Twelve days later.
Chen Mu crawled out of the underground chamber looking utterly haggard. He collapsed into the Rocking Chair and did not want to move.
After grinding away for over twenty days, he had finally finished making all two hundred Wood Spirit Guards.
"Once I deliver this batch, no matter what, I'm taking a break for a while."
Only after quite some time, when he had recovered a little, did Chen Mu's mind finally start working again.
"It's been so long. I can go collect the payment for the last batch."
Shang Huan had come by last night to deliver his share of the Insect Repelling Incense profits, so he was clearly fine.
That batch of White Jade was most likely fine as well.
"More than eight thousand White Jade Coins!"
Even Chen Mu's listless spirits could not help but perk up.
"Even if I spent a whole year at the Red Sleeve Workshop, I wouldn't be able to spend it all!"
"Haha..."
Three days later.
In a dense forest eighteen li south of Moon Embracing Mountain.
A white mask, a black cloak, Black Smoke curling around his body, and two Square Wooden Boxes floating behind him.
Chen Mu, wearing Gongsun Sheng's identity, appeared before Shang Huan.
"The last batch of White Jade, there's no problem with it, right?" Chen Mu asked again to make sure.
"No problem!" Shang Huan's face blossomed into a grin.
The ingredients for Spirit Drawing Paste were not expensive. With such a large sum of White Jade as capital, he could stockpile as much as he wanted. What could possibly go wrong?!
"Take me to see it." Suppressing his excitement, Chen Mu spoke calmly.
The most White Jade he had ever possessed at one time was less than a thousand. Now he was