Rise of the Otherworld.

Lin Yu looked at the dilapidated Zhenwang Sect before him. Although his heart was filled with worry, his eyes were filled with firm determination. The lingering smell of gunpowder had not yet dissipated among the broken walls. The once majestic and magnificent building was now reduced to ruins, which made him heartbroken. He took a deep breath, suppressed the heaviness in his heart, and summoned the core members of the sect to discuss the reconstruction plan.

Everyone sat together, their faces filled with fatigue and anxiety. Lin Yu was the first to break the silence: "We suffered heavy losses in this battle, but as long as everyone works together, the Zhenwang Sect will be able to regain its former glory." His voice was steady and powerful. In this atmosphere full of despair, it was like a beacon, bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

Tang Feng spoke first: "Master, the most urgent task is to repair the sect's buildings so that the disciples have a place to live. Now many disciples can only sleep in the open air. If this continues for a long time, people's morale will be unstable." His brows were furrowed, and his tone was full of worry.

The magic woman nodded in agreement: "That's right, and the injured disciples need a better recuperation environment. How quickly their injuries recover is directly related to the future strength of the sect." Her eyes were full of concern. In order to take care of the wounded these days, she hardly slept a wink.

The sturdy man who was good at boxing continued, "We also need to replenish supplies to ensure everyone's daily needs. Food and medicine are in extreme shortage now, and we must find a way to solve it as soon as possible." He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to use his own strength to break through these difficulties.

Lin Yu listened to everyone's suggestions and had a preliminary plan in mind: "Okay, Tang Feng, you will be responsible for organizing the disciples to repair the buildings; Magic Girl, you will take care of the wounded; Strong Man, you will lead a team of disciples to the surrounding towns to purchase supplies. Everyone must work together to overcome the difficulties."

Everyone took command and immediately set to work. Tang Feng and his disciples busied themselves among the ruins, moving stones and wood to rebuild the houses. Their sweat soaked their clothes, their hands blistered, but they worked tirelessly. Every brick and stone they laid embodied their love for the sect and their hopes for the future.

The sorcerer cast spells day and night in the healing tent to relieve the wounded's pain and promote wound healing. Her magic power was almost exhausted, but every time she saw the wounded's faces gradually getting better, she gritted her teeth and continued to persevere.

The strong man led the purchasing team to bargain with merchants from all over the country, striving to obtain the most goods with the least resources. They encountered many difficulties and frauds, but the strong man relied on his generosity and wisdom to successfully complete the purchasing tasks time and time again.

During the reconstruction process, there were also many difficulties. There was a shortage of building materials, insufficient funds, and some forces tried to take advantage of the situation to loot. On one occasion, a group of bandits stopped the strong man's purchasing team and tried to steal the supplies.

"Hmph, you bunch of scoundrels, how dare you set your sights on the Zhenwang Sect!" The sturdy man roared with his eyes wide open.

The robbers were intimidated by his aura, but still unwilling to leave.

"Brothers, go!" The bandit leader rushed towards the strong man, waving a big knife.

Undeterred, the sturdy man charged forward. His punches were powerful and fierce, instantly knocking down several of the bandits. The disciples from the purchasing team also joined in the fight, eventually driving the bandits back.

But the Zhen Wang Sect did not back down. They united as one and overcame one difficulty after another. Lin Yu even traveled extensively, seeking support and help from all sides. He visited former allies, told them about the Zhen Wang Sect's plight, and won their sympathy and assistance.

After a period of hard work, the Zhenwang Sect's buildings were gradually repaired, the wounded gradually recovered, and supplies were replenished. The sect began to regain its former vitality, and smiles gradually appeared on the faces of the disciples.

However, at this moment, a new crisis quietly arrived.

A powerful sect nearby, jealous of the Zhenwang Sect's rapid recovery after the war, made an unreasonable demand, asking the Zhenwang Sect to become its subsidiary.

"Master, what should we do?" Tang Feng asked anxiously.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "The True King Sect will never surrender to others. We must be prepared to fight."

Can the True King Sect withstand the threat of this powerful sect? Will their road to reconstruction be full of twists and turns?