Nine Leaf Mountain Workshop.
Without the hundreds of thousands of mortals, the workshop seemed much emptier.
At the foot of the mountain, large swaths of buildings lay uninhabited, becoming a paradise for snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
Furthermore, plants like grasses, vines, and others with strong vitality, having avoided the previous disasters with the help of the Nine Leaf Mountain Formation, quickly spread over, weaving through the buildings.
Only on the mountain ridges where the spirit fields had been developed could one see human figures.
But thanks to the smaller population, the loose cultivators who came to farm each could be allotted a house with a courtyard.
The workshop had long since lost its former bustle of people coming and going.
On a daily basis, the foreign cultivators who came to the workshop did not exceed the number of fingers on both hands.
Most of them were cultivator teams from other sects, mainly coming to borrow a place to rest and repair.