The following morning, at dawn.
Ning Daoran had been busy all night, and when he emerged from underground, he was drenched in sweat.
"How did it go?"
Lin Man stepped forward, using a fragrant brocade handkerchief to dab the sweat from his forehead.
Ning Daoran was somewhat unaccustomed to this closeness; he could already feel the breath as fragrant as orchids from the other person, and Lin Man's body scent was also distinctly clear.
"It is done."
Ning Daoran cast several spells, activating a control jade talisman, and handed it to Lin Man.
"I have reinforced the array and set up several trigger-warning arrays. If you see the light flickering on this jade talisman, it means someone is tampering with the underground prohibition."
He smiled faintly, "For the repairs and reinforcements, I've used a total of 1,500 spirit stones."
In reality, he had only used a little over eight hundred spirit stones; the rest were his "markup."