After resolving the riot in the Market Ruins, Li Yang addressed the sword cultivators:
"We haven't rested in a long time. Take a break here. Shen Yaoyin is a decent whore, all things considered, so don't be stingy. Give her business some support."
Shen Yaoyin felt rather awkward hearing that.
She wondered how much longer he would keep calling her a whore.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, quite a few female cultivators from our Ning Lineage and the Moonlit Holy Land are well versed in the Formation Dao. Let us help you repair the Market Ruins." Ning Xiwู, Mu Yao, and the other women came up to Shen Yaoyin.
"Really? Thank you so much!"
Shen Yaoyin had been recruiting formation masters all these days.
But because she had openly helped Li Yang at the Xuanyuan Sword Sect Inheritance Grounds, many orthodox lineages bore her a grudge. Very few formation masters dared apply.
Their offer was undoubtedly charcoal delivered in the snow.
"I'll pay you the market rate."
"Talking about payment makes us sound like strangers. You risked everything to help our son-in-law. That makes you one of us."
Soon afterward, Shen Yaoyin's Market Ruins were visibly rebuilt.
Not only that, more than three thousand sword cultivators settled there. Order could hardly have been better—even the Demon Beasts from the Demon Savage Continent became impeccably polite.
With Li Yang presiding over the place, the population of the Market Ruins grew rather than shrank.
Some said Li Yang was vicious;
Some said Li Yang was bloodthirsty;
Some said Li Yang was powerful;
But no one ever said Li Yang was evil.
During their usual discussions, people might grumble a little, and that was that.
But when they actually came across a place guarded by Li Yang, who wouldn't want to go inside and relax,