After the snow melts, the clan can resume hunting in Disordered Burial Mountain, and with the blood wine brewed in winter, there's no need to worry too much.

Night fell, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

In the ancestral hall, Ethan Chen performed his routine worship of the Sacred Tree but didn't leave immediately. Instead, he paced back and forth, contemplating the matters of the clan.

It would take another two days for the snow to completely melt, but the clan needed to start preparing in advance.

After taking over the territories of the Li Family and the Liu Family, the clan's fields had expanded significantly. They now had over ten acres of spiritual fields for planting blood rice, and with other fields included, they had several dozen acres in total.

However, these spiritual fields were not evenly distributed. Even though Disordered Burial Mountain wasn't large, running back and forth was still quite troublesome. Given the distance, more clan members had to be stationed to prevent incidents like beast invasions.

This stretched the already limited manpower of the clan even thinner, as some warriors were still needed for hunting in the mountains.

Last year, the clan planned to divert the natural Blood Spring to consolidate the fertile fields for easier management.

As the ground began to thaw a few days ago, the clan started implementing this plan.@@novelbin@@

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