There were roughly three million Spirit Stones, several dozen bottles of Alchemical Pills, most of them for healing and recovery.
Several dozen Post-Heaven Dharma Artifacts, and only two Innate Spiritual Treasures.
There were even fewer Artifact Refining Spiritual Materials. The only consolation was that since he and Yaochi were responsible for managing Purple Sky Palace, they had quite a few byproducts from the spiritual flowers and herbs grown there.
He could be considered quite wealthy in the Prehistoric World. It was enough to support his cultivation for two or three Eons.
Yet when Haotian looked at this pile of possessions, all he felt was despair.
It was like having a hundred million in savings. Whether you used it to live comfortably or open a small shop, you could live very well.
But what if someone told you to use that money to restore the Forbidden City?
One floor tile alone cost eight hundred! That expense alone would be overwhelming.
Yaochi also brought out her savings. She had slightly more than Haotian.
The two sat facing each other, staring at the two mountain-like piles of possessions before them—rich, yet pitiable. Neither spoke.
But when faced with difficulties, they had to be resolved.
So Haotian went to Purple Sky Palace.
He knelt before Hongjun and described the Heavenly Court's miserable state in full detail.
"The South Heaven Gate is intact. Everything else is ruins.
The Floor Tiles were pried up, the hall pillars broken, the spirit plants uprooted, and the Scripture Repository destroyed.
This disciple... this disciple is unable to rebuild it alone."
For a moment, even Hongjun was curious about what sort of talent had managed such a thing.
Hongjun made some calculations and discovered that although this had happened shortly after the Tribulation ended, the Heavenly Mechanism had still been