Different puppets were responsible for different steps, with their duties clearly divided, resulting in extremely high efficiency.
Although crafting a single puppet capable of independently completing all these tasks was not a difficult feat for Wang Xiu, it was far too troublesome. He would have to use the Primordial God Refining Technique to purify a large amount of rare materials—a time-consuming and laborious process. And even if he managed to create one, it might not be as efficient as his current setup.
Before long, Wang Xiu saw the finished Youming Incense and Soldier’s Ration Pills emerge from the two puppets. He tried them and found they were no different from the ones he made by hand. Satisfied, he nodded immediately.
The workflow was perfect. Now, only the final step remained.
Wang Xiu picked up the rare materials he had just sublimated using the Primordial God Refining Technique and activated the Four Symbols Great Array once more, summoning the Vermilion Bird’s spiritual fire. While the materials were newly formed and still malleable, he worked at a rapid pace.
Soon, a massive device appeared in the forest clearing. It looked like a house with a spacious, open interior. On the ground and high on the walls, there were numerous recesses engraved with countless complex, faintly glowing formations.
Wang Xiu walked inside and activated a switch.
Instantly, the surroundings lit up brilliantly as complex and profound formation patterns imprinted themselves upon the void. Spiritual energy from the surroundings converged constantly. The room was like a gaping maw, ceaselessly devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
With a thought from Wang Xiu, the bird puppet that had just finished its task flew in and landed in one of the recesses. The size was a perfect fit, without a single gap.
Immediately after, luminous lines like veins lit up, and a vast surge of spiritual energy flooded into the bird puppet, instantly replenishing its consumed power!
That’s right! This enormous device was the large-scale charging station Wang Xiu had prepared for his little puppets!
He had inscribed hundreds of Spirit Gathering Arrays inside, allowing it to incessantly draw upon spiritual energy to power them. This would greatly increase their work efficiency. Fresh chapters posted on novel·fire·net
The rest was simple. As long as he created more low-level puppets, Wang Xiu would possess a flawless production line!
However, although low-level puppets were simple to make, the large quantity Wang Xiu required made it a time-consuming job. It would probably take some time to meet his needs.
But Wang Xiu was philosophical about it.
Work hard once, and reap the benefits forever!
In the pursuit of cultivation, days and months were insignificant.
In a desolate mountain forest in Nanzhou, a figure radiating demonic energy dashed through the trees, its expression one of pure terror, as if fleeing for its life.
A sword hummed! A flying sword descended from the sky, landing precisely in front of the Devil Beast and blocking its escape.
The Devil Beast stopped in fear. Before it could flee in another direction, a figure in the uniform of the Sanqing Immortal Sect descended from the sky. An aura of sword intent surrounded him, and his face was full of confidence. "You devil creature, where do you think you’re running?"
The Eighth Heaven Foundation Establishment Stage pig demon’s eyes were filled with fear and rage as it surprisingly spoke in the human tongue. "Damned human whelp, there are no grievances between us! Why have you been hunting me for half a year??"
The Sanqing Immortal Sect disciple snorted coldly. "As cultivators, it is our duty to slay devils and exorcise evil! You have relied on your meager demonic power to wreak havoc and harm the innocent... I didn’t have a suitable magic artifact in our previous encounters, which is how you escaped! Today is the day you die!"
The disciple flicked his finger. The flying sword magic artifact blocking the Devil Beast’s path burst with mystical light as it flew into the air, hovering before him.
In an instant, his robes rustled loudly, as if an endless sword intent was pouring from his sleeves. An infinite sword qi enveloped the forest canopy, its tip locked onto the Devil Beast from afar.
"Sword Fall! Purge the Wicked!"
In an instant, dozens, even hundreds of streaks of sword qi rained down like a world-ending cataclysm, slaughtering the pig demon on the spot.
Silence returned to the forest.
The Sanqing Immortal Sect disciple slowly grasped the flying sword before him, tears of excitement streaming down his face. "This is the power of money! It’s fantastic! Thank you, Sanqing Immortal Sect! Thank you, Divination Sect! And thank you, great Senior Brother Wang Xiu..."
「All Fragrances Garden」
At the entrance, Huang Yunchong rubbed his sore shoulders and arms, gazing at the bevy of beauties within, his eyes burning with desire.
Damn it! After mining for two months, I can finally enjoy myself!
He glanced at the over two thousand Spirit Stones in his space ring. His back instantly straightened, and he strode inside with the swagger of a dragon.
"Come on, bring your newest teas to this young master! Let me see how fine they are!"
Having money is so damn good!
"Sect Leader, the number of Foundation Establishment Stage disciples in our Immortal Sect has greatly increased over the past two months!" an Elder reported to Zhuo Canglang, holding a new report with an excited expression.
Zhuo Canglang pulled himself away from a pile of mundane affairs, took the report from the Elder, and began to read it carefully.
The Elder continued excitedly by his side. "You wouldn’t believe how useful Wang Xiu’s Immortal Sect loans are! After borrowing from him, the disciples finally have money. With money, they can buy elixirs and magic artifacts... Their strength has surged! Their efficiency in completing missions is much higher than before, too! Not to mention, just from our cut of the missions they turn in, we’ve earned a lot more in these two months than ever before!"
Zhuo Canglang read the report from beginning to end, a look of delight spreading across his face.
On his shoulders, the black crow cawed, "Having money is just so damn good!"
The white crow bobbed its head. "Junior Nephew Wang Xiu has a very promising future!"
In two months, the Divination Sect’s Immortal Sect loan service had become properly established.
Spirit Stone Veins are unlike ordinary mineral deposits. Due to the high density of spiritual energy, the structure of a Spirit Stone Mine is remarkably stable, making it tremendously laborious to excavate. A person could mine about thirty stones a day at most.
But don’t underestimate those thirty stones. After a month, one could have about a thousand Spirit Stones.
It’s important to know that in the past, an average Sanqing Immortal Sect disciple earned only that much in an entire year. Many disciples with lower cultivation levels earned far less, typically receiving fewer than a hundred Spirit Stones a month.
Now, with an extra thousand or two in hand, the improvement for the vast majority of Sanqing Immortal Sect disciples was immense! It was like a sponge that had been dry for countless years suddenly being plunged into water.
They began a frantic buying spree. The Gathering Qi Pills they once grudgingly used once every two months, they now bought ten bottles at a time! The high-quality magic artifacts they could only glance at while passing by, they now bought outright!
For a time, the strength of the Sanqing Immortal Sect disciples entered a state of rapid growth