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Chapter 182: Pressing Concerns

    Chapter 182: Pressing Concerns


    <span style="font-weight:400">Troubled by Li Lang’s flimsy reply, Wei Ping continued.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If i-it’ll be an issue with your ns, I can stay.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. I was the one saying we should focus on our cultivation. If you feel that taking a trip is what you need, then it’s not fair for me to stop you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But don’t y-you need help with the start of another round of testing?” Wei Ping said with eyes turned to the children they had recruited.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’ll mostly be cultivation techniques, not administering an untested drug. I’ll manage, so don’t worry.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The trio soon finished their discussion, and Wei Ping returned inside the Skyrunner. He found the children merrily chatting among the little cliques they had formed. Underneath his mask, he smiled at the scene, but that quickly changed to a frown when he saw one of the kids sitting alone in the corner.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was inevitable that not all the children got along with each other. Cliques naturally formed, centered around the more outgoing, charismatic, or knowledgeable among them. In turn, it was inevitable there were outcasts, too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing this, Wei Ping strode over and sat by the lonely boy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“H-hey, did you enjoy the trip?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Um, yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha, there’s n-no need to forcefully say yes. It’s n-normal for people to enjoy different things.” The boy awkwardly nced down without a word, so Wei Ping continued. ”One day you’ll be a-able to get your own Skyrunner, and you’ll be able to make these trips yourself. Then y-you’ll be able to control where you go.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once again, the boy didn’t reply, but glitters could be seen in his eyes. He finally revealed a smile as he nodded toward Wei Ping to show his appreciation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The scene made Wei Ping thoughtful, and the two shared a moment of silence while the spirited chatter continued all around them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, the group made it back to Emberglow City after some time. They had to use their old Skyrunner to carry so many people, so it took them some time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Theynded on one of the open squares within the city and navigated through the streets with ease. With the city being their ce of residence, they naturally were familiar with itsyout. They didn’t need to ask anyone for directions and arrived at one of many inns in the city.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    <span style="font-weight:400">As they had yet to find a more permanent ce to stay, they would be temporarily staying in inns.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After the long journey home, all of them were exhausted. The children were separated into four people per room, and today, they didn’t even fight for the beds before they all fell asleep together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only the trio, who were now proper adults in this world, managed to stay awake.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Both Long Yi and Wei Ping were hard at work, cultivating and practicing their various techniques. One had to prepare to face a major breakthrough while the other prepared for his journey. In a sense, they were both life and death matters. Neither of them could afford to ck off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Meanwhile, Li Lang naturally was ying with his Weave Press.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now that he hadpleted this artifact, it was time to put it to good use. Despite having earned arge sum from betting, he knew he couldn’t rely solely on it. He needed a stable source of ie, especially having taken in a dozen kids.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the same time, he didn’t forget to record the asional talisman produced as well. He wanted to observe how his artifact did, searching for any variance between talismans. There was also the matter of the artifact spirit he created. Unfortunately, he didn’t have another Mortal-grade artifact topare to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Within one night, he gathered a cache of useful data to n out the nascent talisman empire he was building. He recorded that the Weave Press could print out approximately three hundred talismans per hour. However, it needed to take a two-hour break every hour. He couldn’t figure out the exact reason why, so he went to visit the only spirit he could converse with at the moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ruby, do artifact spirits ever feel fatigued?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master, I think it’s possible, but high-performance spirits like me have the energy to work for years without a break!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I thought you guys were fine as long as there’s enough ambient energy to power you. Isn’t that how the three controlling the Crucible work?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm, I’m not exactly sure of the underlying reason, but I don’t think Master shouldpare a Spirit-grade artifact with a Mortal-grade one.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then does that mean a Mortal-grade one, like the one controlling the Weave Press, can only operate for an hour continuously? No, it should be unique to each artifact and its functions. Otherwise, it would make no sense for weapons to only work for an hour.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t time for Li Lang to dwell on such details, so he quickly moved on. Three hundred talisman per hour was plenty. It was speed that made it hard for him to keep up with the materials. The final products also had issues with their quality.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Having to use Li Lang’s rediscovered method of using mono-elemental inks due to the limitation, the performance of the final product paled inparison with handmade ones. Practically all talismans in modern times used the multi-elemental ink for good reason. It was an overall improvement, an advancement in brushweaving technology.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I doubt talismans working at half the efficiency would fetch a good price, but I have the advantage in quantity. There should be numerous merchants at the very least who would rejoice at an economical way to travel.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master, you can also try training the artifact spirit to handle using the normal ink. Blue, Orange, and Green would likely know more about the specific method with their big library.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“As excited as I am to do that. I’ll save it for another time. I have to start finding stores to sell our talismans tomorrow, find a ce to settle in, ande up with an education n for the kids. It’s not so easy if Wei Ping is leaving. I’ll need to set up a system for them to report to me their results.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Therge workload had gotten Li Lang to stay in his artifact realm for longer periods of time. He liked having someone to converse with while he worked, and Ruby served in that role.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s see. As much as I want what’s good for the kids, I’ll want to rush them along, so they can help explore how to reach the Foundation Establishment realm for me. That means I’ll have to sacrifice their martial arts and Qi arts training in exchange for cultivation speed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t that fine, Master? None of your opponents so far practiced too many techniques so far. There’s nothing wrong with sticking to the basics.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It still feels wrong. The three of us trained for years inside the pocket realm, honing our moves. Forcing them to advance so quickly without the skills to exert their power shouldn’t be something that’s good for them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Left with that uneasiness, Li Lang soonpleted collecting what he needed for the next day and quickly fell asleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The next day, he found Wei Ping and Long Yi already gone, likely to take care of the children and start their sses as nned. As for him, he went out to begin negotiating with the talisman stores in town.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking for business partners that could sell therge quantities he could produce, he naturally went to a store belonging to a fellow member of The Orchid Covenant. The storefront wasn’t onlyrge, but it also had multiple stores throughout the city and beyond.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It belonged to Elder Mei, who he previously visited in search of a brushweaving teacher.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He shed his token, identifying himself as someone from the same organization to the store clerk. A momentter, an elderly man walked out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Apologies, Sir. Master Mei is not here right now. Would you like to leave a message?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s fine. I’m actually here to discuss if your stores are willing to sell some of my talismans. I happen to have arge quantity of Warding Talismans I can regrly provide at low prices.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m afraid we only sell works we’ve produced in-house. You may want to try other stores if selling is your goal.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Li Lang only took a moment to deliberate before nodding. He had seen numerous disciples under the tutge of Elder Mei before. He remembered they had a sizable workforce dedicated to producing talismans, so it wasn’t surprising they only sold their own work.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With no other choice, he exited the stores and began scouring the streets for other talisman stores. As a vibrant city with arge poption, Emberglow City had dozens of other stores.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Excuse me, can I please speak to your manager?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He used this line dozens of times throughout the day, but never received a positive reply. None of the stores were willing to carry such arge quantity of subpar products, as they each had their suppliers already sorted out. It was just more profitable for most businesses to produce themselves or deal with higher-grade items withrger profit margins.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Do I really have to start my own store already? A store that only sells one type of talisman, or maybe a few more, but they’ll still be all Mortal-grade. If only the Weave Press was an Earth-grade artifact. Then maybe the stores would be more receptive to Earth-grade talismans.</em>
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