Establishing his base on Qiankun Mountain was a strategic move, and he knew that establishing his base so close to the Jiufang Palace would require significant effort to prevent the Nine Nether Palace Lord from harboring suspicion. Therefore, Ming Qi had given it considerable thought and held numerous discussions with the Nine Nether Palace Lord.
Ming Qi's intentions were clear: he had no desire to seize any of the interests within Xilan Province, not even mineral veins or medicinal herb cultivation sites; he would not compete for them.
Of course, this was just Ming Qi's opinion. Whether Nine Nether Palace Lord Mo Lan's uncle, Mo Zhonglong, believed him or not was unknown.
Fortunately, Ming Qi had Mo Lan's savior, and from his conversations, it seemed as if Mo Lan was involved in some important matters. This could be a considerable bargaining chip.
In short, Mo Zhonglong ultimately agreed to Ming Qi's proposal, but he had one request: Ming Qi would send personnel to aid the Mo Clan in the upcoming conflict among the seven prefectures, striving to gain control of the Arbitration Hall.
Frankly, while the Jue Clan excelled in battle formations, it lacked talent for direct one-on-one combat, so it's no wonder Mo Zhonglong made such a request.
Since the other party didn't insist on taking control of the Arbitration Hall, Ming Qi naturally agreed. However, he also made a request of his own: to establish a formation on Qiankun Mountain capable of withstanding a powerful Martial King.
After several rounds of negotiations, the two sides reached an agreement, and construction on Qiankun Mountain finally began. Following the agreement, Mo Zhonglong demonstrated his sincerity, dispatching numerous craftsmen to assist Ming Qi in the construction, and the main camp provided Ming Qi with all necessary supplies for a considerable period of time.
It's no wonder Mo Zhonglong provided these things. After all, Ming Qi only had a handful of people, and all they needed were just food and clothing. How much could they possibly need? For the powerful Jiufang Palace, these were nothing.
Of course, since Mo Zhonglong offered it, Ming Qi naturally accepted.
As a result, construction on Qiankun Mountain proceeded smoothly. Ming Qi gathered everyone and shared his thoughts.
He first glanced at Wei Silong, who was standing nearby, and said, "Silong, our mercenary group in Shaxing City is effectively gone. Qiankun Mountain's terrain is strategic and advantageous, comparable to Mount Osho. My opinion is, we should establish a base here. This will provide a safe haven if circumstances force us to do so."
Ming Qi had his own reasons for saying this. Wei Silong and Mo Changli were both Celestial Clan members, and he understood why they had left their clan. He wanted to establish his own clan here, but it depended on their opinions.
As for Su Yuan, a wanderer to begin with, he probably wouldn't have any objections. The others, like Xiao Qi and the Dikui Demon Fox, should also have no objections.
After hearing Ming Qi's words, Wei Silong pondered for a moment and said, "As long as you can do one thing for me in the future, I'll agree." She then looked at Mo Changli, who was standing nearby.
Mo Changli nodded, apparently agreeing.
"Okay, I agree."
Ming Qi agreed without asking any questions. He knew full well that it was all for the Celestial Clan's wish. However, their wish was to defy the gods of heaven and earth. Acquiring such power would be far from easy. Right now, Mo Changli and Wei Silong were two indispensable forces, so they could take it one step at a time. If they ever truly gained the strength to challenge the gods, Ming Qi would be happy to challenge them and transform the world.
Next, Ming Qi asked the others for their opinions. Seeing no objections, he said, "Then, let's think about a name."
At the mention of a name, everyone became animated.
After all, they were all young people, and after a long chattering session, they finally came to a conclusion.
However, Ming Qi was the only one not entirely satisfied with the result.
The name was to be called the Glazed Holy Land.
Originally, Ming Qi suggested that since the skeleton of a divine dragon was hidden here, why not call it the Hidden Dragon Holy Land? However, these beauties flatly denied it, saying that it would disappear after refining the dragon skeleton. Consequently, the well-read Xiao Qi naturally added the phrase "Women are like glass," thus concluding the charming name of the Glass Holy Land.
Unable to resist them, Ming Qi simply accepted the name. After all, the name "Glass Holy Land" wasn't bad.
After deciding on a name, the group circled the entire mountaintop and decided that the area was too small to be worthy of the title of a holy land. So, they continued to open up further, following the edge of the mountaintop.
All of them were masters with magical powers. In just a few days, the entire Qiankun Mountain was shaved off another section, adding a staircase-like step to the original foundation. This step was five or six miles wide, making the entire area appear much larger, almost like a small kingdom.
Fortunately, Qiankun Mountain was exceptionally tall, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to withstand their efforts.
Construction was still underway on the top floor, but considering the limited presence of the Liuli Holy Land, most of the buildings were simply planned and laid out. The residences for the few residents were meticulously constructed.
After satisfying themselves with the terrain and scope, they enthusiastically searched the surroundings, using their magical powers to bring rare and exotic items from afar and plant them around.
In just two weeks, the entire Qiankun Mountain had undergone a dramatic transformation.
At first glance, rare and exotic flowers littered the ground, lush forests towered to the sky, and amidst clouds and mist, birds chirped and beasts roamed, giving it a sense of paradise.
After a month of rushed construction, the mountain's architecture was nearly complete, both above and below ground. Furthermore, according to Ming Qi's instructions, all necessary areas for the formation had been cleared.
This way, once the craftsmen finished their work and left, the Mohist formation masters could set up the formation.
That evening, the group prepared a simple meal and enjoyed a hearty meal and drinks in their new home. Before retiring, Ming Qi instructed, "Tomorrow, the Mohist formation master will come to set up our defensive formation. Be careful and don't let them tamper with it."
Everyone understood Ming Qi's instructions and nodded immediately before returning to rest.
The night passed in silence. The next morning, Ming Qi spotted a boat-shaped magical weapon flying from the direction of Jiufang Palace. As it approached, Ming Qi saw a dozen Mohist formation masters of varying ages standing atop it, led by none other than Mo Zhonglong, the patriarch of the Mohist family.
"Here they are!"
Ming Qi greeted them, leading them to the reception platform in front to greet them.