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.
Inside were variously shaped Weapons and Magical Treasures, emitting a faint aura, all custom-made as per Chen Mo’s request, and of considerably high quality.
"The Stray Blade for Yuan’er is merely mundane and can’t bring out her full combat power; it’s perfect to gift her a new one."
"And there’s Zhixia’s boxing gloves, Gu Manzhi’s Spirit Mirror, Yu’er’s little dog leash... ahem, please call me Master Porter."
Besides these gifts, there was also an item made for himself.
Chen Mo picked up a white half-face mask, thin as a cicada’s wing and light as if weightless.
Upon wearing, the mask automatically adjusted based on facial features, fitting seamlessly, making his entire face blurred as if covered in a thick fog, and his voice sounding hoarse and strange.
Looking at the copper mirror to the side, Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction.
"With this mask combined with the Concealing Ring, as long as the power difference isn’t too great, nobody should be able to recognize my identity."
"It just looks a bit strange, almost like it’s pixelated."
Now that he was targeted by the Demon Clan, being cautious was necessary.
Plus, with this item, there’s no longer a worry about social disaster at Jinxiu Workshop.
Chen Mo packed all the Magical Treasures, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a burst of intense discussion from next door.
Stepping over, he saw around a dozen Green Robed Tributors sitting in the hall, among them was shockingly Li Siya.
"...The Demon Clan has appeared near Tiandu City again, surely plotting something by taking risks."
"Severing one arm to divert us, they must have headed upstream along Canglan River."
"They’re definitely aiming for the Eightfold Exorcism Array again, we absolutely cannot sit idly by, we can’t always rely on Hundred Households Chen to clean up after us!"
"From the residual Demon Energy at the scene, this member of the Demon Clan is extraordinary, at least a Geng Level Demon Creature, apparently severely wounded by someone..."
"Who has the capability? Could it be a Grandmaster stepped in?"
As everyone was busily discussing, a clear male voice rang out:
"It’s a member of the Demon Clan."
They looked up to see a young man standing at the door, his posture erect, and as handsome as jade.
Li Siya blinked in surprise.
"Which department are you from? I’ve never seen you... Moreover, how do you know it’s a member of the Demon Clan?" another person asked.
Chen Mo shrugged, "Because I was the one who cut down the demon."