And they have also created a similar canyon.

Unfortunately, the standardized weapons haven't been popularized here, missing a critical link, leading to it not being very popular and becoming a niche activity.

Apparently, the Human Race and the Sea Race are still negotiating recently. The Human Race, being arrogant for too long, cannot accept the reality of not being able to produce standardized weapons and needing to purchase a large number of low-tier weapons from the Sea Race.

Because the domestic market's low-end weapons were heavily impacted, they imposed high tariffs to increase their competitiveness and took the opportunity to study setting up their own standardized weapon factories.

In Ning Zheng's eyes...

This is a matter of inexplicable dignity acting up.

Over here, the new Magic Coins are exported to the Sea Race.

Over there, the new standardized Magical Artifacts are exported to the Human Race.

Clearly, there is mutual balance, but the Human Race just can't stand it.

While the Human Race is arrogant, the Sea Race is also discontented.

They refuse to use the new Magic Coins and continue using Tear Stones and outdated Magic Coins.

"Sigh, these new Magic Coins, new standardized weapons, are all my doing, and you guys fighting internally makes it difficult for me."

Ning Zheng took a round, tried to show his face as usual as much as possible.

He suddenly thought: Being exiled by the Ancient Bronze Emperor provides an opportunity to cleanse Xirong's suspicion off himself.

After all, in the eyes of that mastermind, he successfully exiled the Ancient King of Embers, while the Xirong Manor Master here showed up.

Obviously, they have no relation.

Although Ning Zheng was also confident he had hidden well before, these cunning big shots should still not be underestimated.

After touring around, Ning Zheng arrived at the Sword Fairy's office; she and Dizzy were working, with a group of devoted Human Race management under Xirong.

This place has developed for over a hundred years, with far more true followers than the Bone Demon Royal City.

"Greetings, my lord."

"Greetings, Xirong lord!"

Just stepping into the office, some cultivators looked at Ning Zheng with fervent eyes.

Ning Zheng warmly greeted them, then went with the Sword Fairy to a reserved place, a treasure vault managed by Xirong.

The secured treasure vault is shielded from the outside world.

The surroundings were filled with various Divine Gold treasure materials, strings of new-style Magic Coins, and a beautiful painting on the vault's wall.

The painting is lifelike, renowned as the "Bone King's Coronation Painting."

It depicts the scene of the Bone King's coronation day, swearing oaths, climbing the Dragon Ladder, sitting on the Throne, draped in Dragon skin, fighting a battle against the furious and aggressive Dragon Race.

Medical Fairy, logging into the Sword Fairy's alias account, commented:

"Sigh, I was watching the scene from the sidelines when a painter gave this to me. I found the painting so beautiful that I brought it back to put in the treasure vault. Nobody knew that guy was the mastermind at the time."

"This painting has much significance."

She secretly communicated, afraid to speak out loud, fearing this painting might also be another kind of Divine Window spying over here.

She wouldn't dare pee facing this thing.

If the other side gets enraged again, what if they get us removed?

Ning Zheng nodded, also communicating: "Just leave it here; we're here to inventory the stocks, not to specially view the painting."

The Sword Fairy surely understood how to hide, playing the role of a skilled ironsmith, quickly and generously presenting the stock, letting the Xirong Manor Master inventory the materials, talking about management status.

Ning Zheng occasionally echoed back a couple of responses.

He secretly observed this painting, carefully sensing, and indeed found something wrong.

This painting, although not possessing the function of a Divine Window, seemed like an alternative window intended for spying... hang it wherever, and it spies on wherever.

Truly evil-hearted.

Being spied on in the secured treasure vault is a deadly threat.

However, Ning Zheng wouldn't touch this painting to avoid suspicion. After all, it's just the apparent treasure vault; why would the painter be so poor as to be interested in my few trifles?

Having seen this painting once, Ning Zheng left, pondering deeply:

"This painting has something significant about it, subtly in line with that person's Divine Techniques, and might provide some clues worth researching."

"But my current Realm is still low; once I break through to the Self-Transformation Realm, I can return to study the painting."

"The painting he left... might be a breakthrough point, as long as my luck holds, even from a strand, I could potentially trace back to useful clues."

Leaving the treasure vault, Ning Zheng told the Sword Fairy: "This time, we've disastrously lost a camp; we need to accelerate construction, make them worship the statues more."

Ning Zheng now needed plenty of Qi Fortune.

"I understand." The Sword Fairy also felt the crisis, "We have been propagating the End Times theories, creating panic using the Ember narratives, making them more devoted to worshipping the Xirong statues."

Ning Zheng nodded.

His empty Qi Fortune Value felt too uncomfortable!

He had to earn it back rapidly; otherwise, he'd feel uneasy facing any situation.

...

Time silently passed,

The days since the attack on the Imperial Mausoleum had vanished in the blink of an eye. During this period, nothing happened, and Ning Zheng hid, observing from the shadows, resting and recuperating.

Ning Zheng faintly speculated why the painter had no actions:

"He should be overwhelmed by the ironsmiths, constantly engaged in mental games with them. If he could even mind outside matters, it would surely be notable."

After all, the Adventure Town is about to open, and the agreed-upon one tomb per month is about to come; everyone is preparing for the second tomb-raiding!

How would he not hastily check for breaches and conduct special training for the ironsmiths to masquerade, maintaining his prestige?

On this, Ning Zheng felt akin sympathy.

Outwardly cold and charismatic, inwardly dashing in all directions.

He too was previously disguising, running through several sets to keep the mystique in front of the world, hiding his identity.

Motivating morale as Xirong Manor Master, inspiring as the Bone King, then coming in as the Ancient Bronze Demon God to demoralize them.

We were all secretly sweating profusely!

Maintaining prestige is no easy task.

Thinking of this, it was apparent that the ironsmiths had also realized it, starting to complain more sharply:

"Why did Old Deng take over our stronghold, and after such commotion, suddenly there was no movement?"

"Could he have been muddled by the ironsmiths?"

"Hahaha, you thought he won, but actually, he was defeated by us! Defeated by our superior intellect!"

"I see him almost turning into a babysitter, patching up gaps everywhere, I can already imagine him angrily reprimanding and educating those ironsmiths."

"He seems just like the old steward we encountered initially."

"Ancient eternal Divine Beings, mysteriously powerful, full of prestige, actually like the little Fairy, still needing to relieve themselves secretly. And here he is secretly acting as a nursery babysitter... I'm disillusioned instantly."

...

The ironsmiths were eager, ready to plunge into the tombs, eager to see how those fake leek impersonating us were managing our tomb instances!

Thinking about it, it indeed seemed rather interesting.

Turning against ourselves, fiercely ambushing our replicas once.

And within these seven days, Bone Demon Royal City, Ximen cities, all began announcing the End Times theories.

Various major forces didn't care, and even they themselves were propagating.

After all, recently, the Embers Disaster erupted, and the Pseudo-human Calamity lurked among the people.

Internal concerns with the Pseudo-human Calamity.

External threats with the Embers Disaster.

Under the internal and external crises, everyone was rapidly advancing.

The pressure of death drives the development of civilization.

The ironsmiths, having been beaten, with the Manor Master gone again, were now calming down once more, and all the institutions within the manor began researching various projects.

The ironsmith shops continued studying Free Will Immortal Artifacts.

The Spirit Farmer area researched new loot, replicated Spiritual Roots, and prepared the cyclic Spiritual Roots of the Five Elements for Ning Zheng.

And other players started a big upgrade!

Upon confirming no issues with replicating Spiritual Roots, the first wave of replicated Spiritual Roots ironsmiths began emerging.

In the future, replicating Spiritual Roots will become one of their main cores, quickly replicating, upgrading, allowing them to swiftly break through to the Four Viscera Realm and even the Three Elements Realm.

However, because they didn't bring out the heritage statues of the Divine Statue Dynasty, when they were attacked, they could only make their own statues.

They captured some prodigies of the Five-Body Realm, Four Viscera Realm, and even a powerhouse in the Three Elements Realm.

But they weren't satisfied with these stock quality, so they had to replicate them first, and await capturing more significant figures to update later versions.

A rather amusing cultivation upgrade game, capturing Pocket Monsters for replication, becoming the versatile Ditto themselves.

At this moment.

The old steward was visiting the new Profession Hall.

"Is this the newly divided profession area?"