Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

The green-skinned monsters were sent to the mine in batches.

Li Xiangping personally supervised the division of the five thousand green-skinned monsters into fifty groups of one hundred people each.

Each unit is assigned a red-armed ring leader and consists of five large teams, each managed by a yellow-hatted leader.

Indigenous workers mined during the day, while the green-skinned laborers took over at night, enabling the mine to operate around the clock for the first time, and ore production increased by 30% on the first day.

The minotaurs were assigned to various infrastructure construction sites.

When the market town expanded its walls, they moved huge stones; when new fields were reclaimed, they turned the soil and dug ditches; when houses were built, they carried timber and erected pillars.

With family disciples supervising the work with talismans, the minotaurs worked diligently and with astonishing efficiency.

The half-marine people are temporarily kept in a temporary pasture outside the market.

Li Mude selected fifty of the strongest and most docile animals and began basic domestication—learning simple commands, adapting to saddles, and practicing marching in formation.

Meanwhile, shops in the market put up signs for "Premium Half-Horse Mounts for Pre-sale," priced at 120 spirit stones, with a limited quantity of 100.

The news immediately attracted the attention of other forces.

The first to arrive was An Chi, the sword cultivator from the An family.

He arrived at Luoxia Pavilion with two disciples and cut to the chase: "Fellow Daoist Li, I've heard you sell centaurs?"

Li Mutian personally received them: "Fellow Daoist An is well-informed. Indeed, there are a few, imported from a newly discovered plane, suitable for transportation, patrolling, and hunting."

An Chi went to the ranch to see the actual mounts, took a test ride, and was very satisfied: "Great mounts! Their speed is comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, their endurance is even better, and they can carry weapons and supplies. I want twenty of them."

"Alright," Li Mutian said with a smile. "Fellow Daoist An is the first customer, so I'll give you a 10% discount, making it 108 spirit stones per head. That's a total of 2,160 spirit stones."

Anchi readily paid.

Next up was Su Wan, a female cultivator from the Hundred Herbs Clan, who bought ten heads, saying they would be used to patrol the medicinal fields and escort supplies.

Wan Yongnian from the Wan family was even more extravagant, ordering thirty heads in one go, saying he wanted to form a caravan guard.

In just five days, all one hundred pre-sale half-marathon horses were sold out, netting a profit of nearly ten thousand spirit stones.

The elders beamed with joy, praising Master Xiaoyao for his discerning eye.

On the evening of the seventh day, Li Xiaoyao summoned core members such as Li Mutian, Li Xiangping, Li Tongya, and Li Chijing to the third floor of Luoxia Pavilion.

"The initial resettlement of the population is complete, and the market is running smoothly," Li Xiaoyao said solemnly. "Next, I have a few things to say."

Everyone's expression turned solemn.

"First, although green-skinned monsters, minotaurs, and centaurs are different races, once they have entered my Li family, they must be treated equally—at least in terms of treatment, they should not be treated too harshly."

"Food, water, and shelter will be provided according to standards. Those who perform well will be rewarded, and those who commit wrongdoings will be punished. We need to gradually gain their acceptance of the Li family, rather than fostering resentment."

Li Mutian nodded: "That makes sense. Other races are also a source of labor; if used well, they can be an asset, but if used poorly, they can be a threat."

"Secondly, the sale of centaurs should be stopped at this point."

Li Xiaoyao looked at the elders and said, "We should keep enough for our own use, and sell the rest, but don't sell it all."

"It's more important to keep this strategic resource in our own hands. Besides... if we sell too much, other powers could equip themselves with it, which might not be a good thing for us."

The elders suddenly realized and repeatedly agreed.

"Third, and most importantly."

Li Xiaoyao took out a brocade pouch. "These are the seeds of the 'Devouring Vine' that I bought on the black market. It is said that they can grow in turbid and evil lands, absorb evil energy, and bear fruit that purifies evil energy."

He handed the seeds to Li Tongya: "Tongya, you are good at research, so I'm entrusting this matter to you. If you can successfully cultivate it, it will not only add a new specialty to the family, but it may also gradually improve the environment of Bing-749."

Li Tongya solemnly accepted the gift: "Nephew will do his utmost!"

Li Chijing couldn't help but ask, "Second Uncle, how many of those centaurs...should we keep for ourselves?"

Li Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Let's keep eight hundred. Five hundred will be incorporated into the regular patrol team and the pioneering team of the market."

"The remaining three hundred heads will be kept as a strategic reserve, and will also be available for exchange or rental by family members. Xiang Ping, you will draft the specific regulations."

"yes!"

Outside the window, dusk was falling.

As dusk settles in Luoxiafang Market, the streets are bustling with people, already showing signs of prosperity.

The newly arrived ordinary humans finished their work at the construction site, received their food, and headed to their temporary shelters in small groups.

The noisy sounds of green-skinned monsters changing shifts drifted from the direction of the mine. In the pasture, the long, drawn-out neighing of the centaurs echoed.

Looking at all this, Li Xiaoyao felt a surge of accomplishment.

From initially mortgaging spiritual veins to establish a foundation, to now possessing strongholds in two dimensions, tens of thousands of people, foreign laborers, and market industries...

The Li family has truly stood up.

But he knew that wasn't enough.

The secrets of the Defiled Sanctuary remain unsolved, and the Blood Moon Tide, twenty-one years later, still hangs like a sword over our heads.

The turbid environment of Bing-749 has not been fundamentally improved. The number of cultivators and high-end combat power of the Li family remains weak.

The road ahead is still long.

But at least, the direction is right.

Li Mutian walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaoyao, you've worked hard."

"Big brother has worked even harder," Li Xiaoyao said with a smile. "With us brothers united, the Li family will surely go even further."

In the night, the lights of Luoxia Market twinkled like stars.

Three months later, the thick soil turned into golden cliffs.

Inside Li Xiaoyao's cave, spiritual energy surged like the tides.

In the center of the cave, he sat cross-legged, with two items floating in front of him—a "Heart of Thunder" that was entirely golden and purple with electric currents flowing inside, and a jade slip containing the "White Emperor's Slaughter Chapter".

After three months of seclusion, he has completed the Qi Refining Scroll of "The Solemnity of the White Emperor".

Now everything is ready, except for forging the third immortal foundation—the [Solemn Killing Palace].

Within the dantian, the [Xuanhuang Pass] stands majestically like a fiery mountain, while the [Changsheng Palace] is verdant like ancient trees reaching the sky.

At this moment, guided by the "White Emperor's Solemn Annihilation Chapter," a sharp and chilling metallic aura is slowly gathering from his limbs and bones.

Li Xiaoyao formed hand seals, and the Thunder Heart slowly floated to his chest.

"The ruthless ruler is rich, the merciful ruler is cruel, the thunderous ruler is punishing... merging!"

He let out a low shout, and the Heart of Thunder suddenly erupted with a dazzling golden-purple light!

The violent golden and lightning dual-attribute spiritual energy surged into the meridians like a flood. Wherever it passed, the meridians felt like they were being cut by a knife, but they were quickly repaired under the nourishment of the [Longevity Palace].

Li Xiaoyao's forehead veins bulged, and he was sweating profusely.

Seven days passed by, bit by bit.

Outside the cave, Li Mutian personally stood guard. Li Tongya, Li Chijing, and others were also waiting nearby, their expressions tense.

Suddenly, a clear and melodious sword cry rang out from inside the cave!

Clang—!

The sound, like a dragon's roar, pierced through the stone wall and echoed endlessly in the air above the thick earth and golden cliffs!

All the metal objects on the cliff—flying swords, pickaxes, even pots and pans—trembled slightly and resonated!

"It's done!"

Li Mutian's eyes gleamed.

Inside the cave, Li Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes.

A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, sharp as a sword.

He stood up, his aura rising steadily—fourth, fifth, and sixth level of Foundation Establishment! Finally, he stabilized at the perfect sixth level of Foundation Establishment!

Within his dantian, the third immortal foundation had already been erected.

It was a phantom, entirely silver-white and shaped like a sword pavilion, with sharp eaves and tightly closed doors, from which the faint sound of metal clanging could be heard.

The surface of the pavilion is covered with faint lightning patterns, which perfectly blend with the golden lightning attribute of the Thunder Heart.

Immortal Foundation [Slaughter Palace]!