After getting up, Chen Miao went down to the basement to check on the Soul-Sealing Memorial Tablet again.
After the surge of yang energy at dawn, more than half the yin energy in the basement had vanished. This made Chen Miao realize that the formation of yin ground might not have much to do with being cut off from sunlight. There could be even stricter conditions.
Perhaps for people like Zhong Cai, the location of every patch of yin ground was a precious resource.
And these precious resources could be passed down. The longer that continued, the more such resources they would likely have at their disposal.
But that was only the general situation.
There were probably others like Chen Miao who used the Soul-Calming Scripture to create yin ground, but he had no idea how many.
After checking the concentration of yin energy within the Soul-Suppressing Field and confirming that its amount had not decreased, Chen Miao packed up his things. He put all the Talisman Drawing materials Xiang Shang had prepared for himself into his bag and took them.
His own supplies were almost used up anyway, and Xiang Shang had no use for his at the moment.
When he went upstairs and saw that Xiang Shang was awake, Chen Miao transferred thirty thousand to him.
Seeing the money, the still-groggy Xiang Shang was utterly baffled.
"What's this money for?"
"I took all the Talisman Seal materials in your basement. Buy yourself another batch."
Xiang Shang looked completely confused.
"If you're going to do that, shouldn't I transfer you a fee for taking me as your apprentice?"
Chen Miao laughed.
"Those are separate matters. If these materials were something you produced yourself, I wouldn't stand on ceremony."
"Just like you didn't stand on ceremony once you learned I