And they were all powerful Mahayana and Supreme realm cultivators.
Letting more than a dozen beings of that level carry bricks and rebuild houses would be absurd.
Overkill of the highest order.
"It's no trouble," Atlas replied with a smile, cupping his hands.
"If there's anything needed in the future, just say the word. I'll do my best."
As he spoke, a sense of relief rose quietly in his heart.
This time… he had truly made the right choice.
Following Ethan. Standing with the Blood Tavern.
There was meat to eat.
In the future, with the Myriad Treasure Pavilion, the Blood Tavern, and even the imperial lineage of the Verdant Lantern Empire standing behind him, the Endless Mountains Holy Land would inevitably rise to a new height.
Not long after, Isolde flew in from outside Noble Sun City and landed beside her master.
"Master."
Atlas nodded and gestured lightly.
