Rebuilding from Ruin

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

Xiao Han stepped into the thatched cottage and smiled at Lin Qingtán, who was standing inside.

"Brother Xiao Han, you're amazing!" Lin Qingtán gave Xiao Han a thumbs-up.

"Naturally." Xiao Han smiled smugly.

"Master!"

Beside them, Lin Dong paused before saying, "Now that our Misty Immortal Sect has been established, with you watching over it, even those powerful sects would not dare provoke us lightly. But if you travel the world and the sect loses your protection, only the Grand Elder will remain to guard it. The Grand Elder is merely a Nirvana-stage expert. With his abilities, I fear he will be unable to ensure our sect's safety."

"Mm, you have a point."

Xiao Han nodded slightly, touched his storage ring, and called out, "Emperor Flame, Linglong, come out."

As soon as Xiao Han spoke, a seven-colored radiance drifted out of his body. The light condensed into a graceful figure with cascading seven-colored hair. She was none other than Tuoshe Ancient Emperor—Emperor Flame—from the Dou Po Plane!

At the same time the seven-colored radiance appeared, a wisp of green mist floated out from Xiao Han's storage ring and condensed into a woman dressed in primitive, savage attire. Green baleful energy surrounded her body. She was the Linglong Witch from the Zhu Xian Plane.

"Emperor Flame, Linglong, before the Misty Immortal Sect has fully grown, I would like the two of you to serve as its guardian deities. Are you willing?" Xiao Han was not giving an order, but asking for their opinions in a consultative tone.

"I have no objections. But you must promise me that you will continue taking me to travel through the Myriad Worlds in the future!" Emperor Flame said without hesitation.

"Alright." Xiao Han nodded. Emperor Flame possessed the strength