Green mountains, setting sun, a few thatched huts, a flock of Immortal Cranes.
Wang Jixuan looked at the simple Daoist arena before him, unsure of what to say.
Nine Spirits Sword Venerable pointed to an empty space beside them and said:
"Build your own dwelling, and cultivate here. The elders seem to be in seclusion, Sword Dance asked you to wait before paying respects to the Ancestor Master's tablet."
"Oh, yes."
Wang Jixuan asked quietly:
"Teacher, would you like me to make you a comfortable abode?"
"No need to trouble yourself."
"No trouble at all," Wang Jixuan chuckled, "I have a bit of family resources, and there's never a shortage of hands to help."
With that, a stone plate wall flew out from his sleeve, hovering in the corner of the empty space and emitting a slight glow, opening the portal to the Second Base.
Nine Spirits Sword Venerable glanced at the portal for a moment.
