The Clearwind Sect was indeed a major sect, and it did indeed keep its word.
The promise was made in the morning, and the people arrived that afternoon.
At the new site of Chu Xingchen's sect, Li Yingling watched in puzzlement as a sizable group felled trees and cleared the woods, preparing to open a road to transport materials.
Li Yingling could not help asking Chu Xingchen beside her, "Master, you're this rich? Were you pretending to be poor before?"
Chu Xingchen sighed, finding it cold and lonely at the top. "If intelligence could be converted into money, your master would probably be rich enough to rival a nation."
Li Yingling did not argue. She merely reached out and silently covered Chen Baiqing's ears in front of her.
Whenever her master said something like that, it meant the world had gained another sucker.
Her little junior sister was so well-behaved and obedient. Though a little slow at memorizing books, she was extremely diligent. She absolutely must not let their master lead her astray.
Standing nearby, Li Xingtian asked, "Master, what are we here to do, then?"
Chu Xingchen took the Blueprints for the True Martial Hall out of the System Space, handed them to Li Xingtian, and instructed him:
"Build everything according to these Blueprints. Start by building two cheap houses, but remember to buy some expensive materials first too. Also, have them bring in more people. Try to get more things built before they reconcile the material quantities."
Li Xingtian took the Blueprints and studied them carefully for a while. He immediately found the building's design wonderfully ingenious and full of character, but... damn, it was expensive.
Just what kind of materials were these?
"Remember to mix the expensive purchases in with the cheap ones. Just slip in a