120: Postwar work

"This battle was truly tragic. Several mountain peaks were completely leveled. I suppose we'll have to find a way to restore the foundations, or else we won't even have any territory left."

Li Haotian took a sip from a bowl of wine in his hand, a look of disdain appearing on his face.

The alcohol in the Heaven Realm was extremely diluted, just like water mixed with a little bit of spirits. Yet, they boasted about it being fine wine and various types of white spirits; the taste was mediocre, not even as strong as beer.

Here, forget about not getting drunk after a thousand cups—even being able to drink ten thousand cups without getting drunk was possible.

Li Haotian had spent a fortune buying a jar of fine wine that was said to be worth a thousand gold pieces, but after tasting a mouthful, he felt nauseous. Drinking it felt just like gulping down water; it wasn't even as strong as pineapple beer.

Not far away, a group of Heavenly Profound Sect Disciples were working hard to repair the damaged Sect buildings.

As for the Elders and the Chief Disciples, they were working together to restore the mountain peaks, which had been shattered into piles of rubble.

If they wanted to restore them to their former state, it would require consuming immense magical power. To ensure the integrity of the 108 peaks of the Heavenly Profound Sect, the Sect Master had ordered everyone to pitch in for the repairs.

Li Haotian did not object to this, but he did not participate either. If one were to count the contributors, he was the greatest contributor to this battle.

He alone had killed so many Emperor Powerhouses. Without him, the Heavenly Profound Sect might have ceased to exist.

Therefore, this kind of menial work was originally meant for him, but Li Haotian had instructed Lin Tianxuan to refuse it.

He didn't need to do such rough work now; he only needed to clearly account for the casualties and names of the Disciples in front of him.

Li Haotian had thrown this task to his two Disciples, under the guise of cultivating their administrative abilities.

Then, he sat leisurely on the side, pouring wine, sighing about life while drinking with Lin Tianxuan.

Many people had been seriously injured in this battle. It was estimated that the entire Sect could not even maintain half of its combat strength right now.

The Chief Disciples and Elders of various factions were all injured to varying degrees. Those with lighter injuries were currently repairing the Sect, while Chief Disciples like Qin Tianfeng were sent directly to the Emperor Powerhouses for treatment, as their injuries were too severe.

If they could not be treated properly, they would likely be left with chronic ailments.

Lin Tianxuan and Li Haotian sat together not far away, chatting. They would occasionally make jokes while watching the two busy Disciples, and occasionally discuss the alien races from beyond the heavens.

It looked quite comfortable.

While the two were chatting, a figure suddenly landed slowly on the mountain peak.

Li Haotian and the other turned their heads to look and immediately recognized the other's identity—one of the Chief Disciples of the Upper Nine Peaks, and also one of the people among the Upper Nine Peaks with relatively light injuries.

"Li Haotian!"

Hua Bujue walked up to him, full of anger.

"Chief Hua Bujue, why are you so angry?"

Li Haotian sat up, somewhat confused, placed the bowl in his hand on the table, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

Lin Tianxuan watched quietly from the side without speaking. Li Haotian had repeatedly instructed him not to reveal his identity, and those Emperor Powerhouses were also helping him keep it hidden.

Aside from everyone on Spirit Gathering Peak and the Emperor Powerhouses, the only other person who knew Lin Tianxuan's identity was the Sect Master.

"Where did you go during this battle? Why couldn't I find you anywhere in the Sect? Isn't your Cultivation already comparable to a Saint? Why didn't you participate in the battle?"

Hua Bujue gritted her teeth, her brows deeply furrowed. She had once thought highly of this young man, but ever since his Meridians were damaged and he could no longer Cultivate, this young man had gradually started to become decadent.

Later, he slowly turned into a good-for-nothing.

Initially, Hua Bujue had been willing to provide him with some help, but after seeing his decadent appearance, only anger remained in her heart. She had once been a good friend of Li Haotian's Revered Master; the two had a relationship of Senior Brother and Junior Sister.

This young man used to be willing to go down the mountain to fight with his Revered Master at a single shout, fighting for the Human Race of the entire Heaven Realm.

He didn't hesitate to exhaust everything he had, even snapping his Meridians, just to protect this world.

But what about now?

A great battle had almost destroyed the Sect, and this guy's shadow couldn't be seen on the entire battlefield.

If he were still at the Foundation Establishment Stage like before, Hua Bujue would definitely not have appeared here.

After all, you couldn't expect someone at the Foundation Establishment Stage to do anything, let alone stop a Powerhouse and change the course of the battle.

But now it was completely different. Li Haotian clearly possessed the strength of a Saint, yet he was unwilling to make a move. This behavior was simply rebellious and a betrayal of the Sect. He used to be the pride of the entire Sect, so spirited, but now he had become a coward who feared death.

Even his Disciples were fighting on the front lines, and one of them had even beheaded a Quasi-Emperor Expert in front of many Elders, greatly boosting morale.

At such a critical time for the Sect, this guy didn't know where he had run off to.

Zhang Hai and Su Yao also stopped what they were doing and watched the few people quietly. They had no way to speak up to defend their Revered Master; their Revered Master had told them that his Cultivation must not be told to anyone, not even the Chief Disciples of the Sect.

So the two could only stare at Hua Bujue helplessly.

"I actually participated in the battle; it's just that my battlefield was outside the Sect. Although I didn't get any injuries, I did indeed make a contribution."

Li Haotian didn't care at all about being misunderstood or anything else. For him, reputation and such had long since become unimportant.

After all, he had already become the laughing stock of the Heavenly Profound Sect before this. He had made it through that difficult time, let alone now.

Hua Bujue was trembling with anger. She looked at the two Disciples who were handling the Sect's affairs and stomped her feet fiercely.

"If you had suffered some injuries or lost something, I definitely wouldn't say anything to you. But you, this guy, were completely resting on your Spirit Gathering Peak! When the battle ended, I passed by your Spirit Gathering Peak and saw you lying on a lounge chair, eating roasted corn while watching the battlefield with my own eyes!"

Hua Bujue gritted her teeth, a flash of disappointment in her eyes, and then she sighed helplessly, looking at his two Disciples.

"Su Yao, if you ever figure it out, you can come to my Hundred Flowers Peak at any time. Zhang Hai, since you are a male Disciple, you cannot join Hundred Flowers Peak, but you can go to Beast Rearing Peak. Do not follow this good-for-nothing Revered Master anymore; he has no way to properly teach you, nor can he provide you with a better environment for growth."

Hua Bujue glared fiercely at Li Haotian, then pulled him up from the lounge chair.

"If you don't want to do these trivial things, then you can go outside on behalf of the Sect to purchase some items. This is the funding provided by the Sect. We need a large amount of construction Materials and..."

After Hua Bujue finished speaking incessantly, she handed a scroll to Li Haotian, on which a large amount of Materials was written.

"Fine, fine, fine..."

Li Haotian sat up rather helplessly, then took the scroll.