“Regarding the resources left behind by the 54 sects, it’s best to discuss them in detail after Chu Huaian regains consciousness. What are your opinions, everyone?”
“This old man has no objections.”
“This Lord also has no objections.”
Jing Yuan and the others continued to discuss post-war matters until the heavy rain stopped and light appeared in the sky, only then did everyone stand up.
“The war has ended. This Lord will first take my disciples back to Ziwei Sect. Additionally, this Lord will arrange for a thousand disciples to be stationed nearby to prevent surprise attacks from Limitless Sect and Lian Shi Sect.”
After Jing Yuan finished speaking, he led his people away first.
Lin Ting and Yun Xiang did not leave; instead, they chose to stay and help Hua Xia Sect rebuild its sect.
The people from Hehuan Sect also left, taking the heavily injured Bai Yue with them.
Originally, Meng Ke’er was going to return to her sect with Min Hong, but Min Hong made her stay, citing the reason as wanting to establish friendship between the two sects.
Star Sect suffered too many casualties in this war, so they did not stay for too long.
Feng Qingyang hurriedly led his disciples back to his sect, but he still left Zhou Qianqian behind.
After this war, the three sects saw the terrifying potential of Hua Xia Sect, so they all wanted to send some of their disciples here to study. However, since Hua Xia Sect was in ruins, they found it difficult to bring it up.
But Lin Ting and the others were disciples with close ties to Hua Xia Sect, so it was perfectly legitimate for them to stay.
After everyone left, all the players began to clear the battlefield.
First were the corpses outside, which was the most troublesome issue for everyone.
Some suggested burning them with fire, others suggested digging a deep pit to bury them, and some even planned to let a few demonic beasts eat the corpses.
The Flower-Patterned Lightning Leopard protested vehemently against this, constantly making noise.
“Pile the corpses together and burn them,” Zhao Shijie said, not wanting to dwell on this issue, and made a decision immediately.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, the players worked until late into the night, finally clearing all the corpses within a hundred-mile radius.
Then they rushed to other places and used supreme divine abilities to move several large mountains.
For aesthetic purposes, everyone even discussed the sect design plans for an entire night, but ultimately no good solution was found.
Regarding this, Luo Zhongtian and the four elders collectively went offline, taking this task back to Blue Star to have professional designers create drawings overnight.
Everyone had no place to sleep that night, so they could only lie in the ruins, chatting and joking with each other.
Days passed like this, and Hua Xia Sect underwent great changes every day, expanding from its initial few miles to a hundred miles, with mountains, rivers, flowers, and trees all complete.
One building after another was completed by the players working day and night.
Looking at Hua Xia Sect, which had returned to its original state, everyone felt both happy and proud.
During this period, the news of Hua Xia Sect, in conjunction with Ziwei Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Star Sect, destroying 54 sects, spread among the major sects.
The news spread at an extremely fast rate, and even some rural commoners learned of Hua Xia Sect's glorious deeds.
For a time, kings, nobles, and various rogue cultivators from different countries inquired about Hua Xia Sect's address, wanting to join its ranks.
However, upon hearing that Hua Xia Sect was undergoing reconstruction, these people could only gather near Hua Xia Sect, quietly waiting.
On this day, Chu Huaian, who had been in a coma for a month, finally woke up.
When he appeared in the sect square, everyone immediately rushed over.
“Xian Ge, you woke up just in time. Look, isn’t it beautiful?” Fang Yuan grinned and leaned towards Chu Huaian, pointing his finger around.
Chu Huaian scanned his surroundings, his eyelids twitching slightly.
Inside the sect, there were numerous rockeries, rippling lakes, and rows of landscaped trees spread throughout the entire sect.
Mountain paths crisscrossed in all directions, with streetlights and stone chairs along the green lawns.
Every twenty miles, there was a tall mountain waterfall, with a lake below, flowing throughout the entire sect.
Chu Huaian opened his virtual interface and found that the sect’s experience value had increased significantly, only one-third of the experience needed for the next upgrade.
Currently, the only drawbacks of the sect were its vastness with sparse population and the concentration of spiritual energy.
The original spiritual pulse had been almost depleted, and he needed to find time to talk to Jing Yuan about the post-war resource allocation.
“You all did well,” Chu Huaian said with a faint smile.
“Of course.” Fang Yuan proudly lifted his head, then showed a lewd expression, rubbing his hands as he said, “Uh, Xian Ge, Sun Yiyi asked me to ask you, when will the rewards for this war be distributed?”
“Fang Yuan, are you trying to die?! You actually used me as an excuse!” Sun Yiyi roared angrily.
Chu Huaian pondered for a moment, then said, “These two days. Tomorrow, I’ll go talk to Senior Jing Yuan.”
“Hehe, that’s good, that’s good.”
Fang Yuan’s face broke into a brilliant smile, and he no longer hovered around Chu Huaian, dragging Meng Ke’er to the night market to play.
“Xian Ge, a large number of people who want to become disciples have gathered at the foot of the mountain. Should we send them away?” Luo Xi asked.
“No need. Release the news that Hua Xia Sect will begin recruiting its first batch of disciples in three days, for a period of ten days.”
This was a plan Chu Huaian had formulated a long time ago, and this incident just happened to boost Hua Xia Sect’s reputation, saving a lot of procedures.
“I’ll send someone to inform them right away.”
“Go.”
After sending Luo Xi away, Chu Huaian chatted with the other players for a few more sentences before turning his gaze to Lin Ting and Yun Xiang.
“Would you two do me the honor of accompanying me on a tour of the sect?”
Upon hearing this, Lin Ting rolled his eyes and completely ignored Chu Huaian, walking towards the night market with his wine pot.
Yun Xiang, however, had a happy smile on her face. She grabbed Chu Huaian’s arm and walked forward, “Senior Brother Chu, when are you going to marry me?”
The sudden question almost threw Chu Huaian off balance. He said helplessly, “You’re a young lady, can’t you be a little more reserved?”
Yun Xiang pouted and mumbled, “If I’m any more reserved, Senior Brother Chu, you’ll be snatched away!”
“What do you mean by that?” Chu Huaian asked, puzzled.
“Hmph, the female disciples in your sect are so beautiful, especially Luo Xi. Not only is she beautiful, but her personality is gentle, and most importantly, her cultivation talent is so good.”
As she spoke, Yun Xiang became unhappy, shaking Chu Huaian’s hand and clamoring, “Senior Brother Chu, when are you going to marry me? My master has already prepared my dowry.”
“Stop messing around. At most, we have a senior brother-junior sister relationship. Don’t bring this up again.” Chu Huaian pulled her hand away and quickened his pace forward.
Yun Xiang stared blankly at his back, then suddenly shouted loudly, “Chu Huaian, you’re a coward!”
After cursing him, she felt much better. She snorted twice, then rushed towards Chu Huaian.
...
As night deepened, the entire sect, except for the core area, was silent.
At this moment, the night market near the square was bustling with people. Players had returned to their hawking lives, and various shouts of sales were endless.
Next to a barbecue stall, Fang Yuan and a few others sat together, drinking heavily.
“Eight sixes, open!”
Huo Sichun had one foot on the chair, looking at Fang Yuan with a sneer.
“Why are you looking at me? It’s not my turn yet. Next, Lin Ting, it’s your turn.”
“Eighteen sixes, fly!” Lin Ting showed an arrogant expression.
Fang Yuan was stunned. “Five people playing, and you call eighteen sixes? I think you’re here to scam drinks, aren’t you?”
“Then if you’ve got the guts, open me!”
“Oh, quite arrogant!”
“Add one!”
At these words, Sun Yiyi, Huo Sichun, and Qin Hao all jumped up simultaneously, shouting loudly, “Chop! Chop you to death, you loser!”
“No way, Lin Ting, you guys aren’t chopping, but you’re chopping me? Are you guys poisoned?”
Fang Yuan twitched his lips and opened everyone’s covers.
Huo Sichun didn’t have a single six.
“Hey, no, you called eight sixes, and you don’t have any?”
“Are you a scammer?!”
Lin Ting only had two sixes, Qin Hao had one, and Sun Yiyi had five.
At this, Fang Yuan completely broke down, craning his neck to look at Sun Yiyi: “You’re opening me with a leopard dice?!”,
“Can’t I?” Sun Yiyi showed a look of disdain.
“Alright, alright, so this is how we’re playing, huh? No one’s leaving tonight!” Fang Yuan roared, grabbing a jar of wine from the ground and placing it on the table.
“Let’s play rock-paper-scissors, the loser drinks a jar!”
“You drink the wine you owe first!”
“I’ll drink it, I’ll drink it!”
...
Directly opposite the barbecue stall was a cold drink shop.
Luo Xi and a group of girls sat at a table, listening to Zhou Qianqian recount interesting stories from the cultivation world.
“Sister Luo Xi, I’m sleepy.” Xia Ling rubbed her blurry eyes and immediately threw herself into Luo Xi’s arms.
“Then let older sister take you back to sleep.”
Luo Xi picked up Xia Ling, greeted the others, and walked towards the villa area.
As night entered its later stage, fewer and fewer disciples were in the square, with only Fang Yuan and a few others still shouting.
Before long, all of them were sprawled on the table, sound asleep.
Zhao Shijie emerged from the darkness, nodded to Meng Ke’er, then carried Huo Sichun on his back and strode away.
After him, Meng Ke’er also carried Fang Yuan on her back, strolling through the sect against the evening breeze.
The remaining Lin Ting, Sun Yiyi, and Qin Hao were each picked up by the barbecue stall owner with one hand and thrown onto the grass.
When everyone had disappeared, an ethereal singing voice arose, faint and distant.
