Top-Tier Blessed Land!

Chen Fusheng woke in a daze, feeling so awful all over that he did not want to stand.

Three days had already passed. Chen Fusheng lay inside a Dao Lake, repeatedly irrigating his body with Great Dao Spirit Water. Yet given the depth of his foundation, it could only slow the worsening of his injuries.

Heavenly Mandate Laborer and the others had also suffered severe losses. Without obtaining especially rare healing resources, they could only lie inside the Space Pearl and endure the pain.

Fortunately, this battle had been a bumper harvest. If the two Pure Yang Great Medicines were thrown into the top-tier trading circles, even Venerable-level experts would have to enter the competition.

Splashing sounds...

Chen Fusheng walked out of the Dao Lake and saw Yuan Daqiang drooping his old face as he hurried around everywhere.

This was Yuan Daqiang's soul. If traced back to the root, he was the builder of the facilities inside the Space Pearl.

"Saint Yuan Long, you're living quite well. You're even drinking fine wine now. Go—cut down this Fruit Forest for Qiang-ge!"

"You're already at the Sixth Realm, so stop planting low-grade spirit medicines. Just look at how abundant the energy and matter in the Space Pearl are. Production has exceeded demand. You need to plant high-end goods so that precious Medicinal Substance can overflow and heal injuries."

"Little Tortoise, the river's course isn't working. Chisel through these mountains for me and let the river run straight through them. That's the only way to make the Medicine Soil on the mountains more fertile."

"And put these disorderly schools of spirit fish in order. Males and females need to be arranged neatly so they can reproduce more effectively..."

Da Qiang inspected everything back and forth, dissatisfied with it all. He shouted about rebuilding