Tang Celestial Master was not at all afraid of owing Feng Jun a favor. A powerhouse like him would surely only need them to handle trivial matters.
Even if it were something major, Azure Mountain would not be afraid—could there be anything more important than Spirit Stones?
After discussing all that, Tang Celestial Master made another unreasonable request. He hoped Feng Jun would put most of the supplies back into the Ancestral Tablet.
Of course, there was no need to mention the rice, cotton quilts, cold weapons, and the like. Of the one hundred and twenty jars of medicinal liquor, sixty had been given to Feng Jun. He set aside another ten jars, then put the remaining fifty back into the Ancestral Tablet.
As Tang Wangsun put it, "Our ancestors left us good things. I, Tang, cannot drain the pond to catch the fish. I do not possess Patriarch Yuanxin's ability and cannot create more wealth, but I also cannot squander all the good things."
Three of the four Spirit Stones were also returned to the Ancestral Tablet, leaving behind only the one with the least spiritual energy.
Talismans, natural treasures, and the like were handled the same way.
It had to be said that although Tang Wangsun was not the sort to conquer the world, he did possess the cautious mentality needed to preserve an inheritance.
That whisk was kept. Tang Celestial Master happily declared that Azure Mountain finally had another powerful magical artifact.
Yet to Feng Jun, it did not really qualify as a magical artifact. Its good point was that even people with lower cultivation could use it.
However, if someone whose cultivation was insufficient forced its use, they would need to find a place rich in spiritual essence afterward and nurture the whisk there for some