Slap!

The cause was quickly found: Liu's newly manufactured large serpentine condenser tube had burst. It was currently unknown whether it was due to excessive steam accumulation or a problem with the temperature.

Jing Guan cursed the Puppet Cultivator of the Ministry of Works so severely that he was utterly humiliated.

Before long, Liu Muwa arrived in Coffin Sedan. He first listened with a dark face as Jing Guan and spraying of the Puppet Cultivator Ministry of Works, and then directed the skeletons to tear open the houses and inspect them one by one.

It wasn't until the sun rose and they had breakfast that Liu Muwa found Li Qingxian.

Zhou Chunfeng and Luo Jing have also arrived.

In the guards' quarters opposite Yi-Three Room, several tables were pushed together to form a long table, with the people lined up on both sides.

Liu Muwa said, "The responsibility for this matter lies with me, and I am willing to accept the punishment. I was too eager for quick results and did not heed Daren Li's advice. From today onwards, we must listen to Daren Li and formulate a safety production procedure. Everyone must strictly follow this procedure, and anyone who disagrees should get out. If this safety procedure is good, I will promote it in the Ministry of Works. Once it is effective, I will recommend Daren Li for commendation."

Li Qingxian said, "There aren't many people like Daren Liu who can discuss matters objectively. It's not important who is responsible this time, nor is there any punishment. What's important is how we can prevent similar accidents from happening again. This safety production process may seem ordinary, but it's actually a long-term plan that must be followed carefully."

"Daren Li is right," Liu Muwa nodded stiffly.

The others breathed a sigh of relief; one had taken responsibility, and the other hadn't pursued the matter—this was the best thing that could happen in officialdom.

Jing Guan smiled and said, "I also want to apologize to Liu and everyone in the Ministry of Works. I was too hasty at the time and spoke without thinking. Now that I think about it, it's really nothing serious. At most, it's just Annual Fate. I'll just be more careful next time."

A thought struck Li Qingxian: Could it be that someone among them Fortune?

Therefore, during the ensuing conversation, Li Qingxian secretly used the Dragon Appears Aura technique.

First, look at Liu Muwa.

Li Qingxian had assumed that since the man was Principal Fifth Rank, he wouldn't be able to see anything without expending his Fortune Fish. However, he was surprised to find that the man was completely unprepared and had seen him.

An official seal hovered above his head, slightly upturned.

The official seal represents the "Lin Guan" (临官) among the four auspicious symbols. The upward curve represents "Deng Tang" (登堂), one of the three aspects of "Lin Guan," indicating that Liu Muwa is in a good upward trend.

If there's no problem with Fortune, then there's basically no major issue. This kind of high-ranking official's Fate Mold surpasses that of Wei Yong, the Director of the Finance Office. To enter the Fate Mansion, one needs at least three Fortune Fish. Unless there are special circumstances, there's no need to look into it.

Li Qingxian glanced at Zhou Chunfeng's Fortune again.

Like Liu Muwa, Uncle Zhou was indeed not on guard against him, and he could see his Fortune without consuming the Fortune Fish. His Fortune was the "Advancing in Emolument of Taking Office Appointment," and its upward trend was even better.

Seeing Uncle Zhou's Spring Breeze, Li Qingxian knew there was no need to look at his Fate Mold.

A man as famous as Zhou Chunfeng has an extremely strong Fate Mold; it would be impossible for seven or eight Fortune Fish to enter his Fate Mansion.

I really look down on them.

Li Qingxian then read Luo Jing and Jing Guan. One Heretical Cultivator from the Ministry of Ministry of Revenue, and the other was a Martial Cultivator from Taking Office Entering the Hall and their upward trend was obvious.

Li Qingxian was puzzled.

"The only five of us directly affected here are the others. The other four have no problems with their Fortune, so where does the problem lie? Is it really just an accident?"

Li Qingxian racked his brains but still couldn't figure it out.

In the afternoon, after discussing and finalizing the new plan, Liu Muwa began using the Hundred Crafts Furnace to rebuild Cell No. 3.

Zhou Chunfeng left to handle matters concerning the Divine Capital Office.

Inside the jailer's cell, Li Qingxian was completely baffled.

Luo Jing walked over and said, "Five hundred taels of gold and four hundred taels of silver are ready. They're with Duan Heng the door. You can make the Fate Artifact anytime."

Li Qingxian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Why are you so focused on those four? How could you forget about yourself?

I'm just a poor, dilapidated house with zero Fate Mold.

My Fate Mold should have been neither good nor bad, but I offended Wei Yong and Ye Han, among others, and now that Ye Han's strength has increased and his Fate Mold has been strengthened, I will inevitably be affected.

"It seems I need to hurry up and forge my own Fate Mold! First, I'll refine the Fate Fishing Rod, Life Buying and fish for fate."

As Li Qingxian walked out, he said, "Tell Liu to follow the plan. I need to cultivate my Fate Artifact and Fate Arts these next few days, so don't call me unless it's important."

Li Qingxian lifted the large package from Duan Heng's feet. Five hundred taels of gold would be a heavy burden for an ordinary person, but after taking the Flood Dragon Transformation Pill and undergoing the tempering of his body by heavenly lightning, this thing was no different from a blade of grass to Li Qingxian.

Luo Jing shouted, "If you have a way, get some Spirit Metal. Don't come looking for me, I really don't have any."

Li Qingxian stopped and turned around, saying, "If I give you another life, get me some Spirit Metal."

Luo Jing said, both amused and exasperated, "I really don't have that. I'm not qualified to use it unless I'm at the Middle Three Ranks."

Spirit Metal is a magical metal used to forge magical artifacts. It can be combined with various powers, and the more Spirit Metal a artifact contains, the better it is.

However, Spirit Metal is expensive and extremely rare, and can only be bought and sold in spirit markets frequented by cultivators.

Li Qingxian took stock of what he had on hand.

Five hundred taels of gold cannot be touched, two hundred taels of silver cannot be touched, and the remaining two hundred taels plus the few coins of silver on my person are not enough to buy even one coin of Spirit Metal.

One qian of Spirit Metal, one thousand taels of silver.

The Fate Fishing Rod needs to be infused with at least ten coins of Spirit Metal.

At this moment, Liu Muwa walked over and asked, "Qingxian, how much Spirit Metal do you need?"

"Ten coins," Li Qingxian said casually.

"Then."

Then Liu Muwa reached into his Luck Silver-Fish Pouch and tossed something over.

Li Qingxian took it and saw a small, transparent, colorless glass bottle, no bigger than a thumb. Ten black metal particles, each the size of a grain of sand, were scattered at the bottom of the bottle, emitting a faint, multicolored glow.

"Daren Liu..." Li Qingxian looked at Liu Muwa in surprise.

"Remember to return what I borrowed. I'm busy now," Liu Muwa said, turning and leaving.

Li Qingxian looked at the skull shrouded in black mist above his head and said loudly, "Thank you, Daren Liu."

Liu Muwa waved his hand and continued working on rebuilding the distillery.

Luo Jing glanced at the small bottle with envy and said, "A Middle Rank official is indeed different."

Li Qingxian held the bottle, raised it towards the sunlight, and looked up to observe; a beautiful halo of light shimmered inside the bottle.

Li Qingxian smiled and said, "Brother Han, Yu Ping, let's go back."

Han Anbo said, "Yu Ping wasn't up when we left."

"Oh, I forgot."

When the two returned to Jia-Nine Office, they found Yu Ping asleep on the bed, and Li Qingxian slapped his fat buttocks.

Snap!

My palm sank in about half a foot, then bounced back.

"Hmm? Hmm?" Yu Ping groggily got up.

"Brother Han, I'll make a list. You can buy the Fate Material listed on it for me. I reckon you know them inside and out. There are a few things that are generally unavailable to ordinary people. Yu Ping, could you borrow two porcelain bowls for me, the big kind? And have them stand guard at the door. I need to refine Fate Artifact."

"Great!" Yu Ping's eyes widened.

Li Qingxian made a list, and Han Anbo took it and read it aloud word by word to check it.

After verifying that everything was correct, Li Qingxian took out 380 taels of silver notes and 20 taels of loose silver from the bundle given to him by Luo Jing. He kept 80 taels of silver notes and 20 taels of loose silver for himself and handed the remaining 300 taels of silver notes to Han Anbo.

"Didn't you say two hundred taels would be about right?"

"Two hundred taels are for the Life Buying materials. The other one hundred taels are for you. I often ask you to do things for me. Some of the money can be paid through the official account, but some small amounts are difficult to pay through the official account, and you'd be too embarrassed to ask me for it. Besides, you can't ask someone for help for nothing. Just use it as you see fit."

Han Anbo nodded, put away the silver notes, and left Jia-Nine Office.