One word—poor!
Although she included all the specific losses in Wangxu's compensation list, it only restored the sect to its original state of utter poverty. Her budget was completely insufficient to fully rebuild the sect.
Looking up again, the disciples, busy as ants, were clearing away debris, building houses, and digging caves among the floating peaks. They were truly worried.
"Feng Rong, do you think... it's feasible to build the main hall without spirit wood?" She couldn't help but try to lower the budget. "I think ordinary wood would look quite nice too." The main problem is that spirit wood is too expensive and hard to find! Ordinary wood is everywhere!
"You think it's just building a thatched hut!" Feng Rong rolled her eyes and pointed towards the main hall, saying, "That's the main peak. The spirit wood in the hall is mainly for stabilizing the connection between the peaks, making it easier to set up teleportation arrays in the future. How could ordinary wood possibly work?"
“I understand the logic…” The problem is that I can’t afford it. Spirit trees are nurtured by spiritual energy. One or two pieces are not a big deal, but to build a palace, that’s an astronomical figure. You You sighed deeply and was very worried!
As if sensing her downcast mood, Feng Rong glanced at her, smiled, and tilted her head back, saying, "Don't worry! This problem will be solved soon."
"Huh?" You You was taken aback. Just as she was about to ask, a disciple rushed over.
"Your Majesty! A large group of people have come down from the mountain, saying they wish to pay their respects!"
"Huh? Who is it?" Is this another troublemaker?
"Why don't we go and see for ourselves!" Feng Rong's smile grew even brighter. She summoned her spirit sword and pulled her up, saying, "I'll take you there!" After saying that, she flew towards the foot of the mountain on her sword, seemingly... impatient?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
