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A spacious and bright cavern lay a hundred meters beneath the ground, illuminated by flickering torches. Yun Yi nodded in approval of the safety of this place. Given the technological level at the end of the Eastern Han period, it was nearly impossible for anyone to find this spot and lie in wait.
If one day someone were to come down here, they would surely have shifted their focus elsewhere. After repositioning the white bed, Yun Yi took out a box made of yellow wood and placed it beside him. He opened the box and began transferring some items from his backpack into it. These were all basic yet practical supplies, such as a crafting platform, a smelting furnace, wooden planks, and iron picks.
In case the passage above became blocked, they could rely on the materials in the box to quickly establish defensive fortifications by mining nearby gneiss blocks. Having completed this task, Yun Yi lay back down on the white bed. He reset his focus, but this time he didn’t stay long; as soon as he finished adjusting his settings, he got up again.
He then took the Water Elevator back to the surface. Upon emerging, he was taken aback by the sounds outside—what was that noise? It was so loud! Just as he stepped out of the Water Elevator, he heard a chorus of low sobs coming from the courtyard outside. Although each individual’s cry was not particularly loud, the collective sound of many people weeping carried far enough for him to hear clearly inside.
As he pushed open the door, Yun Yi saw that the front yard was packed with people—Zhao An, Zhao Yun, Gao Shun, Zhao Yu—each familiar face wore an expression of deep sorrow. Almost everyone from Zhao Jia Zhuang Village and the refugees they had taken in were gathered there. Tears glistened in their eyes.
Tears continuously streamed down the cheeks of at least sixty-four people, falling to the ground.
"What are you all doing?" Yun Yi asked with a hint of curiosity.
Zhao Yun suppressed the sorrow in his heart and sniffled lightly, "I don’t know why, perhaps it’s because we haven’t done enough as we should."
"Immortal Sir, he has returned to the Celestial Realm."
"Returned to the Celestial Realm? How come I didn’t know about this? Did I experience something during the late Eastern Han period that the Transcendence Alliance discovered? Are they planning to take me away? Why am I completely unaware of the return plan?"
"At this point, you’re still joking about such matters," Zhao Yun muttered discontentedly, then glanced at Yun Yi's expression and suddenly realized. "My lord, you really haven’t returned to the Celestial Realm?"
Yun Yi smiled and replied, "Is that what everyone is saying? That I went to the Celestial Realm?"
Zhao An hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "What my lord means is that just now, we witnessed you descending from a towering pillar. We feared for your safety and came to check on you, only to find that you were not here. So we speculated..."
Yun Yi interjected, "So you concluded that I had left the mortal realm?"
As soon as those words were spoken, around two thousand people present nodded in agreement. Their tears had been wiped away, but their faces were flushed with embarrassment or emotion.
Yun Yi chuckled lightly and waved his hand, saying loudly, "Actually, I was just testing my recent cultivation. I didn’t mean to startle any of you."
"Rest assured, when the time comes for us to return, I will inform you in advance. If I haven't said anything, it means we still have time."
As soon as the words left his lips, the crowd erupted with excitement, feeling a sense of relief wash over them. They understood that their great deity was still with them. This was undoubtedly fantastic news! Laughter filled the corners of their eyes once more. After all, as long as Yun Yi existed, they felt that their future was filled with infinite possibilities.
Bending down, Zhao Niang leaned in to ask, "My lord, your powers seem to be recovering. Does that mean you can fly now?"
"Fly?" He had not yet mastered that ability. It would only be when he could cast the 'Vortex Shift' spell and apply it to his trident that he would gain the capability of flight.
Yun Yi shook his head. "Not yet able to soar through the skies."
Zhao Niang appeared somewhat disappointed. She had hoped to experience the joy of flying firsthand.
Yun Yi gently shook his head and beckoned Zhao An to come forward. "I have a few things to discuss with you, Zhao An."
Zhao An respectfully listened. "What do you wish to convey, my lord?"
Yun Yi continued, "First, we have completed the construction of houses for the people. The first phase has built eleven buildings, each three stories high with ten units on each floor. According to our previous discussions, we will allocate four beds per person as a standard. If there are couples or families, we will try our best to arrange them in the same unit."
He paused for a moment before continuing. "For any friends who come to pledge their loyalty in the future, they may temporarily borrow Zhao Zhuang's current house as a transitional arrangement. Subsequent projects will unfold gradually based on circumstances, and we will continue to increase housing supply."
Zhao An nodded in agreement. "I will make sure to remember your instructions, my lord."
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