I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

Hearing this, Xu Chong's expression instantly became complicated and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was experiencing a silent storm in his heart.

In the end, it turned into a face full of deep helplessness and speechlessness.

He tried hard to force a bitter smile, turned around, and began a long journey of explanation to He Ronger who was standing beside him with a puzzled look on his face.

There was a hint of bitterness and helplessness in his words as he described in detail the origin and purpose of the spirit stones in his hand. Every word revealed his helplessness about the current situation.

At the same time, his eyes occasionally glanced to the side.

Several highly respected elders of the Wanjing Sect were standing there. They had frowned brows and sharp eyes, and were obviously extremely angry about the tragic destruction of the dining hall.

These elders were normally in charge of the sect's affairs and logistical support, and had deep feelings for every inch of the sect's land. When they saw such a scene, their faces were so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of them, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing.

He Ronger finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and a trace of panic and self-blame flashed in her eyes.

She lowered her head in guilt, clenched her hands, and her fingers unconsciously intertwined because of nervousness. She knew in her heart that she had really caused a big disaster this time.

However, at this moment, a gentle but firm voice broke the silence.

Zou Mubai not only did not have the slightest intention of blaming her, but instead had a gentle smile on his face and whispered to comfort her: "Rong'er, don't take it too seriously. It's just a canteen. Compared with your safety, it's really not worth mentioning." His words were like a spring breeze, which eased the mood of everyone present.

But He Ronger's guilt was not alleviated in the slightest. She was well aware of the consequences of her actions and was unwilling to let Uncle Zou take any responsibility for it.

So, she quickly untied the storage bag from her waist, frantically dug out bottles of her carefully refined pills and carefully drawn talismans, and stuffed them into the hands of several elders, with determination and sincerity flashing in her eyes: "I'm really sorry, this is a small gift from me, I hope it can be used as compensation for the loss of the dining hall."

There was a hint of urgency and urgency in her actions, as if only in this way could she slightly alleviate the guilt in her heart.

He Ronger understood that she had to bear the consequences of the mistakes she made, and she didn't want anyone, especially Uncle Zou, to clean up the mess for her.

When the elders of Wan Jing Sect met He Ronger and his group, they secretly thought that they might be able to get some spirit stones as compensation for the loss of the canteen.

After all, spirit stones are hard currency in the world of cultivation and can quickly make up for the needs of reconstruction.

However, when He Ronger took out those bottles, jars and talismans without hesitation, their expressions instantly became stunned, as if they had seen something incredible.

One of the elders had his beard trembling slightly, and his eyes moved back and forth between the items that suddenly appeared in his arms, his face full of confusion and puzzlement.

"This...these..." There was some hesitation in his words, and he was obviously caught off guard by this sudden "compensation".

Seeing this, He Ronger smiled confidently and warmly. She explained softly, "These are the pills I made myself. Each one contains my years of hard work and efforts. And these talismans were carefully drawn by me. Although they are not rare treasures, they will definitely play an unexpected role at certain critical moments. I believe that their value is enough to offset the loss of this dining hall."

However, another elder at the side, who was originally a little excited due to anticipation, gradually calmed down after hearing what He Ronger said.

He frowned, thinking secretly in his heart: How much time can a young man who is only in his teens, even if he is gifted, have to work hard on refining medicine and drawing talismans?

I'm afraid that these two skills can only be regarded as preliminary, and it is difficult to guarantee the quality and value.

"Pills and talismans cannot be made in a day. Little brother, we appreciate your kindness, but these..." The elder's words revealed a tactful refusal.

It's not that he didn't believe in He Ronger's sincerity, but he was reserved about the actual value of this compensation.

But He Ronger was not discouraged. She knew very well that her cultivation and skills were still shallow, but she knew even more clearly that these pills and talismans were obtained with her sweat and persistence, and each one carried her heart and determination.

She said firmly again, "Please rest assured, elders. Although these items are not rare, I have done my best. I only hope that the elders can look at these and not hold me accountable for destroying the dining hall."

He Ronger's words were sincere and firm, causing the elders present to re-examine her words.

One of the elders in brown robes stroked his beard and said disapprovingly: "You young man, you destroyed our dining hall. Do you really think that these rubbish can offset it?"

He didn't believe that the elixirs and talismans of this little girl were worth anything, and thought that she was just trying to smooth things over.

Their Wanjing Sect is already on an isolated island, and building a house there is already difficult. Now, repairing and cleaning the dining hall requires a lot of spirit stones, which cannot be compared with this pile of useless pills and talismans.

He Ronger frowned unhappily when she heard the elder's disgusted tone.

"Are you guys disgusted with my elixirs and talismans?"

"Hmph, you're obviously a beginner. What good elixir can you make? If you want to renovate the dining hall, you'll need at least three high-level elixirs' worth. These of yours..." He pointed at those things with a look of disdain on his face.

At this time, the green-robed elder, who was stuffed with pills and talismans, looked embarrassed.

Just now, the cook, Old Li, secretly told him that this young man was the disciple favored by the master, and he did not want to offend him.

Just as he lowered his head to think about how to resolve the conflict before him, he accidentally saw a talisman facing up.

His eyes suddenly lit up and his heart beat rapidly.

"This... this is not..." He was so excited that he was speechless and kept pointing at the talismans in his arms with his chin.

The other elder in black clothes who had been silent beside him saw his abnormal behavior, frowned and looked at the talisman in his arms.

As his eyes fell, his hand had already picked up one.

"This... this seems to be a new type of talisman that has recently become popular in Lingyun Sect!" The green-clothed elder who was holding the thing spoke excitedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them were stunned.

Elder Xuanyi looked at the talisman in his hand over and over again, and finally he could not hide his excitement.

He laughed and said, "Yes, it's this kind of talisman. I saw it when I went out of the island a few days ago. I wanted to buy a few, but the owner of the talisman shop kept telling me that they were out of stock. I didn't expect that there would be so many suddenly. Hahaha..."