The Twin Leaf Peak Sect settled into their designated area quickly, their elders directing the bustle of activity with practiced efficiency.
At first, simple rows of tents sprouted across the plain like mushrooms after rain. Junior disciples were immediately dispatched into the nearby forest to harvest lumber, their swords flashing as trees toppled one after another.
Others worked in groups to slice the timber neatly into planks, splitting them with strikes so precise they could have passed for a carpenter's chisel. Rocks were shattered with palm strikes and hammering fists, then stacked into orderly piles ready to be shaped into foundations.
For ordinary mortals, raising a camp of this size might have taken weeks if not months. But for cultivators, who could swing a sword and level a grove in a heartbeat, or carry a hundred kilograms of stone without breaking a sweat, it was nothing more than light exercise.
