Dushan had begun to change.
From the move that began on Hou Niao's second day in office to his return from a round of visits, a full year had passed, and Dushan had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Nearly half of Quanzhen's Sword Cultivators had taken part in building the Mountain Gate, giving them a deeper sense of belonging to Dushan. This was something Quanzhen's senior ranks had not anticipated.
Several small glaciers lay near Dushan. Over thousands of years, they had formed immensely thick layers of ancient ice, an excellent building material, crystal clear and incomparably hard, comparable to jade.
Some cultivators worked specifically on cutting the glaciers, dividing the ice into blocks of all sizes and even accepting custom orders with specified dimensions. Under their swords, blocks several zhang long and wide were cut into shape with ease.
Other cultivators handled transport, hauling the ice on boats and rafts day and night.
The building team led by True Person Wu began planning on-site across Dushan's several peaks. At the very least, the overall layout had to have distinct tiers and a pleasing arrangement, neither crowded together nor left empty and desolate.
He had accumulated architectural designs over several hundred years, thinking they would remain on paper for the rest of his life. Who could have expected a chance to build them in reality? How could he not give it his all?
Main hall complexes, subsidiary hall complexes, functional buildings, residential buildings-in just one year, some of the principal structures had already begun to take shape. It was clear that True Person Wu's ambitions were immense. Building Jinxiu's foremost Mountain Gate was not mere talk; he genuinely intended to accomplish it.
The special building material also gave him the confidence to do so. Take the Ice and Snow Sword Pavilion, the