Standing there, Wang Qingxuan hesitated. Among the positive Taoist spells, there were many, but Extreme Yang was extremely rare. The only one he mastered was the Thunder in His Palm. Given his level of cultivation, the power within a ten-meter range was somewhat precarious, even more so than for Chen Xuance.

Chen Xuance spoke up at this moment, "Qingxuan, either you can do it or you can't. Don't dilly-dally like a woman."

While urging verbally, he blinked his eyes quickly at Wang Qingxuan.

Wang Qingxuan understood Chen Xuance's gaze.

Gritting his teeth, he straightforwardly said to Li Gou, "Sir, our sect has a spell called Thunder in the Palm, which is a form of Extreme Yang. Of course, it's a bit different from what you're familiar with, less powerful but still extremely Yang."

"How do you need us to cooperate? Tell us any requirements," Li Gou said, fully committing himself.

Seeking reinforcements from the capital would take a day, and considering the current focus of the capital's Constable's Office was on the Underworld Road, there was no way they could help in time. By the time the reinforcements arrived, Clear River County might be lost.

This was a demonic entity, beyond the realms of heaven and earth, a demon that divine beings detested, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation!

Furthermore, they didn't know the specific type of demon; among demons, less than ten percent possessed higher intelligence, while the rest had only one consciousness: to kill endlessly.

Reasoning with them was futile, and threats were useless. Apart from killing them, there was no other way. If you couldn't kill them, you had to wait for them to kill you.

Wang Qingxuan didn't hold back either. His supreme commander had spoken; what were they waiting for?

So, he opened his mouth and said, "Cinnabar, a large amount of cinnabar! High-grade! Mid-grade will do too, the more, the better!"

Li Gou turned to look at the steward, and the implication was evident. This was Clear River County's matter. If Clear River County was gone, there would be no more farming for your Prince Ning's mansion.

At this moment, Steward Xiao Erxian was in great agony. High-grade cinnabar was equivalent to gold! He couldn't help but ask, "Can't we seek help from the capital?"

Li Gou chuckled. At this point, he wasn't going to be polite with the steward. He coldly said, "If you want money, wait until Clear River County is gone. You figure it out yourself."

Hearing this, the steward weighed the pros and cons and made a decision. He immediately instructed his subordinates to collect cinnabar throughout the city. Not collecting wouldn't work. The people in front of him were already preparing to leave; they were ready to go.

The person leading the horse was none other than the mischievous Chen Xuance.

Steward Xiao Erxian himself headed straight for Clear River County's yamen. This wasn't a matter for his family alone; the magistrate of Clear River County was there to solve common issues.

A little over an hour later, all the cinnabar from various pharmacies and wealthy households in Clear River County, regardless of quality, was transported to Prince Ning's mansion, standing in front of Li Gou in the livestock enclosure.

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"Qingxuan, is it enough?" Seeing batches of cinnabar being brought over, Li Gou didn't have time to worry about exploiting the steward's wealth. The urgent matter at hand was to kill this 'demon.'

Wang Qingxuan didn't hold back either. He walked up boldly, picked and chose, placing the good-quality cinnabar in one pile, the medium-quality in another, and the completely unusable and worthless ones back in front of the steward.

After that, he handed the good-quality pile, with around a dozen or so taels of cinnabar, to San Zang.

Then, he distributed the medium-quality to the members of the Constable's Office, skillfully allocating them. Each new member received around two to three taels, while the old members received one to two jin. Chen Xuance received four jin, and Li Gou received at least six jin.

For medium-quality cinnabar, two taels could be exchanged for one tael of silver.

After the distribution, Wang Qingxuan bowed to Li Gou and said, "Sir, the Xuan Character Number One Formation! Thank you all for your hard work!"

While speaking, he kept blinking his eyes repeatedly.

Chen Xuance had figured out this little trick and was now being completely transparent about it.

Li Gou had seen through it at the time and thought, "This Taoist does things in a sophisticated manner!"

"Damn, the Xuan Character Number One Formation? I've never heard of this thing."

The old folks were all shrewd individuals, and they could tell that Wang Qingxuan was seeking benefits for them. They all expressed their willingness to go all out.

For the newcomers, however, they were baffled. The Xuan Character Number One Formation? We haven't learned that. Did someone give you a leg up?

There was a particularly confused newcomer who was about to question, but an astute old man beside him quickly stopped him.

Li Gou put away his share without lingering and immediately arranged for everyone, excluding Wang Qingxuan and San Zang, to set up the Bloodthirst Formation.

This formation was known to everyone in the Constable's Office and was used when circumstances were dire.

Without assigning San Zang any task, Li Gou observed Wang Qingxuan's and San Zang's actions. The two of them were indeed up to something big.

The newcomers were already posturing, and the old folks no longer had the smiles they had when receiving their share.

Facing death directly wasn't easy. They could face it calmly when necessary, but that didn't mean they wouldn't fear it.

These were unnamed heroes standing in the shadows. None of them was fleeing at this critical moment.

San Zang wasn't showing the same nearly dying expression as the others at the moment. Holding high-grade cinnabar in his hands, he chose seven locations in the exact south of where the black ox stood and began digging holes.

Without using a hoe or shovel, relying only on his bare hands, he dug holes half a foot deep in the hard ground.

The others were stunned by this sight. Who would have thought that this mute and the ox-nosed fellow had such capabilities?

Some old folks were ready to talk to Li Gou about seeing if they could recruit these two for their team. Didn't the Taoist give twice the amount of cinnabar to Chen Xuance during the distribution?

In no time, San Zang, who had buried the cinnabar, returned to Wang Qingxuan's side and nodded.

Wang Qingxuan was a bit uneasy and asked, "No problem?"

San Zang gave him an annoyed look without bothering to say anything.

"Seven Stars?" Wang Qingxuan insisted.

Reluctantly, San Zang nodded. Only then did Wang Qingxuan relax a bit.

This was one of the formations inherited from Sha Sheng Monastery. It had no killing power, but it had amplification. The secret technique, Seven Stars Gathering Yang, utilized the star power of the Great Dipper to drop the power of the Chen Great Star. Then, by leveraging the property of the Chen Great Star's star power, which was slightly Yin, it countered the pure Yang energy drawn from the cinnabar.

At this moment, the sun had not yet set, making it the world of the Golden Crow.

After the pure Yang energy covered the Yin characteristic star power, the residual Yang energy would then disperse. Creating a pure Yang environment artificially greatly boosted the effectiveness of the Taoist's Thunder in the Palm.

This was the reason he had agreed to take on this task.

Although the formation had no killing power, it had amplification. Now, with the high-grade cinnabar, his Thunder in the Palm could be twice as powerful.

Estimating, should be no problem, right? He couldn't be certain. At this point, he could only bury his head and proceed.

Seeing that the Taoist didn't ask any more questions, San Zang adjusted his angle, bent down, and knocked his bald head against the ground.

A beam of sunlight, reflected by the bald head, shot directly into the first point that San Zang had dug in the distance.

Then, seven spoon-shaped points lit up sequentially, and a crimson light rose from the ground, reaching over half a meter high.