient Clan is still struggling? That certainly won't do.

"However, the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan have never been on good terms. Exposing my identity might also bring unnecessary trouble." Gu Xun'er pondered silently in her heart, and finally her eyes became firm and she made up her mind.

"Old Ling is still too weak. We need a stronger person from the ancient clan to take the blame. At least, he can represent the ancient clan to intimidate the whole audience without exposing me." Gu Xun'er thought about it and finally decided to let Ling Ying, who had been invisible for a long time, contact the ancient clan's secret guards in the Western Regions and bring a letter to her father Gu Yuan, asking him to loan her a Dou Zun clan member.

Dou Sheng or something is too much, and not everyone's Dou Sheng likes to carry out tasks as efficiently as the Elf Clan. Normally, even if you invite a Dou Sheng, the other party will outsource the task and send you a Dou Zun. And Dou Zun will outsource the task to a small place like Black Horn Domain and send you a Dou Zong.
It’s not that Dou Zong is not strong, but in the face of the current complex situation in the Black Horn Region, Dou Zong is a machine overlord.

Gu Xun'er didn't know whether the spirit craftsman was aware of the territory of the Thunder Clan. Under the seemingly prosperous lake in the Black Horn Region, there was already an undercurrent.
"But considering the spirit craftsman's tendency to plan before deciding, he should have been prepared long ago, right?" Gu Xun'er thought silently as she looked at the spirit craftsman staring at the sunset in the distance.

Gu Xun'er's prediction was correct. The outer disciples of the Thunder Clan had already noticed the drastic changes in the Black Horn Region near their "doorstep".

As for Jiang Lin, the guy who obtained information about the eight tribes mainly through hearsay, do you think he knows that the Thunder Realm of the Thunder Tribe is near the Black Horn Region?

"Brother Jie, what is this Spiritual Craftsman Soul Clan that suddenly integrated the Black Horn Territory doing with their power near our Thunder Realm???"

Somewhere in the Black Horn Region, a young man with an imposing appearance, bulging muscles, and mysterious lines on his forehead asked a question to a middle-aged man of similar build standing next to him.

"Double Tax Law Lei Lie, let's observe for a while and see what tricks they play." The middle-aged man said with a glint in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)