This is Wei Yuan's well-thought-out strategy.
Before there is a technological breakthrough or without a prodigy like Chu He, the yield of This World's farms is fixed, and the population of each clan will hover on the edge of famine. As soon as a natural disaster strikes, there will immediately be many starved corpses.
Only Wei Yuan firmly remembers the sight of refugees he saw as a child. He has always been committed to agriculture, investing a large amount of resources and luck into it, and has ensured that Qingming's grain output remains vastly redundant.
Wei Yuan flew all the way to Moon Sea and saw Bao Yun already waiting in the air ahead.
"Is everything ready?" Wei Yuan asked.
Bao Yun said, "The Dao Foundation Ceremony has ready-made rules, no need for much change here with the Liao Clan. Besides, there aren't many people, only over 30,000 cultivators are participating this time. Anyway, I feel no pressure. An Illusion Realm can show them what they each want to see."
