Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1164 - 600: Jade Pearl Heroes Are Generous, but Narrow-Minded! (2)

Nowadays, Old Demon Duan is seen as such a beauty in their eyes.

Duan Yun and Ziyu set out together, truly for official business.

Under Ling'er's disguise, the two looked like a young brother and sister going out to work.

Along the way, as they gazed at the fields full of crops stretching from the plains to the horizon, they felt refreshed and invigorated.

The plains around Wangchun City have always been a rare fertile land in Yun State.

Previously, it was considered one of Yun State's largest granaries, but under the control of the Mo Sect and the division among major forces, this plain also starved countless people.

Those who starved were often the farmers who worked the hardest.

Due to the competing Jianghu sects, consuming each other, much of the land was left barren.

But today, not an inch of this fertile land is wasted, and it looks vibrant.

Equally vibrant are the people working.

The farmers working in the fields sang happily while working.

"Work! Work! Work hard! Everything we grow is ours!"

"Granaries full, marry a wife, keep working, have grandchildren!"

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah~~~"

Even the bachelors who have never been able to afford a wife were filled with hope and had grand ambitions of having grandchildren.

To these people, the Heroic Land truly is a land of hope.

Some villages and towns along the way had remarkably beautiful houses.

In one town, they had even painted the walls, making them colorful and cloud-like from a distance.

Those traveling along couldn't help but comment: "Made it so colorful, even more than a woman's fancy undergarments. Must be bored after a full meal."

This sort of thing could indeed only be done by those with full bellies and nothing better to do.

This also, from another perspective, proves that the people on this land are truly well-fed and content.

Duan Yun and Ziyu couldn't help but feel happy seeing all this.

Because they knew these changes had something to do with them.

Duan Yun increasingly realized that when one has power, they can change a lot of things.

Even a simple decision you make can change the fate of many people.

However, as they left that plain, the bustling and thriving scene gradually faded.

Yun State is mountainous, and that plain is a gift from heaven, while living elsewhere is not easy.

Cultivating farmland in the mountains is much more difficult than on the plains, and one must watch out for wild animals in the forests.

But the situation has improved significantly.

Because some martial artists, with nothing to do, would take on the work of leveling land.

On such mountainous terrain, the strength of martial artists makes the work highly efficient.

Along the way, they frequently saw terraced fields running along mountains.

However, the farmers here are noticeably less rosy in complexion than before.

But it was evident that they were quite content with their current situation.

In the past, even if they were far away, the Mo family's hand collecting grain never ceased. They even might have been divided among local sects due to the distance.

But since Duan Yun began the "Heroic Land Farming Without Tithes," it's been hard for people here to starve even in relatively poor areas.

This is already a tremendous change.

And with Duan Yun's another decision, a new change had come.

The specifics of how to execute this were discussed between Ziyu and the old heads of the Mo Sect, and according to Duan Yun's understanding, it should be subcontracted out by project.

For instance, the reconstruction of roads is currently being handled by the Flying Sand Sect.

Members of these sects carry saws on their backs, measure tapes on their waists, and occasionally a hammer drops from their pants, clearly professional.

Duan Yun's stance was that wherever there was a village, there should be a road.

A big road.

Although the Mo Sect has conducted substantial research, unfortunately, they haven't developed anything like cement. The roads around Wangchun City are all rammed together with sand and stone. Though far less smooth than asphalt roads, in this world, they are quite luxurious.

At the very least, one won't encounter muddy streets on rainy days where a heavier cart would easily get stuck.

And here, the newly built road is no different.

Some members of the Flying Sand Sect are in the mountains collecting sand and stone with hammers, while others bring it over with dustpans and start using the Flying Sand Palm. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

You could see over a dozen disciples of the Flying Sand Sect aligned on both sides, using their Flying Sand Palm technique.

In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere. Duan Yun realized that the Flying Sand Palm wasn't about brute force; it was about the interlocking palm winds from both sides, making the road between them flatten in no time.

Then, seven or eight large, round men came out.

They saw the road and slammed their bodies down, making the once somewhat loose sandy road much tighter, practically human-sized compactors in Duan Yun's eyes.

They worked so efficiently that this tough road through the mountains was extended by quite a bit in just an afternoon.

At night, campfires were lit by the roadside.

Duan Yun and Ziyu were also nearby.

They mixed in under the guise of odd-job workers, doing some odd jobs.

Doing odd jobs didn't pay much, but meals were covered.

In the evening, when everyone gathered to eat and rest, two experts from the Flying Sand Sect began to complain.

"This road is hard to build. This first village alone requires fifty zhang, yet with so many working for so long, we've only completed less than ten zhang, and there are many more villages after."

Said a man with a bumpy, uneven hand.

Judging by his hand's condition, clearly a result of many years practicing the Flying Sand Palm, and the crowd's deference, Duan Yun figured this man must be either an elder or the Second Sect Master.

At this point, another expert beside him grumbled, "I say, Sect Master Tian, why don't we cut some corners? This mountain road is hard to build anyway, why bother matching Wangchun City's standards?"

With these words, Sect Master Tian rebuked, "Cut corners, my foot! Do you want me dead? Our Flying Sand Sect was able to secure a position in Wangchun City and get recognized by the heroes in the Heroic Land by being honest and maintaining a good reputation!"

"And call me Second Sect Master, don't make it sound like I'm planning a coup."

The man quickly lowered his head and said, "The Second Sect Master is right."

At this moment, Sect Master Tian's expression softened, and he said, "Old Zhao, you haven't been here for long, so it's understandable not to know the situation. This Heroic Land isn't an ordinary place. The Great Sand Gang and Big Brush Gang we previously competed with got disbanded by the Red Face Heroine because they cut corners."

Hearing this, Old Zhao looked tense and asked, "It's that serious?"

Sect Master Tian replied, "Serious? You must know the bosses in Yuzhu Manor are very generous with rewards but grudge holders. The leaders of the Great Sand Gang and Big Brush Gang merely got their martial skills abolished and were dissolved—considerably light."

"Based on Yuzhu Manor's usual methods, it would typically mean exterminating entire families."

Hearing this, Old Zhao stood up and walked towards the road.

"Old Zhao, where are you going?"

"The section of road I worked on earlier wasn't done well; I'm going to reinforce it right away."

After he announced he was going to make urgent repairs, the crowd couldn't help but laugh, filling the scene with a joyful atmosphere.

Duan Yun and Qingyu also laughed along.

However, their laughter seemed a bit out of tune with the group.

Because the ones being said to be small-minded were them.

Duan Yun couldn't help but murmur inwardly, "When were we ever small-minded? This has been the way for years. This is called being intolerant of imperfection; these folks are really uncultured, lacking adjectives."

In the past, if people called him small-minded like this, the magnanimous him might have felt a little unhappy.

But tonight felt different.

Because the result of their so-called "small-mindedness" was a positive one; at least the Flying Sand Sect, because of their "small-mindedness," wouldn't be skimping on materials.

Duan Yun and Ziyu both felt that there was nothing wrong with the Flying Sand Sect, and they left there that night.

By dawn, when Sect Master Tian found Duan Yun and Ziyu gone, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are those two young ones?"

"They were gone last night. As day laborers, they must have headed to some other place," someone answered.

Sect Master Tian couldn't help but complain, "The wages haven't been paid yet, and they've bolted. Spread the word, and people might think our Flying Sand Sect likes to exploit people for free!"

Let's just say, as a "contractor," with Yuzhu Manor on the paying end providing enough silver, even this typically penny-pinching foreman behaved generously.