On the northern outskirts of the Hongmeng Great Land lay a small village called Luoxia Village. Many years ago, it had suffered an attack by Sha Demon Cultivators. The village had been destroyed, and its people scattered from their homes. Although the chaos caused by the Sha Demons was later quelled, Luoxia Village had remained neglected, gradually becoming an abandoned village. During one of his inspections, Shen Hao happened upon this desolate place. Unable to bear the sight, he decided to personally lead the reconstruction of Luoxia Village, allowing its displaced people to return home and live in peace and contentment.
As soon as news of the reconstruction spread, people of every race across the Hongmeng Great Land answered the call. Disciples of the Stone Race volunteered to help build the houses; disciples of the Wood Race brought countless spiritwood logs for the roof beams; disciples of the Feather Race soared through the skies, transporting all manner of supplies. Shen Hao and Zi Xuan also came to Luoxia Village in person, working alongside the people.
Luoxia Village was now a scene of bustling activity. Dressed in a coarse linen work outfit with his sleeves rolled up, Shen Hao was building a house wall alongside several Stone Race disciples. His movements were practiced, every brick and tile set in neat order. Sweat rolled down his cheeks and soaked his clothes, yet a gentle smile never left his face.
Zi Xuan, dressed in light green cloth, was weaving grass mats together with several Wood Race disciples. Her slender fingers moved deftly, turning strands of fresh grass into soft mats in no time at all. Fine beads of sweat had appeared upon her brow, but she did not slacken in the slightest.
"Brother Hao, take a rest. Look how exhausted you are." Zi