The situation was momentarily strange, as the uncertain circumstances made everyone wary of saying too much, fearing that it would jeopardize Wei Cheng's grand plan.
Wei Cheng also found it quite troublesome, but he quickly had a flash of inspiration, and he spoke in the tone of the eldest brother:
"Fellow disciples, don't forget our purpose in coming here. The population in the Peach Spring continues to grow, but the amount of land remains unchanged. If we want to counter-attack the alien demons and restore the former glory of the Thousand Mechanism Hall, then this precious soil is indispensable."
"How much have we dug up so far?"
Hearing Wei Cheng's serious and solemn words, Liu Sui and the others immediately grasped the key points within his remarks.
Presently, Liu Sui reported seriously with an odd look in his eyes:
"Eldest brother, the Qiankun Bags we carry are already half filled."
"How is the soil quality?"
