Time flowed like water, and more than a year passed in the blink of an eye.
Lin He stepped out of his cave abode and smiled faintly at the utterly transformed scene outside.
Green Spirit Island had changed dramatically. It was no longer the desolate place it had been over a year ago.
Nangong Wan and Xin Ruoyin had been here before, but their stay had been short, they had lacked manpower, and Nangong Wan had little talent for mundane affairs. As a result, Green Spirit Island had remained far from fully developed.
Now, however, under Lin He's guidance, all of Green Spirit Island's basic facilities had been built.
Besides carving out cave abodes for everyone, they had also laid the foundations of a sect, which Lin He named the Heavenly One Pavilion. He had constructed buildings such as the Artifact Refining Hall, Myriad Treasures Pavilion, Spirit Beast House, Scripture Repository, Talisman Hall, Formation Hall, and Martial Practice Hall.
Lin He had killed so many Foundation Establishment cultivators, along with more than a dozen Core Formation Stage Cultivators, that his personal collection alone rivaled the holdings of a small or medium-sized sect.
He no longer thought much of these items, and Green Spirit Island had no shortage of spirit stones, so he brought them out to stock the treasury.
He was now the pavilion master of the Heavenly One Pavilion. Nangong Wan, the deputy pavilion master, rarely concerned herself with its affairs, so he had the final say in everything.
Seeing this, Nangong Wan and the others also contributed their own collections. Of course, even all their collections combined could not match Lin He's wealth. Still, this meant that the Heavenly One Pavilion's reserves far surpassed those of ordinary sects from the moment it was founded. It had no shortage