He returned to Little Bamboo Peak.
From far away, Jiang Fan saw the courtyard bustling with activity.
Fan Chuan and the others had not rested. Instead, they were gathered together, excitedly taking inventory of the congratulatory gifts they had received today.
All kinds of pill bottles radiating treasure-light, jade boxes brimming with spiritual energy, and more... had nearly filled the Stone Table in the courtyard...
Excited smiles hung on the Servant Disciples' faces. Although these treasures did not belong to them, being able to see so many high-level resources with their own eyes was already a rare experience for them.
When they saw Jiang Fan return, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and bowed in unison.
"Senior Brother Jiang!"
Fan Chuan quickly stepped forward, a hint of unease on his face.
"Senior Brother, the Perfected One called you over..."
"Was it because of today's banquet..."
He had kept today's matter on his mind the whole time, afraid it would bring trouble to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan waved his hand.
"Don't overthink it!"
"Master called me over today only to give me some guidance in cultivation!"
"What happened today was not your fault. Someone deliberately set it up!"
"You have already explained everything clearly, so there is no need to keep it in your heart, much less blame yourself!"
These words put Fan Chuan's heart completely at ease.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Jiang Fan nodded and looked at the courtyard full of congratulatory gifts.
"All right!"
"Carefully count these things, then sort them, make a register, and properly store them in the storeroom!"
"Although Master bestowed these congratulatory gifts upon me today, in the end, they are still part of Master's social obligations!"
"They must not be treated lightly!"
Hearing this, the disciples hurriedly acknowledged him.
"For the next while,