Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1758 - 7 Realm Embryo_2

Wang Ba received the document and unfolded it, seeing that it listed more than a dozen plans.

Zhao Feng introduced from the side:

"After the call for proposals was announced, inside the Taoist Field, whether it was the Longevity Sect, Youxian Temple, or Rogue Cultivators... they all showed great interest, so indeed we received over a hundred submissions. After eliminating some uninspired ones, we finally picked out these fourteen plans."

Wang Ba nodded while carefully examining each one.

Soon, when he saw the second plan, his eyes suddenly brightened:

"This method is good, smelting Class IV and Class V spirit materials to partially replace some Class VI spirit materials... It could save 500,000 tael of upper-grade Class VI spirit materials."

Zhao Feng glanced at it and nodded:

"This was proposed by a Nascent Soul from our sect who has retired from the Tool-refining Department, named ’Zhi Buyin’, who is of our generation and well-versed in the properties of various spirit materials, hence came up with this idea."

Wang Ba nodded lightly.

The Wanxiang Sect is full of hidden talents, but when it comes to Tool Refiners, probably the entire Little Cang World is second to none, so he was not surprised by such achievements.

Yet he thought for a moment, still somewhat unsatisfied and shook his head.

Eight million tael of spirit materials, even if reduced by 500,000 tael, is still an unbearable burden for the Little Cang World.

If it could be lowered a bit more...

He then looked at the next one.

Several consecutive plans saved less spirit materials than Zhi Buyin’s plan.

But in the last two, his eyes suddenly brightened again.

One stated:

"...If it’s just to ensure the functionality of the Hanging Magical Instrument during operation, the instrument itself doesn’t need to be too exquisite, as long as it works when needed, and then it can be retrieved inside the realm for repair and nurturing, thus significantly reducing the wear and tear of spirit materials, estimating only seventy percent is needed, and if there is more time, it can be simplified further..."

Another stated:

"...Using Talismans instead of tools might work, as Talismans function in place of tools, with a cost roughly one-hundredth of a Magic Tool, yet the effect is quite similar, supporting the Little Cang World is a temporary act, not a constant one, so instead of refining tools, refining Talismans might be better..."

"What are the backgrounds of these two people?"

Seeing these two plans, Wang Ba couldn’t help but clap the table in approval, especially the last one.

Zhao Feng was not surprised, and promptly revealed the identities of these two individuals.

"Both are Rogue Cultivators."

Wang Ba looked at Zhao Feng in surprise.

"Yes, one is considered a Tool Refiner, the other excels in crafting Talismans."

Zhao Feng nodded with a wry smile:

"The Tool Refiners of the Three Sects are all focused on how to refine better Magic Tools, never thinking of these unconventional methods."

Wang Ba agreed with a nod upon hearing this.

These two methods are not what one would call high-level techniques, merely small adaptations, yet they are better suited to the current situation.

The Tool Refiners in the sect could have thought of this, but they were trapped by their past experiences and habits, and hence couldn’t think of it.

Wang Ba pondered slightly and asked:

"Where are these two people?"

Zhao Feng saw that Wang Ba was interested, so he called the cultivator guarding outside the door to bring them in.

They continued discussing the current situation the Little Cang World faces.

"As we continue towards the direction of the Cloud Sky Realm, supposedly the Chaos Origin Substance should be increasing gradually, yet so far, not a bit has been seen. Without the supplementation of Chaos Origin Substance, Fanming might not fly very far."

Zhao Feng’s expression turned a bit heavier.

Wang Ba’s expression also slightly turned somber upon hearing, saying thoughtfully:

"I know, this is also what worries me... Inform everyone, try to focus only on cultivating the Dao Domain, reducing the refining of Spiritual Energy, ultimately this Spiritual Energy should be saved for critical moments for survival."

"As for the Immortal Ascension cultivators, it’s manageable, mainly the Nascent Soul Realm... everyone hopes to step into the Immortal Ascension, naturally consuming a lot of Spiritual Energy, one or two are fine, but now in the Taoist Field, there are at least three to four hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators..."

Zhao Feng hesitated to speak.

He still hadn’t mentioned the massive spirit beasts within the Beast Department and the Wanfa Peak Dungeon.

Although the food sources for these spirit beasts are mostly low in cost, they also consume Spiritual Energy.

With so many spirit beasts, some with large bodies and high realms, their demand for Spiritual Energy is naturally greater.

Counting it, although the current consumption hasn’t caught up with the cultivators yet, the gap is visibly narrowing.

Of course, he also realized these spirit beasts are extremely important to the Taoist Field, as no one can predict when they might become useful, so in the end, he still refrained from speaking.

Wang Ba remained silent for a moment but then shook his head and said:

"We must still cut back on some, other than those nearing the end of their lifespan, ensure only the basics for the rest... Everyone needs to endure a period of hardship."

Zhao Feng nodded gently.

No one knows what the future holds; every bit of Spiritual Energy accumulated might prove pivotal later.

As they spoke.

The sudden voice of Ling Weizi, sounding somewhat nervous, reached their ears:

"There’s something happening outside!"

The two of them shivered, exchanged a look, and almost simultaneously vanished from the Chunyang Palace.

Then, they appeared one after another in the tea pavilion.

Without stopping to speak to Ling Weizi and Jiang Yi, they immediately looked towards the Outer Realm.

Outside the realm.

In the dark void ahead.

A black dot, its shape indistinct, silently lay on the edge of their path forward.

If all went well, in less than fifteen minutes in the future, they would pass by it at a distance.

"What is that thing?"

Zhao Feng frowned tightly, staring at the black dot through the Realm Membrane.

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