Su Yuan did as he had promised. In less than a day, he had shut down all the alchemy, artifact-forging, and cured-meat factories.
The eight Puppet Artists under Primordial Beginning Media were also tossed into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to recuperate.
The only departments still operating normally within the Yuan Sect were its affiliated Black Labor Cult and the manual production of genuine Grade Three Golden Pills.
"Saintess Zhu, how are the Yuan Sect's factory renovations coming along?"
Su Yuan and Chen Nuoyi accompanied Zhu Tianqing as they walked through the alchemy factory, most of which had been shut down.
All they saw were middle-aged alchemists using Spiritual Plants to make pills as usual.
Zhu Tianqing glanced at the middle-aged alchemists, drenched in sweat from the intense heat of the pill flames. She said nothing, only asking:
"What happened to the workers on the meat-processing line?"
Su Yuan quickly replied:
"I had them wait in the factory lobby. I'll take you there now."
With that, Su Yuan led the way, and the three soon reached the factory lobby.
Nearly a thousand workers had gathered inside.
When Zhu Tianqing appeared, the workers merely cast a listless, helpless glance at the saintly young woman. They made no other move.
Unparalleled beauty? A saintly heart?
Could any of that put food on the table?!
Zhu Tianqing didn't realize the workers quietly resented her. With a gentle expression, she said:
"Everyone, you used to work in the Yuan Sect's meat-processing factories."
"When you dismembered Spirit Beasts and used their bodies to make pills and artifacts, did you feel even the slightest pity for them?"
The workers looked at one another, then fell silent as one.
Su Yuan immediately stepped forward and declared righteously:
"What are you standing around for? The Saintess is here