After reading Wei Siming’s letter, Elder Wang felt a bit conflicted.
These were wanderers who had lost the ’mother’s love,’ struggling bitterly in foreign lands, enduring countless hardships and torments.
But until their last breath, they never forgot their roots.
Suddenly, Elder Wang thought of a phrase:
To never fail the soul of Huaxia till death.
He sighed softly and handed the letter to Wei Fan:
"Patriarch Wei, take a look."
While Wei Fan was reading, Elder Wang asked Wei Niandong:
"Brother Nian Dong, let me ask you a question, what year is it in the Damo Calendar now?"
Wei Niandong immediately replied, "It is now the year 4571 of the Damo Calendar."
Elder Wang thoughtfully stroked his chin and turned to Lin Li and the others:
"That means it’s been over 170 years since Wei Siming and his companions transmigrated to the Damo Realm."
Lin Li showed a hint of puzzlement, slightly furrowing his brows:
But Wei Siming and the others went missing 14 years ago, the timeline doesn’t match up at all.
If the time flows differently in the two worlds, why is this case different for us?
The camp has been using an atomic clock to measure time, and I’m certain the time flow in the Damo Realm and on Earth is the same."
Elder Wang lowered his eyelids, his expression composed:
"It seems there are still many unknowns in this other world; perhaps the time flow synced after the worlds officially intersected?
Of course, that’s just my personal guess.
We’ll need the research institute colleagues to put in more effort to investigate.
Regardless, Wei Siming’s letter has resolved quite a few of our doubts and will greatly help the camp’s future development.
We must acknowledge this goodwill."
While the rabbits were having a low-voiced conversation, Wei Fan and a few clan seniors finished reading the handwritten letter from their ancestor.
The fact that Wei Niandong didn’t need to translate during the reading process shows that the Wei Family has done well in preserving their literary heritage.
After reading the letter.
A few clan seniors seemed to exchange some opinions in a subtle way, and Wei Fan handed the letter back to Elder Wang.
Elder Wang carefully put the letter away and entrusted it to the foreign affairs office staff for copying and archiving on-site. Then he asked:
"Clan Leader Wei, if you have any thoughts, you can speak freely now.
We are willing to letter with you to foster an open, sincere, and equal conversation environment.
You don’t need to have many reservations."
Wei Fan nodded, sensing Elder Wang’s sincerity:
"Elder Wang, after consultation, we’ve decided to follow Ancestor Siming’s last wish.
We will transfer the ownership of Chixian City to Huaxia. You can go to the ancestral temple with me to retrieve the land deed anytime."
This was the final decision made by the Wei Family council, and Wei Fan’s gaze appeared genuinely sincere.
But as for the few clan elders behind him...
At least to the eyes of Elder Wang, who had met countless people, the acting of those clan elders seemed rather clumsy. (Note 1).
This is not hard to understand.
The rabbits had saved over ten thousand lives throughout the city, and the cultivators in the city were undoubtedly grateful for the rabbits’ aid.
But gratitude is one thing.
Handing over all ownership of the city is another.
While Wei Fan’s personal attitude might be quite sincere, as could be seen from his reaction to the five-starred red flag, let alone the fact that Yu Lian had saved his life before.
But as for the other clan elders...
Rather than keeping their promise, they were more concerned that the rabbits might overturn the table at any disagreement, which forced them to agree to Wei Fan’s approach.
After all, these descendants of the transmigrators were somewhat different from their ancestors, expecting them to give freely like NPCs was less likely than expecting a rapid update on a three-day literary work.
Moreover, for the rabbits, Wei Siming and his company had already done enough.
To be blunt, Wei Siming and Cheng Shiqing owed nothing to the rabbits.
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The rabbits were not as shameless as the eagles.
With the rabbits’ infrastructure capability, would they lack territory in such a vast otherworld?
So Elder Wang decisively stated:
"Clan Leader Wei, there is no need to discuss the ownership of the city further.
We don’t want it now, nor will we want it in the future. The rabbits have never been robbers.
We accept Wei Siming’s intentions, and this matter ends here."
Elder Wang’s words surprised the Wei Family members present, even the elder in the purple robe, who always had no expression on his face, showed a trace of evident surprise.
According to Wei Fan’s introduction.
This elder in the purple robe is Wei Fan’s grandfather, the previous family head of the Wei Family, and also Wei Siming’s grandson.
Elder Wang glanced lightly at this elder who appeared to be a few years older than himself and pondered over something as he continued to ask Wei Fan:
"Let’s settle the matter of ownership , now let’s talk about the Spirit Stone Mine.
Clan Leader Wei, could you give us a brief introduction about it?"
Wei Fan nodded and took out a luminous emerald-green stone from his sleeve.
The stone’s shape vaguely approached a circle, with a diameter of about one centimeter, and Wei Fan displayed it in his hand for everyone to see:
"This is a Spirit Stone.
In the Damo Realm, humans with aptitude can cultivate by absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, and Spirit Stones contain high concentrations of this Spiritual Energy.
Utilizing Spirit Stones can greatly enhance a cultivator’s training speed.
In the cultivation realm, Spirit Stones also serve as a form of currency, categorized into low, medium, high, and supreme grades based on the Spiritual Energy contained within.
The small Spirit Stone Mine mentioned in Ancestor Siming’s letter is likely a low-grade vein."
Then Wei Fan extended his palm and activated his mana.
A mystical pale green gas rose from the Spirit Stone and gradually dispersed throughout the room.
As the gas wafted through.
All the rabbits present suddenly cleared their minds, feeling incredibly refreshed.
Lin Li even had an illusion.
The sparse hair on his head seemed to grow at least a centimeter in an instant.
"It truly is magical..."
Elder Wang rubbed his left shoulder, which was an old injury of his, and found that nourished by the Spiritual Energy, this old injury was slightly alleviated short-term.
Though still far from healing, the pain relief was quite evident, and he asked Wei Fan:
According to Wei Siming’s letter, this vein requires cultivators at the Core Formation Stage or above to oversee its mining. Is this type of vein extremely rare in the Damo Realm?"
As the Spiritual Energy in the Damo Realm continues to decrease, the value of Spirit Stone veins is nearly skyrocketing every year, and now even a small vein is almost at a sky-high price.
Let me put it this way.
The profit from fully mining an ordinary small Spirit Stone vein is at least equivalent to forty Chixian Cities—not just in terms of the city’s size but also in the value of cultivators.
Small families without at least two Core Formation cultivators stationed would be nearly impossible to mine Spiritual Energy veins like Zhao Si."
Elder Wang’s heart slightly trembled, but his face remained unchanged: "I see."
Yet before he could continue speaking.
Wei Fan glanced at the goatee elder, saw him nod slightly, and immediately said:
"Elder Wang, can we entrust Huaxia to develop this Spirit Stone Mine on our behalf?"
Note 1: The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will uniformly change to the Department of External Relations, thanks to the suggestion from book friend withered-leaf-without-harm