Li Jinchu thought that he couldn't let Ji Mofan think that he was a heartless and ungrateful person who was unwilling to care for others himself and had to send others to do it for him.
When asked by Li Jinchu, Ji Mofan suddenly recalled something, only to feel as if he had forgotten something.
But the memories seemed to be continuous; after he finished fighting with Qu Jin, Fang Xuan ran in to pick him up.
"What Qu Jin did was intolerable to Heaven, and he has already perished under the tribulation of lightning." He shook his head. "What about you?"
How are the others?
"All the injured have been given medical treatment, and the death toll is still being tallied," said Li Jinchu. "In addition, I have also organized people to check the areas damaged in this catastrophe and see if the environment is still suitable for residents to return."
"What about the forty-three villages on the border and the eight minor sects?" Ji Mo Fan asked, being a bit too talkative.
This great battle wasn't actually that big. Although it disrupted the peace of the three realms, it ultimately only lasted for three days.
The areas most severely damaged, besides Chaoming Palace and its surrounding towns at the heart of the battle, were the outer perimeter of Xiaoling Sect and the areas under the jurisdiction of the eight minor sects on the border.
The forty-three villages that were almost completely slaughtered are their most pressing problem to solve right now.
“There are survivors from all eight sects.” Li Jinchu answered smoothly, clearly having already considered a plan. “The Xiaoling Church will allocate a portion of the funds to help them rebuild their sects.”
"The surviving population of the forty-three towns is very small. They are the lucky ones who did not stay at home when the demonic cultivators invaded. Some were also lucky enough to meet the cultivators who were traveling. They were taken away by the cultivators before the incident and went to Pingnan Pass."
"I plan to arrange for them to stay in Qianshui Village, which is closest to Pingnan Pass, after I have collected the household registration information."
"I will not let these surviving people return to their old homes anytime soon, so as not to cause them to be reminded of their hometowns."
"As for the reconstruction of the affected villages and towns, we will arrange for the relocation of villagers from other areas after we have reached an agreement with the Demon Realm."
"This time, it was due to mismanagement within the Demon Realm that allowed someone to exploit a loophole, leading to such a huge disaster." Xiao Wangyan appeared beside them at some point.
He didn't have many injuries to begin with, and after lying down for a while to regain his strength, he should be fine.
"Demon soldiers can come to the cultivation world to assist in the reconstruction work."
"Let's leave it at that, Demon Lord." Ji Mo Fan waved his hand at him. "You should take care of your border city and make sure that no demonic cultivators appear on the land of the cultivation world in the short term."
It's fine for righteous cultivators, but for ordinary people, letting those who once slaughtered their lives come into contact with the place where they live will only make them feel uncomfortable.
Moreover, most creatures in the cultivation world are not fond of demonic energy. If they were to assist in the reconstruction, it would likely cause great harm to the nearby vegetation and small animals.
Xiao Wangyan pouted.
Fang Xuan watched from the sidelines, feeling that this person was somewhat similar to the expression that his little dog would make when he accidentally wronged Xiao Huang.
I felt like laughing, but I just couldn't manage to curl my lips into a smile.
Of the people present, let's leave aside Ge Gen for now, but Xiao Wangyan and Li Jinchu were able to have some conversations with Ji Mofan.
He was the only one standing there, unable to say a word.
Fang Xian, unusually, began to ponder whether he should stop living such a life of idleness and complacency.
Or perhaps he could take on some sect affairs in Changfeng Valley as well?
The group of people were discussing post-disaster reconstruction, and they gradually moved together to the area where everyone else was gathered.
The cultivation world, the demon world, and the monster world have rarely been able to merge together, and various medicines are also exchanged between them.
Especially among the demon race, who have long lived in Penglai, isolated from the world, the resources they can obtain in such a small area are very limited, and they basically have to rely on a few of their own kind who do not reject humans to trade with them.
They contributed a great deal of effort this time, but were the first to run out of resources. However, this time, neither the righteous nor the demonic paths had any objections simply because they were demons, and they generously shared their precious medicinal resources with them.
After the leaders of the five major sects gathered together and discussed how to handle their own sect's affairs, they would allocate a portion of their manpower to assist in the reconstruction of the Chaoming Palace.
Everything is moving in a positive direction.
The original location of Chaoming Hall was half-collapsed, and many buildings inside the gate needed to be rebuilt elsewhere.
The architectural planning issue was handed over to another elder who was skilled in this matter, no longer being handled by him as he had done in the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
He went off to study the sect's protective formation.
The protective formation that he had originally designed, based on calculations and taking place against the mountains and by the water, had undergone a great calamity and the surrounding terrain had changed drastically, so the previous formation methods could no longer be used.
He had to abandon the ideas of his predecessors and devise a new protective formation for the sect.
However, just as he was leaning against the plaque that had once again fallen from the archway of Chaoming Hall, and was having a painful brainstorming session amidst the scattered draft papers used for calculations, Wei Qianmu arrived with his two true disciples.
"Elder Wei?" Ji Mofan looked up, thinking that he had some new ideas about the sect's protective formation.
“Chief, these are my master’s two disciples.” Wei Qianmu, however, was completely different from what Ji Mofan had in mind. He immediately pushed out his two disciples.
"Ren Diefei, Xiong Shuoxing".
The two were suddenly pulled over by their master, and were clearly bewildered. After being introduced by name, they greeted Ji Mofan without understanding why.
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