Chen Mo gladly took the opportunity and nodded: "Alright, since that’s the case, I won’t be polite then. Let’s start with a hundred of each."
"..."
Huang Haoran’s mouth twitched.
This guy really isn’t holding back... Drawing talismans not only requires connecting with heaven and earth but also infusing them with Primordial Qi. Even a fifth-rank talisman master can draw only a dozen or so a day.
Drawing hundreds of talismans would take ages...
Chen Mo himself didn’t have much need for these talismans.
He mainly wanted to prepare some for his brothers in the Government, as these talismans could be activated with True Qi, equivalent to having an extra Magician on hand, making case handling much easier and effectively reducing casualty rates.
The two chatted leisurely on their way and arrived in front of the Demon Suppression Department.
Chen Mo dismounted, tied his horse, and walked through the vermilion gate.
In the courtyard, the giant copper furnace was roaring loudly.
The explosion-headed man squatted in front of the furnace, eyes fixed on the fire-casting hole, muttering to himself:
"This is the one hundred and seventy-eighth furnace, it must succeed this time, it definitely will..."
Suddenly, catching a glimpse of Chen Mo from the corner of his eye, his expression stiffened, and then he cautiously asked, "Brother, do you think this batch of Alchemy Pills might still explode?"
A flash of golden light crossed Chen Mo’s eyes, and after observing for a moment, he said: "Your furnace fire is unevenly distributed, the water and wind positions are too fierce, I reckon it’ll explode in another quarter of an hour."
?
The explosion-headed man carefully observed and his eyes brightened.
"That’s right, the fire is indeed uneven, it’s a problem with the engraving of the Spirit Gathering Array at the base... I’ve got it! Hahaha, I’ve got it!"
He danced joyfully in front of the copper furnace, overwhelmed with excitement.
Huang Haoran looked at Chen Mo with admiration, "Mr. Chen, you understand Alchemy Dao too?!"
Chen Mo shook his head: "Just talking nonsense."
Huang Haoran clearly didn’t believe it.
With correct predictions twice in a row, his vision was even better than a fourth-rank Pill Master!
Martial Arts, Formation Path, Alchemy Dao, if all are top-notch... Considering Mr. Chen is only at the tender age of adulthood, what terrifying innate talent is this?
He couldn’t help but admire him even more.
The two crossed the corridor and walked inward.
Upon reaching the Artifact Refining Department and entering its pavilion, they saw various Magical Treasures displayed in a spectacular array on the shelves on both sides.
Huang Haoran approached a wooden cabinet, touched it, and a glow flashed, the cabinet door slowly opened.

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