Ling Tian had not expected that the demons would bring him the power of faith. This gave him more thoughts and he thought that perhaps he could do something here.

On this day, Ling Tian led the Damolo Village to an unprecedented harvest, which made them more convinced that Ling Tian was the Holy Demon Messenger sent by the Demon Emperor to rescue them.

A month later, Ling Tian broke through to the early stage of Demon General. His breakthrough once again raised his prestige to a new level, because once a Demon General appeared in the village, the village’s taxes would be reduced by 20%, and their lives would get better and better.

"Village Chief Xilu, I want to lead everyone to reclaim wasteland and plant spiritual herbs, and also the forest within our village boundaries. What do you think?"

"Although you, the Holy Envoy, have now reached the level of Demon General and are exempt from 20% of taxes, if we all plant spiritual herbs, the Upper Demon Clan will become jealous and we won't be able to defend it."

"Don't worry, Village Chief. The Magic Butterfly told me it's just a blood spirit rice growing somewhere. As long as we get it and plant it, our village will become stronger. Then we won't have to fear the demons anymore."

"Blood Spirit Rice?"

Ling Tian's words shocked Xilu again. This was a holy product for cultivation in the demon world. One grain of blood spirit rice was equivalent to the effect of a hundred magic crystal stones.

"Okay, once the Holy Envoy obtains the sacred rice, we will reclaim the wasteland."

This was naturally a white lie from Ling Tian. He had obtained the Blood Spirit Rice when he bought a shop in Beidan City a while ago. Over the years, it had grown to tens of thousands of acres in the space and had never been harvested. This was an extremely huge fortune, but the quantity was too large and he had never dared to use it. If it attracted the attention of the Blood Realm Holy Blood Sect, he would be in trouble. However, here he could use it in disguise to enhance the strength of these demons to achieve his own goals.

Three days later, Ling Tian came back with a blood-red spiritual plant and planted it in a secret farmland in Damolo Village. He left two of the dozens of mature spiritual rice grains for planting, and the rest were all used to cultivate Ling Tian. He also smiled and said, "I have countless of them. Give them to me?"

He also knew what they meant, which was to improve their own realm in order to gain greater survival ability.

Ling Tian pretended to accept it, and a few days passed. Ling Tian successfully broke through to the middle stage of Demon General, and still had most of the spiritual rice left.

"Village Chief Xilu, give these spiritual rice to Milina. I believe our village will soon have another demon general."

"No, these belong to the Holy Envoy. They might help you advance to the upper level of Demon General."

Ling Tian pushed it back and said, "Village Chief, having one more demon general is better than me raising a small realm."

In the end, Xi Lu did not insist, because he knew that Ling Tian was right.

The next day, under Ling Tian's leadership, the entire Damolo Village was mobilized, and pieces of wasteland were transformed into fertile farmland. However, there were so many wastelands that only a few dozen acres were reclaimed in a day. No one knew where Ling Tian got so many Magic Sun Fruit seeds, and he planted dozens of acres of them with them.

As time went by, Damolo Village began to undergo a radical transformation. After a month, all the land in their village had been reclaimed and seeds of demonic plants had been sown. On that day, the demon woman named Milina successfully broke through to the early stage of Demon General. There were two Demon Generals in one village, which was a grand occasion that had never happened in their village for generations. They were full of hope and confidence in the future.

They are getting better and better and have a blind worship of Ling Tian, ​​and the power of their faith is becoming stronger and stronger.

Three years passed, and thanks to Ling Tian's efforts, he finally succeeded in building a trade bridge connecting to the Demon Realm, and his power in the Demon Clan also slowly increased. As a Demon General, he has become the strongest force in the three surrounding villages. He also relied on his own strength to successfully add the other two villages to them. At this time, there was already a sign of development into a tribe.

Prestige is greater, the power of faith has increased, and everything is moving in a good direction.

That day, Mi Lingna appeared in Ling Tian's room. Her shy demeanor was in stark contrast to the demon's unkempt and straightforward appearance.

"Lord Luo Ling, I...I want to be your concubine and stay by your side."

Mi Lingna finally spoke her heart out, her eyes full of anticipation but also a hint of worry, fearing that she would touch the Holy Power.

"Mi Lingna, concentrate on your cultivation. You will find a more suitable one in the future."

Mi Lingna left, feeling disappointed, but she quickly recovered. She felt that it was simply because she was not strong enough to be worthy of Ling Tian, ​​and she needed to work harder to catch up.

Another year has passed, and Luo Ling has now broken through to the initial level of Demon Marshal. If he had not been afraid of being too shocked here, he would have directly been promoted to the level of Demon King.

Now he is qualified to lead a region. After passing the assessment of the upper demon clan, he finally obtained the right to lead Damolo Village and the four surrounding villages. He can govern himself and does not need to pay 100 million magic crystals every year. In addition, his private soldiers cannot exceed ten people.

"The five villages combined only have two or three hundred demons. That's too few in number, and their power of faith is limited. They don't consume much of the supplies brought in from the human world, so the benefits aren't great. However, the spiritual plants planted throughout the thousand-mile radius, through unified planning, are yielding lucrative returns."

In addition to paying tribute and distributing benefits to the villagers, Ling Tian, ​​through the operation of his own chamber of commerce, has multiplied the profits of these spiritual medicines and plants that were taken out several times, which is quite amazing. The annual output value can reach more than 1 billion low-grade spirit stones. However, he did not keep this huge profit for himself, but cooperated with the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce. As the oldest and largest chamber of commerce, its strength and channels are beyond his reach.

Of course, they also wanted to gain access to the Lingtian Chamber of Commerce under the banner of cooperation, but they failed to do so.

At this moment, in the top floor of the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce, an old man frowned after listening to the reports of the two people beside him.

"They're actually connected to the Demon Marshal who commands a region. No wonder they can obtain so many spiritual medicines. Send someone in to see if they can make contact with that Demon Marshal. If we can establish this connection, our Wanjie Chamber of Commerce might be able to make further progress."

"President, where is the Lingtian Chamber of Commerce?"

"Don't act rashly for now. We still need to maintain a cooperative relationship with them."

In the Demon Realm, in Damolo Village, Village Chief Xilu was sculpting a statue for Ling Tian. Ling Tian had no objection, but he also had a bitter smile when he looked at this demon.

Not only that, the same is true for several other villages. Ling Tian has undoubtedly become the god in their hearts and brought them hope.

"Lord Holy Envoy, the battle day of the upper demon tribe will be in a few days. You have just become the leader of our five villages, so you need to accept a challenge."

"Okay, I'll be there on time. Don't worry, I'll come back victorious."