"After the pseudo-Creation War, the rifts in the Ninth Heaven kept appearing from time to time. Relying solely on the Heavenly City repair corps definitely wasn't enough. Today's incident was probably not an isolated case; there might be more such incidents happening all over the Ninth Heaven. After all, there were too many regions we couldn't keep an eye on." Xia Ruize reminded me.
"Then why don't you repair the few rifts in your Jie Sect's territory first?" I said indifferently. Xia Ruize chuckled and replied, "We're already handling the repairs on our side. It's just that we don't have much experience, so it may take longer. Besides, it wouldn't be appropriate for the immortals of Heavenly City to make the repairs. We need to communicate with the local sects, appeal to their emotions and reason, and provide substitute resources. Otherwise, handling it too rigidly might stir up unforeseen complications."
I gave a cold snort. "We can discuss this again at the Sky-Hanging Hall. If you still can't handle it this time, I'll do it myself."
Xia Ruize smiled bitterly. "All right, all right. Whatever the City Lord says goes. Our Jie Sect will certainly speed up the process."
"Not just the Jie Sect. Northern Territory, Shengtu Family—do all of you think Heavenly City has no idea what's going on?" I couldn't help feeling enraged at the leaders of these forces. Each of them controlled vast territories, which also gave them plenty of opportunities to pay lip service while acting otherwise. They agreed readily enough on the surface, but behind our backs, they either delayed the projects or deceived and placated us. As a result, the repairs of these rifts had never achieved much.
Leaving the rifts unrepaired had serious side effects. More and more cracks would keep appearing, turning