Having made up her mind, Jiang Lu raised a hand and gave a light wave. A faint spiritual glow flashed.
A neat pile of items instantly appeared out of thin air on the stone table beside her—pill bottles, talismans, and manuals arranged in perfect order.
"Keep all these pills and talismans for protection and cultivation. This manual is suitable for ordinary cultivators. Preserve it and study it; it will be enough to benefit the Lineage's younger generations."
Having finished her instructions, she did not linger. Bending down, she lifted the unconscious man from the ground with one hand. Her figure flickered, becoming a nimble afterimage as she swept out of the courtyard in an instant.
After Jiang Lu left, Zixin immediately rushed to the stone table. Looking at the table piled high with resources, her fingertips trembled slightly, her eyes filled with incredulous shock and wild delight.
She carefully picked up the jade bottles one by one to inspect them, her voice trembling with excitement. "Father, Mother, Sister, look! There are more than a dozen bottles of pills! Most are low-grade and mid-grade spirit pills, and there's even a bottle of incredibly rare high-grade healing pills! And these talismans are all highly practical protective spirit talismans!"
Their household had lived in the small town for generations. Though it was close to the Illusory Forest, their strength was far from outstanding, and resources remained scarce.
The Lineage's younger members could barely be supplied with the most basic low-grade pills in their daily cultivation. Mid-grade pills were already treasured reserves of the clan and exceedingly rare. As for high-grade spirit pills, they were priceless treasures they would never have dared dream of.
The resources Jiang Lu had casually gifted them were enough to equal the Zi Lineage's entire cultivation supply for a