"This belongs to you, as it's what your Master left behind," Yang Xirong assured her, gently patting her hand. "In the future, if any disciple in the sect performs well, we will adhere to the rules and allow her to visit the Maple Pavilion to choose spiritual techniques, spiritual tools, and other items."
Qiao Mu contemplated it and suggested, "There are quite a few black-level mystic weapons inside. Perhaps it's time to replace them."
She produced a Storage Talisman and handed it to Yang Xirong. "Second Aunt-Master, when do you plan to organize it? Inside are half of the in-kind compensation received from the Mu Clan's eldest branch. I didn't thoroughly examine the contents, but it likely contains Spirit Stones, spiritual techniques, spiritual tools, and medicinal materials, although the quality may not be top-notch. I'll make do with them for now."
Yang Xirong's mouth twitched, unsure if Qiaoqiao felt a twinge of guilt as she said this.
