Everyone resumed their usual tasks.

Each night, someone was assigned to clean up.

A month later, a Dean peered at the metal barrel before him, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, making notes.

"Thirty thousand people, one month, all the filth and toxins, have filled up half a barrel."

The special fertilizer amounted to a mere ten thousand jin, if used for fertilizing, even though the effects of this fertilizer are outstanding, it would at most cover ten or so acres.

The scholars of the academy eat far too well, some even forsake sleep and food, and to save time, they directly consume Grain Avoidance Pills.

Such a waste, might as well give the Magical Treasure to pigs, thirty thousand pigs, in a month at least a million jin of special fertilizer could be produced.

If these fertilizers were used to grow rice, another two months would be enough to reap a season's harvest.

The thought of such scarce Magical Treasures being squandered here.

And thinking how the special fertilizer produced could even be used to grow Jade Rice without poisoning it.

A million jin of special fertilizer, plus the savings from not burning Spirit Jade to fertilize the Jade Rice, and the yield of the Jade Rice itself, would at least make several hundred thousand jin more.

Calculating further...

The more the Dean calculated, the more frustrated he became.

"Go, take this Magical Treasure away, there are hardly a few to begin with, leaving it to those who are worse than pigs, is simply wasteful."

The disciples following behind exchanged glances, not understanding why their master suddenly became angry.

The disciples were silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to ask questions, for it was common for them not to follow their master's line of thought, and this time they had not drawn his ire.

The Dean, in a huff, stormed out of the Lihuo Institute and headed straight for the Eastern Palace.

Those on the road who saw this Dean did not dare to stop him, they could only rush to inform others.

"Your Highness, can't you give a few more of that Magical Treasure? Just nine, how can that be enough?"

The Crown Prince had prepared tea, pouring a cup first and pushing it towards the other.

"Dean Li, please calm down and have a cup of tea."

"Can the Lihuo Institute manufacture that Magical Treasure?"

"They cannot produce it, Liu, the good-for-nothing, claimed such a simple Magical Treasure, having him make it, would be an insult to him.

Hey, guess what, it's been a month, and he still hasn't made one.

If he wasn't so useless, I wouldn't have to come to Your Highness."

The Crown Prince smiled, unsurprised.

"Dean Li, is that Magical Treasure really that useful?"

"What do you mean 'is it'? Of course, it's useful. Your Highness, just tell me if you have more."

"No more. However, rest assured, Dean Li, I will send someone to purchase them as soon as possible. How many do you think will be appropriate?"

"Start with ten thousand."

"Ten thousand?" The Crown Prince was somewhat shocked; the cities of Dali didn't have that many.

"How about three thousand? Eight hundred will do, too, it cannot be fewer, otherwise, there won't be enough."

"Alright." The Crown Prince heaved a sigh of relief and immediately agreed.

Those from the Lihuo Institute always speak in a way that is unexpectedly astonishing.

Last time, a Dean approached Emperor Li, requesting a billion Spirit Jade right off the bat.

Even if Dali possesses a Spiritual Jade Mine, it can't sustain such expenditure.

Only because these Magical Treasures are inexpensive, did the Crown Prince readily agree.

But watching Dean Li depart hastily, the Crown Prince suddenly laughed.

Dean Li must have been worried about being refused, so he asked for an exorbitant price.

If she held out a little longer, probably even two to three hundred would have sufficed.

But then again, on such a beneficial matter, it does not matter if it's a few hundred more; in the future, it might still not be enough.

"The materials of that Magical Treasure are not expensive, but the runes and might are valuable."

...

Yu Ziqing has been very busy lately, placing orders at a speed faster than anticipated.

The Lei Clan placed three hundred orders, and Dali placed eight hundred orders.

To speed up and enhance the quality of the Magical Treasures, Yu Ziqing outsourced the creation of the outer shells...

Only the rune imprinting and power activation were retained.

Because the Magical Treasures made by Wu Shuangge were really ugly and of poor quality, they were not presentable.

Two thousand high-quality round shields were quickly in hand, sturdy enough to even serve as shields.

Originally, it was just the smelting of the artifact embryo, but the small shop in Almsgiving Town that took this order wanted to attract big customers, so they strengthened the protection, even preventing explosions.

After imprinting the runes and activating the might, Yu Ziqing then sent out eleven hundred of them.

He also reminded them to bring them for processing once full.

Everyone should understand that after being recycled a few dozen times, the Magical Treasures are basically scrapped.

After all, it's not a personal Magical Treasure that is nurtured daily in the Qi Sea.

In the end, nine hundred were left over as a reserve.

A month later, the Magical Treasures filled with filth and toxic essence were gradually being delivered to Almsgiving Town.

For the first time, Yu Ziqing swapped all the crude goods that were initially sent out for empty new Magical Treasures.

He kept one, had Wu Shuangge test it again to confirm that the power inside could be devoured by the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl, then sealed the rest and placed them in a Storage Bag for backup.

There, before the town-protecting treasure even took shape, the most typical disposable Magical Treasures could already be put to use.

The amount of Jinlan sedative he had on hand was just that, and he needed to save it for backup instead of carelessly scattering it like lime.

Now he had something better and more powerful.

Others surely wouldn't be willing to use it this way; they didn't have as many Magical Treasures to use as bombs, as the cost of a single detonation was quite high.

Yu Ziqing could afford it, and he had enough on hand, with only more to come in the future.

He hadn't forgotten that the person who had captured him last time wasn't from the White Sun Evil Cult.

The person wearing the metal mask was forced by Cece and Wu Shuangge to use a Magical Treasure that resembled a Jade Mirror.

That Magical Treasure could even project the outside world from within Cece's Despair Abyss.

A Magical Treasure with such ability must be in a different league than the common flying sword and definitely not abundant.

He did not inform Uncle Fu of this matter, for telling Uncle Fu would be akin to informing the Eastern Palace of Dali.

On one hand, doing so would somewhat imply seeking help.

On the other hand, it was because he believed that the person wearing the mask was from Dali.

Everyone now still thought he was captured by the White Sun Evil Cult.

Since his return, that person had not appeared again; the traces left in the Health Club, like the broken doors and such, Yu Ziqing still kept quiet about.

He was now waiting for a friend, waiting for the rapidly promoted Su Li.

Recently, Su Li had been rising in prominence, personally endorsed by Emperor Li, leaving the Shadow Department's people dare not speak out of turn.

As for the court, no one dared to meddle in the affairs of the Shadow Department.

Weak cultivation, low Realm, none of these mattered; Emperor Li had bestowed upon him quite a few treasures.

How the people of the Shadow Department viewed Su Li was not important; as long as they were not utterly foolish, they should also discern Emperor Li's attitude.

Whether Su Li could firmly hold his position as Shadow Envoy, at least in the short term, didn't depend much on his personal strength.

The people of the Shadow Department, not wishing to disrespect Emperor Li, would at least in the near future sincerely cooperate with Su Li, treating him truly as the Shadow Envoy.

Yu Ziqing was waiting for when Su Li dared to leave the Imperial City and inevitably pass through Almsgiving Town, then he'd chat with him.

As the Shadow Envoy, he should have access to a lot of intelligence, right?