At this moment, Eunuch De, holding Shang Xiche's edict, ordered the guards to open the gates of the national treasury.
Looking at the rows of tall shelves in the hall, filled with dazzling and precious items, Ji Fengyao clenched her little fists excitedly and hurriedly howled at Shang Xiye, "Alright then, Your Highness, please wait here a little longer. I need to carefully select some items, which will definitely take a lot of effort."
Before the words were even finished, the person had already darted into the main hall, circled around the many tall wooden frames, and disappeared.
The guards on duty: "..."
Grandpa De: "..."
Carefully selected?
Will it take even longer?
I have this ominous feeling that I've let a mouse into the rice jar. I hope nothing bad will happen.
Eunuch De and the guards exchanged glances, each seeing the other's urge to go in and pull the Ninth Princess out in time.
But the Ninth Prince's wife's entry into the national treasury was by imperial decree, and the Ninth Prince was still sitting right in front of them, so how could they dare to do it?
Since the Ninth Princess only has two hands, even if she uses her skirt to hold things, she probably can't hold much... right?
Eunuch De and his guards silently consoled themselves.
Ji Fengyao was naturally uninterested in the eye-catching gold and silver jewelry outside. She followed the scent straight to the area where medicinal herbs were stored. Upon closer inspection, she was astonished to find four or five large wooden shelves filled with all sorts of rare and precious medicinal herbs.
Of course, she wasn't stupid enough to just let the enemy fly straight through; that would be too risky.
First, he picked out what he and Shang Xiye could use and put it into his storage ring;
Then, select the rarer and more valuable items and store them all in the storage ring;
Finally, she casually picked up a few medicinal herbs that could temporarily suppress the Empress Dowager's leg pain and held them in her hand. Weighing the box in her hand, Ji Fengyao turned to the place where weapons were stored with a sense of contentment.
Thinking of the kind of weapons that the men and women of Vulture Village needed, she collected all the sharp and good-looking knives, swords, and daggers.
As Ji Fengyao walked to the wooden shelf where rare treasures were stored, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Holy crap! The alchemy furnace!
How could there be an alchemy furnace in this world, and even exist in the treasury of the Great Zhao Kingdom?
Ji Fengyao carefully sensed her surroundings to make sure no one was around before rushing over and grabbing the three-legged cauldron to examine it closely.
The alchemy furnaces are classified into five grades from low to high: gold, purple, orange, spirit, and immortal.
Ordinary people usually use alchemy without a grade, while low-level alchemists usually use gold and purple grade alchemy. Orange grade alchemy and spirit furnaces are extremely rare. As for the immortal grade alchemy furnace Shuo Wang that her master used, it was even more rare and hard to come by, but it has been destroyed.
The alchemy furnace she was holding was only of the purple grade, but it was already a treasure in this world.
Its presence here is quite telling: there must have been an alchemist in this world, at least a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and that person has most likely perished, otherwise an alchemist would never lose their alchemy furnace, just as a swordsman would never lose their sword.
"Alright, it's not a disgrace for you to fall into my hands. My pills before I form my core will depend on you." Ji Fengyao patted the pill furnace with satisfaction and put it into her storage ring.
After taking two more steps, Ji Fengyao's eyes lit up again: "Oh ho ho, look what I found!"
Chalcedony!
Who would have thought that this world, so barren of spiritual energy that even a bird wouldn't excrete waste, would actually possess jadeite, a rare find that appears only once every ten thousand years!
Moreover, it was treated as ordinary jade and placed among a pile of ordinary jade!
If chalcedony had a spirit, it would be crying with grievance, for it is the strongest among immortal treasures!
Ji Fengyao was overjoyed, her eyes crinkling with delight. With a wave of her hand, she took away all the fine jade pieces that caught her eye!
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