Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

My mana is completely depleted.

The medicinal power of the external elixir was also completely depleted after one transformation.

After leaving the cafeteria, Wang Quan sought out the cultivators to study the goose eggs.

The group of cultivators scratched their heads, but couldn't figure it out.

Seeing this, Wang Quan said, "You all take your time with your research. I'll go back to the first layer of the world to replenish my mana!"

"By the way, remember to have the monks who gather sunlight worship the Great Sun."

"With more frequent worship, they can collect sunlight more efficiently; it's a way to reduce costs indirectly."

The cultivators nodded: "No problem!"

Offering sacrifices on the great day only requires three sticks of incense, costs no money, and only wastes the worshipper's time.

It's no big deal for them.

"But we need to study this goose egg more carefully."

Wang Quan nodded: "If we can research it, we will. If we can't figure it out, we'll find a hen or a goose spirit to see if we can hatch it."

Everyone nodded.

As time passed, the king continued to enter and exit the second layer of the world, cleaning up the evil in the dining hall time and time again.

As he worked hard during this period, fewer and fewer dishes, tables, chairs, pots and pans in the canteen were able to escape his illusion.

In this way, cleaning efficiency is continuously improved.

But strangely, the original essence of the cafeteria seems to have never diminished.

The remaining evil not only retained its original power, but some of it even grew stronger.

As dusk fell, Wang Quan prepared to return to the real world to bathe and change clothes, and then practice the "Yu Meiren" technique with Ying Jiaren to increase the number of Taoist scriptures.

As a result, the monk who was studying the goose eggs ran over excitedly: "Brother Sahua, good news!"

"We've discovered the use of these goose eggs."

Wang Quan's eyes lit up, quite excited: "What's the use?"

The monk exclaimed excitedly, "When the egg gets close to it, it can turn into a goose egg!"

As they were talking, a monk approached with a pile of eggs.

After ten breaths, the pile of eggs indeed turned into goose eggs.

However, the newly mutated goose eggs were slightly smaller.

Royal power.....

"So... does that mean I can use the money I would spend on chicken eggs to buy goose eggs in the future?"

"Will I get rich by selling goose eggs? Become a goose egg vendor?"

The cultivator chuckled, "Uh, fellow Daoist, although making money this way is a bit slow, it's still a steady stream of extra income!"

Wang Quan raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

He didn't want to be a goose egg vendor and earn such a paltry sum.

Instead of wasting time, it would be better to cultivate a magical power and sell it for money.

The cultivator coughed and quickly said, "We studied these mutated goose eggs, and they can replenish qi and blood, with effects equivalent to the best secret medicines for top martial artists."

"If sold to martial artists, it can help them quickly improve and restore their qi and blood, and then produce more essence blood, thereby increasing the overall output of the blood extraction chain."

"Brother Dao, think about it. If martial artists produce more blood, then lower-level cultivators will get more blood."

"Their strength will also improve faster!"

"Ultimately, the more cultivators will enter the second layer of the world!"

"There will also be more spells and artifacts that use blood as a raw material."

Ultimately, the overall strength of the House of Commons will increase.

"Brother Sahua, this is no ordinary goose egg. This is a goose egg that can change the landscape of the Lower Academy."

"Whoever controls this goose egg will fundamentally control the blood supply chain and the overall trend."

Wang Quan looked at the goose eggs, then at the excited monks.

He actually felt that what the other person said made sense?

"But... how many goose eggs can this thing convert in a day?"

The monk quickly replied, "According to our calculations, we can convert 100,000 goose eggs in a day and a night."

"This is a top-grade secret medicine used by 100,000 martial artists!"

"If used for personal purposes, it can directly train 100,000 innate martial artists; if sold, it can fetch a million Qingfu."

"Brother Dao, you've struck it rich!"

Hearing what the other person said, it seemed like I really had struck it rich.

But... he didn't have time to deal with the goose egg!

At this moment, the cultivator chuckled, "Brother Scattering Flowers, I wonder if you would be so kind as to part with these goose eggs and hand them over to my family to manage?"

"I guarantee I'll give you 900,000 Qingfu a day."

"I earn a meager living from this, and I also take the opportunity to use the goose eggs to train some martial artists for the family."

Wang Quan shook his head: "Wait a moment, let me ask a few friends to see if they are interested in doing it."

"good!"

call out!

Wang Quan returned to reality and then contacted the round-faced Taoist nun and Ying Jiaren.

He messaged the round-faced Taoist nun, but she didn't respond immediately; instead, Ying Jiaren replied right away: "Not interested!"

"Thanks!"

Wang Quan..... "Good!"

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the round-faced Taoist nun replied: "I don't have time for this right now."

"If you have time, you can do it!"

Wang Quan: "But it takes up a lot of time!"

He needs to practice magic to make money, practice techniques, eliminate evil, and prepare for foundation building, learning magic and Taoist scriptures.

The round-faced Taoist nun said, "If those goose eggs can really feed 100,000 martial artists, I think it's better for you to keep them for yourself."

Wang Quan was puzzled: "You want me to train martial artists?"

"Martial artists... seem to only be able to provide blood of average quality. Could it be that 100,000 martial artists could really break and control the so-called blood supply chain?"

The round-faced Taoist nun sighed.

In all the years she had known Wang Quan, she had never seen this man suffer or endure hardship.

This man made rapid progress and had everything go smoothly, completely unaware of the cultivation methods and hardships of ordinary cultivators.

As for the situation and purpose of martial artists, he was even less clear.

She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "If you can control 100,000 innate martial artists, they can sell their blood to make money while they are alive; they can also cultivate special techniques to strengthen their internal organs and limbs."

"Once they reach a certain age, their organs can be harvested to make money."

"If you recruit a few more cultivators who are proficient in creation and limb regeneration spells, you can select the best from among many martial artists and continuously produce high-quality organs and limbs."

"When their lives come to an end, their flesh and blood can be sold for money to exchange for resources!"

"And their bones are the best materials for all bone-based spells."

"If you find making money this way too slow and troublesome, then you can train martial artists in batches and then sell them to other families, organizations, or individuals."

"One hundred thousand martial artists will not only disrupt the blood supply chain, but also the entire materials market."

"Once everything is set up, the wealth and influence that this goose egg can bring you every day is far beyond what a mere million Qingfu can provide."

Wang Quan pondered for a moment: "Can this lower courtyard absorb 100,000 martial artists in the short term?"

The round-faced Taoist nun chuckled.

"You can think of the House of Commons as a country facing famine."

"And those innate martial artists are just a bunch of fat pigs!"

"How many fat pigs do you think you need to invest to prevent an empire from suffering famine?"

Wang Quan pondered, "If goose eggs really have such good effects, then how long would it take to cultivate an ordinary person into a Xiantian martial artist?"

The round-faced Taoist nun answered without hesitation, "About half a year."

Wang Quan nodded: "Okay, I know what to do."

Round-faced Taoist nun: "Hmm!"

After a short while, Wang Quanyang entered the second layer of the world.

Then he saw the monk who had discovered the goose egg effect looking anxious.

Upon seeing him appear, the other party hurried over: "Fellow Daoist, what's your decision?"