The next day, Jiang Yan woke very early.
He had not slept in a long time, and after this rest, he felt far more comfortable than he usually did after sitting in meditation and cultivating.
He got out of bed and could not help stretching, his muscles and bones crackling all over with the movement.
His eyes were full of sharp vigor and looked exceptionally bright.
"Jinbao, Yanbao, time to go."
He pushed open the window and looked outside. The sun had risen, and quite a few people were already coming and going along the street.
Jiang Yan called to the two spirit beasts and took the lead downstairs.
He rode Yanbao toward the Market, encountering nothing along the way.
When he reached the Many Treasures Tower, the same shopkeeper came forward to greet him, clearly still remembering this distinguished disciple of a sixth-grade master.
"You're here, honored guest. Please, have a seat."
Jiang Yan sat down, waved away the offer of tea, and first took out a slip of paper and handed it over.
"Shopkeeper, your Many Treasures Tower should have these spiritual materials, shouldn't it?"
Taking the paper Jiang Yan handed him, the shopkeeper lowered his head and checked the items one by one.
"We have all these materials in stock.
"It's just that silver mercury and black tin are rarely used, so we don't have such large quantities on hand. But we can have the silver mercury transferred here in half a month."
"What about the black tin?"
Jiang Yan frowned at this. To think that such a large Many Treasures Tower could not gather these materials?
"Well..."
The shopkeeper could not help shaking his head with a wry smile.
"According to your requirements, you need enough black tin to fill a cauldron half a person tall