148: Chapter 148 Three Thousand Territory Areas, Seventy Percent Available

Wang Mu picked up his brush to record the military order, pushing the roster of the Medical Cultivator Camp forward: "There are still more than three hundred heavily injured individuals unable to leave their beds, and seventy-six of them are likely unable to return to the Main Battle Army."

"Save people first." Wang Pingan closed the roster. "Military ranks and benefits will be retained, and whether they can return to their units will be jointly evaluated by the Medical Cultivator Camp and the instructors. No commander is allowed to force wounded soldiers to enter battle prematurely."

Several military captains cupped their fists to acknowledge the order. Wang Shan stared at Wang Chuan's name for a moment, then raised his hand to unbuckle the clasp, removing the cracked xueming mysterious armor from his body and placing it on the ground.

The heads of various departments from the Hundred Arts Hall entered the hall upon summons, with the Formation Hall, Spirit Planting Department, Casting Workshop, Alchemy Pavilion, Medical Cultivator Camp, and the military gathering together.

The ley line map of three hundred thousand square kilometers covered the entire main hall. Gray-green, earthy-yellow, and dark-blue markers occupied a large area, many of which had already invaded the old lands.

Wang Pingan pointed at the new territory map: "The transformation of the new territory is set for two hundred years. The first fifty years will be spent surveying the ley lines, the second fifty years will transform the Law and relocate the first batch of population, and the subsequent hundred years will complete the development and inspection of the entire region."

"Every fifty years, the time acceleration will be paused once. I will personally inspect the thirty-six core formation bases, and until the risks are eliminated, the relocation plan must not proceed."

Looking at the vast expanse of alien seabeds, the head of the Spirit Planting Department stepped forward: "Divine Lord, if the speed of land purification cannot keep up with the relocation schedule, is it permitted to temporarily suspend reclamation?"

"Permitted. You are only responsible for the results, and grain will be transported from the old lands. Once the land and water veins are destroyed, the cost of repairing them will be even greater."

The head of the Casting Workshop cupped hands and stated: "The deep-sea Ore marrow is toxic. If put directly into the furnace, it will contaminate the existing forging platforms. We need to build a separate trial furnace."

"Withdraw the required formation Materials from the spoils of war. Conduct small-batch tests first, and determine their use after confirming the properties of the Ore marrow. Destroying Materials to rush progress is strictly prohibited."

The discussion came to an end. Leaning on his broken saber, Wang Shan walked toward the military desk and requested permission to lead three thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artists deep into the new territory to clear out the alien remains hidden within the faults.

Wang Mu raised his token and pressed it against the back of the crimson flame saber: "Your shoulder armor was pierced, and the wound on your back has not yet closed. The rest period given by the Medical Cultivator Camp is ten years."

Wang Shan stiffened his neck: "There are still traces of remnant soldiers in the new territory. I will take one thousand people in, and within ten days I can turn over every single cave."

"If you enter the mine caves now and your injuries act up, others will have to carry you back." Wang Mu retracted his token. "Starting today, you are suspended from duty to recuperate, and you must not enter dangerous areas within ten years."

Wang Shan clenched his back teeth. Wang Mu placed a stack of blank military registers beside the saber: "Review the entire Three Gods Siege Battle. Write down the formation line errors, personnel deployment, and military order execution item by item clearly."

Wang Shan glared at that stack of military registers: "Writing military registers is more painful than taking three hammer blows. Change the punishment; I am willing to go guard the Shura Field."

"For every missing link, add one year to your recuperation period." Wang Mu remained unmoved. "Clearly write down the matter of you charging into formation without authorization and consecutively taking three mad blood battle pills as well."

Wang Shan picked up the military registers and stepped out of the main hall, muttering about the tedious paperwork. Upon returning to camp, he directly sealed his tent and redrew every formation line on paper.

When did the breach appear on the northern line, why was the garrison insufficient at the seventh formation eye on the western line, and how much time was the Artillery Battalion delayed in its deployment—he checked them item by item according to the battlefield records.

When writing about unauthorized departure from the formation, Wang Shan's brush tip hovered for a long time. In the end, the process of violating the order fell upon the paper, and the time of taking the three mad blood battle pills was not concealed either.

The Ancestral Court discussion concluded. Wang Pingan pressed against the divine core, and the power of the Master of Time covered the three-hundred-thousand-square-kilometer territory, officially launching the first fifty-year transformation.

One hundred thousand Formation Masters and artisans were divided into more than three thousand teams, advancing inward along the boundary of the new territory, measuring the ley lines and Law strength every thirty miles.

The Formation Hall laid out survey formation stakes according to the trend of the mountains and rivers, the Spirit Planting Department tested the soil and water, the Casting Workshop surveyed the Ore layers, and the Medical Cultivator Camp handled toxic water and alien residues.

The fifty-thousand-strong Immortal Martial Legion canceled its frontal combat organization, undertaking escort, blockade, and wreckage cleanup missions in batches. All heavy artillery were converted to point-fixed rock breaking and path clearing.

In the first year of the new territory, the ley line map gained more than four hundred red markers. There were one hundred thirty faults, over two hundred toxic water areas, and seventy-six gravity disorder zones.

An artisan team was originally scheduled to pass through the northern canyon. Formation Masters detected underground gravity superposition layers and closed the road on the spot, routing the relocation path eight hundred miles eastward.

Another team excavated the poison sac warehouse of a Scale Demons priest beneath the original seabed. The military did not burn it, instead handing it over to the Medical Cultivator Camp to seal the samples, and shipping the remnants to the isolation zone.

As the transformation progressed to the twelfth year, Wang Pingan channeled the Pure Yang Divine Fire to cover the new territory, burning away the alien brands along the river channels and ley lines, causing the purification speed to soar.

The gray-green toxic water turned clear, the gravity fluctuations of the earthy-yellow mountains decreased, and the alien Qi around the nine top-grade Spiritual Veins continuously weakened.

The Formation Hall deduced the progress: in just another twenty years, the three alien Laws could be completely cleared, and the migrant relocation time could be advanced by several years.

In the fifteenth year, the Spirit Planting Department sent an urgent report. The land repeatedly purified by the divine fire had lost its soil and water activity, and three batches of spiritual grain seeds planted in the soil failed to root.

Agricultural masters dug open the soil layer, and the original flora in the soil had completely vanished. Even the most drought-resistant rhizome Spirit Planting withered and died within seven days.

During the same period, the Casting Workshop submitted Ore marrow samples. After being scorched by the Pure Yang Divine Fire, although the toxicity was removed, its ability to conduct magical power was nearly halved.

The heads of the Spirit Planting Department and the Casting Workshop rushed to the Ancestral Court carrying test records. Even though they knew that the whole-region incineration came from the Divine Lord's order, the two still jointly requested to stop the purification.

"Divine Lord, if we continue to burn, the new territory will indeed be clean, but in the future these lands can only be used to pave roads and cannot support spirit fields and medicine fields."

"Deep-sea Ore marrow cannot withstand repeated scorching. After two more rounds, the magical power patterns will be severed, and this batch of spoils of war will only be reduced to ordinary Ore."

Everyone in the hall held their breath. Several Formation Masters were about to explain the original plan when Wang Pingan stood up directly and walked toward the experimental field.

He grabbed a handful of purified soil, and the soil particles rustled down from between his fingers. The groundwater left no damp traces, and the Spiritual Qi collapsed and dissipated without a trace upon touching the soil layer.

The deep-sea Ore marrow was placed on a temporary forging platform. Magical power was injected, and only the edges of the Ore lit up with patterns, while its internal pathways had been burned through by the divine fire.

Wang Pingan patted away the floating dust on his palm: "Stop the original plan, and immediately withdraw the Pure Yang Divine Fire across the entire region. The Ancestral Court will bear the damaged land, and the two departments bear no blame."

The head of the Spirit Planting Department cupped hands: "Divine Lord, if we stop now, the processing time for the alien Laws will at least double, and the two-hundred-year plan might be affected."

"Plans can be changed, but the results cannot self-deceive. If a command goes awry, it will be withdrawn. You brought the records to see me—you did the right thing."

The golden divine fire that had covered the new territory for over a decade was completely gathered back. In the river channels and mineral veins, the alien Laws reappeared, no longer subjected to brutal incineration.

Wang Pingan transmitted the new order to the Hundred Arts Hall: "Dismantle the three alien Laws according to their uses. Retain all parts that can be integrated into the Immortal Martial system, and seal away those that cannot be utilized."

The various departments of the Hundred Arts Hall reunited before the ley line map. The purification plan originally scheduled to be completed in twenty years was completely overturned, and a more meticulous transformation unfolded from this moment on.