A Filial Child
Time went by quickly, with people getting hooked on playing games or going out on missions.
Even ordinary mortal folks had heard about this Mission Hall.
It was the quickest way to make money, and ordinary folks felt that it protected them.
"You little troublemaker. It's so big and too luxurious. Your mother and I don't want to disgrace ourselves. So, are you sure that we'll be allowed in?"
"Yes... Ru Mo, are you sure we can go in?"
On the road, an anxious couple asked their son repeatedly about the building before them.
For the past two days, they had heard rumors from the other local folks that some mighty buildings had somehow appeared in their little town.
They didn't believe it at the time because building something so fast required the blocks, sand, water, and everything else to be dumped on the site.
One still needs a combination of masters from several cultivator professions to create such things.
Take, for example, the surprise collapse a few years ago.