Weichuan.
It had indeed been quite some time since Li Ye last came here.
Yet this time, the place was exceptionally lively. Cultivators streamed back and forth, while the number of Beavers in the water had surged as well. Some even wore Daoist robes, armor, or fitted martial attire...
In short, Beavers of every strange and bizarre variety were gathered here.
But they had only one task—building dams.
It was now late summer, when the waters from the great rivers and water systems across the entire Eastern Domain would pour into Weichuan, causing its currents to swell dramatically.
For the Beavers living here, who generally wanted for neither food nor clothing and could even occasionally visit the nearest cultivator cave abodes to scrounge up some unusual snacks, this was their greatest challenge.
How vast was the Eastern Domain?
Different things happened every moment. Different spirit materials were born. "Overlords" emerged in the waters... Such events made Weichuan's annual flooding impossible to predict.
Even Nascent Soul True Persons would not dare stand against the return of ten thousand waters to their river.
Thus, every year brought a new challenge for the Beavers.
Whenever this time came, not only would the Beavers still living in Weichuan get to work, but those living elsewhere would also return. Some would even be brought home by their masters to help regulate Weichuan's water veins.
This was their true mother river.
When the five Beavers following behind Li Ye saw this place, the air thick with Weichuan's unique mixed spiritual energy—carrying both endless vitality and complex currents—their bodies swayed, and they nearly toppled over.
They were intoxicated.
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
The Beavers joyfully clung to Li Ye's robes. Had the quality of his Golden Core-level Daoist robe been any worse, the excited Beavers might have torn