The True Disciples Came to Seek Refuge
At this time, many of the medicine fields on the peak had been destroyed, large areas of the ancient forest had been flattened, and the spiritual springs and ponds had dried up.
The demonic beasts and ferocious beasts on the peak had either died or fled.
Even many of the servants on Chaotian Mountain were affected by the pressure and suffered heavy casualties!
Chaotian Peak, which had been full of spiritual energy and vitality, had become lifeless and desolate.
"That despicable Jiang Shan, if it weren't for him, my Chaotian Peak wouldn't have become like this!"
Luo Zheng was extremely wealthy at this time, so he didn't care about the wealth of Chaotian Peak. However, looking at the once picturesque peak turned into a dead silence, he was extremely angry.
He was observing the situation on Chaotian Peak when a dozen people flew out from various parts of the peak and rushed over.
"Young Martial Uncle, you're back!"
Among them were Mei Yuniang, Sun Xiuying, and the other two girls. Each of them was dripping with sweat and looked exhausted.
"Peak Master, our Chaotian Peak suffered heavy losses this time. More than a hundred people died. If it weren't for these people's timely help, I'm afraid more would have died."
One of the head servants hurried over and reported to him.
It turned out that after Luo Zheng left, the other surrounding disciples also left one after another. However, Mei Yuniang and the others, as well as a few Successor Disciples, did not leave.
They stayed on Chaotian Peak to help some injured servants, save some medicine fields that could still be saved, and support some spiritual trees that had not been completely uprooted, which reduced the losses on Chaotian Peak.
"Thank you very much!"
Luo Zheng was moved. He looked at Mei Yuniang, Sun Xiuying, Gong Qingxia, Gu Lanyu, and Qu Ruyan, and cupped his hands and said.
After which, his gaze shifted and landed on the other people. With a faint smile, he said, "Luo Zheng, many thanks for your assistance. After this matter is over, there will definitely be great rewards. May I know how to address you?"
"My name is Zhou Changguang, and these are my good friends in the sect. We admire Martial Uncle Luo's character and strength, so we volunteered to stay and help. Martial Uncle, you don't have to be angry with us."
At this moment, a tall and sturdy young man walked out and bowed as he spoke.
It turned out that there were a total of eight people left, and they were all true disciples of the sect.
"I didn't expect that although I've caused a lot of trouble this time, there would also be some unexpected benefits."
Luo Zheng nodded slightly. He glanced at the eight successor disciples and understood what they meant. "Well, thank you for your hard work. Let's have a rest in my Black Jade Cold Palace!"
There were two types of true disciples in the Crafting School.
Some of them were extremely talented, while others were of noble birth and had the support of large clans. Some of them were even princes and crown princes of empires.
These people were sitting on countless resources. They didn't need to spend any effort to obtain all kinds of spirit medicines and spirit pills. Their cultivation base had improved by leaps and bounds, and their futures were bright.
Some of them were from small clans or even poor families with limited resources. They had to fight for every bit of resources they could get, and their cultivation base was much slower.
Such true disciples naturally had no power or influence in the sect. They would even be bullied. They would often choose to rely on some rich and powerful true disciples or elders.
Luo Zheng glanced at them and immediately knew that they wanted to rely on him.
Although these true disciples all had their own mountains and pavilions, there were only a few hundred thousand feet tall mountains in the Crafting School.
The rest of the peaks were about a thousand feet tall, and their wealth was naturally limited.
Zhou Changguang and the others were overjoyed when they heard that Luo Zheng wanted them to rest in the tower.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, those who could become true disciples of the Crafting School were no fools. Naturally, they understood that Luo Zheng had agreed to accept them.
"Many thanks, uncle. But now the peak is in ruins. Many injured servants need to be treated, and some of the extremely precious trees need to be planted in places with abundant spirit energy. There are many things that we need to do, so we won't rest for the time being."
Zhou Changguang and the others shook their heads and said.
At this time, more than half of the servants on Sky Facing Peak were injured, but there were many things waiting to be done.
"Bring the injured servants to the front of the Black Jade Cold Palace. I will treat them."
Luo Zheng thought for a moment and said.
Zhou Changguang and the others were puzzled, but they didn't ask. They immediately dispersed and brought the injured servants to Sky Facing Peak.
Sky Facing Peak occupied a large area, and there were more than a thousand servants. These servants were all warriors in the Solid Organs Realm, but because of their limited talent and resources, they couldn't enter the ninth level of the Sky Origin Realm, so they were sent to the Crafting School as servants.
This time, there were three to four hundred servants who were injured. Most of them had their arms and legs broken, but they weren't seriously injured. Some of them even had their heads squashed by the pressure. Some of them had their bodies torn apart, exposing their internal organs and intestines.
Just treating these injured servants would consume an unimaginable amount of medicinal pills.
Looking at the servants who were implicated for no reason, Luo Zheng's face was cold.
The loss of Sky Facing Peak this time was too great!
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