"The Curse of the Sleepless Sentinel. Your deep affection for them is indeed evident in the magnitude of this profound curse upon their sect," remarked Lucas Frost, shaking his head as he observed the bustling activity of people and disciples constructing their final homes.
"The curse isn't as dire as it sounds. There's still hope for those who cling to life after all," reassured our op mc, casting his gaze upon the spirited masses.
It was clear that Misty Terrace Village had undergone significant transformations within just a few weeks—floating cities now adorned the sky and much more.
The village was now bustling with activity, with the villagers working hard to build new houses and expand the village.
The once small village was now a thriving community, with a market, a school, and even a small sect branch. The villagers were grateful to the Mystic Lotus Sect for their protection and support.
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