Sand Yellow Mountain's ruins had already been rebuilt, and palace halls and lofty buildings once more stood upon its peaks.
The damaged Spirit Fields had all been replanted with fresh Spirit Rice.
The newly sprouted rice seedlings still looked somewhat frail, swaying ceaselessly in the wind, yet they already shimmered with a heartening green.
As late spring arrived on the mountain, the fragrance of peach and apricot blossoms permeated the entire peak.
At this moment, every array across Sand Yellow Mountain was operating at full power. Clearly, the events of a year ago had left Sky Sand Sect especially vigilant.
Inside the Council Hall, Ye Haiyan and several Ye Family clansmen had gathered. Their expressions were all rather grim.
What they had not expected was that, because the Ye Family and Sky Sand Sect had adopted a defensive policy and remained stationed at the two main spirit peaks, Sand Yellow Mountain and Profound Far Peak—
Many nearby first-order and second-order spirit mountains had suffered repeated raids.
Not only had they lost quite a few spirit objects and valuables, but many people had also begun to doubt whether the Ye Family's Temporary Market could proceed as planned.
After all, if they could not even deal with a heretical cultivator sect, then once the Temporary Market opened and cultivators came to cause trouble, people would likewise question whether the Ye Family and Sky Sand Sect possessed the strength to hold the fort.
No one was willing to trade in a market that might be looted at any moment.
After all, the Temporary Market could not possibly summon all the prefects of the Righteous Path Sect, so absolute safety naturally could not be guaranteed.
"Uncle Hai Yan, we have no dealings with the Sea of Sand, and we are already somewhat short on