After returning to Shushan, Chu Liang came to Red Cotton Peak and stared blankly at the bustling spread of buildings before him.
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Bei asked.
He had heard that Chu Liang had come to Red Cotton Peak, so he came over to greet him. Instead, he found Chu Liang gazing blankly at the mountain before him, as though planning out Red Cotton Peak's entire future.
"I went to Cloud Tower Temple today. It had just been attacked by two demon kings, and many of its great halls had been reduced to ruins," Chu Liang replied. "I'm a little worried. The world is growing more chaotic by the day. What if Red Cotton Peak ended up like that after a fight?"
"Impossible," Lin Bei said.
"Why are you so confident?" Chu Liang asked.
"How can Shushan's peaks compare to Cloud Tower Temple? Apart from Heavenly Peak, the other peaks only have surface-level formation markings. The mountains themselves were never reinforced. Their halls were strengthened with Earthmother Sand, while ours are all ordinary buildings. Once a fight breaks out, forget an eighth-realm great demon—even a few seventh-realm cultivators could collapse the entire mountain. Buildings would be even less likely to survive." Lin Bei spoke with the calm assurance of an old hand. "So we could never end up like them. We're far worse off than they are."
"..." Chu Liang was left speechless by his analysis for a while before asking, "How do you know so much?"
"I have two friends in the Civil Engineering Hall," Lin Bei answered casually. "So I know a few things."
"Then why has everything at Cloud Tower Temple been reinforced, while ours hasn't?" Chu Liang asked in puzzlement.
During Shushan's previous great battle, the Nether King Sect had inflicted considerable damage.