After returning to Ping'an City, Jiang Ping'an had some of the Spirit Pills placed in the Heavenly Harmony Sect's treasury, then instructed the Heaven's Mandate Garrison, the Young Guards, and the military headquarters to send people to apply for and collect the Spirit Pills.
One million eight hundred thousand Spirit Pills sounded like a lot, but once distributed, they were still only a drop in the bucket.
Fortunately, an endless stream of Spirit Pills would be refined in the future. Ever since the Creation Furnace had advanced into a Saint artifact, it had become truly invaluable.
A month later, Jiang Ping'an brought a batch of empty pill bottles to the Divine Origin Ruins.
Within the Divine Origin Ruins, after a month of work by three thousand Heaven's Mandate Sect disciples and twenty thousand Heaven's Mandate Garrison soldiers, Ye Bumi had used the Creation Furnace to refine another three million Spirit Pills.
Jiang Ping'an left behind the empty pill bottles, collected the three million Spirit Pills, and took them out of the Divine Origin Ruins.
However, he did not hurry to distribute the three million Spirit Pills he had brought back this time. He intended to save them until his Saint celebration.
There was now just over a month left until his Saint celebration.
As Great An Kingdom's envoys arrived one after another at the various Human Race factions, those factions responded enthusiastically. They prepared lavish congratulatory gifts and dispatched important delegations to Great An Kingdom for Jiang Ping'an's Saint celebration. Ping'an City grew increasingly lively.
If Jiang Ping'an had merely been a Saint, the various Human Race factions would have valued him, but they might not necessarily have traveled millions of miles to offer congratulations.
With less than a month remaining before the Saint celebration, delegations from all sides began