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

After hearing his confident statement, the brown-robed elder, who had a look of contempt and a disdainful smile on his face just now, suddenly changed his expression and was filled with disbelief, as if he had heard the most incredible thing in the world.

"Old Fang, you're joking too much, aren't you? He's just a rookie, how could he come up with so many extremely rare and new spiritual talismans overnight?"

Hearing this, the smile on Lao Fang's face gradually faded and his eyes became deep and firm.

He looked directly at the brown-robed elder, and said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Elder, you are wrong. Don't judge others by your own standards. The world is so big that nothing is impossible. Just because you and I can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it. I see that this little brother has an extraordinary look between his eyebrows, and his words and deeds reveal a calmness and wisdom beyond his age. If he says he can do it, then he must be able to do it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle.

He Ronger's face changed slightly, and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face. She bit her lower lip lightly, and the tips of her ears turned a little red.

Xu Chong and Fei Xiuwen, who were standing by, could no longer suppress their joy and smiled at each other.

Although Zou Mubai still maintained a face that looked as if it was carved out of thousands of years of ice, if you looked closely, it was not difficult to find a barely perceptible glimmer of pride in the depths of his eyes.

This hint of pride was not self-satisfaction, but recognition of Lao Fang's unique vision and ability to judge people.

"No, this person just now said that she drew these talismans herself? This is simply a fantasy. I don't believe it. She must be lying!"

There was a hint of doubt and disdain in the brown-robed elder's voice. His eyes swept sharply towards He Ronger, as if he wanted to penetrate her disguise and get to the truth.

When He Ronger heard this, she suddenly felt unhappy. Just as she was about to open her mouth to refute, she suddenly felt a gentle but firm force entering her ears.

It was Zou Mubai who conveyed the message to her at the critical moment.

"Rong'er, calm down. The vision you had earlier has already attracted the attention of many disciples and elders. You should keep a low profile at this moment. Don't lose sight of the big picture because of small details. Don't forget our real mission on this trip."

Hearing this, the resentment in He Ronger's heart was instantly suppressed by reason.

She took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her mood, her eyes moved flexibly, a sly yet polite smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she walked up to him lightly.

"Hehe, this elder really has a keen eye. As expected, you have seen through it."

Seeing this, Xu Chong, who was standing by, wanted to step forward to defend He Ronger, but was stopped by her subtle look. There was both gratitude and warning in that look, which made him immediately understand her intention.

"Actually, Elder, you are right. I did exaggerate a bit just now." He Ronger's words were a bit self-deprecating, but sincere.

"These elixirs and talismans were indeed not drawn by me. I bought them at a market at the foot of the mountain at a high price by chance. I wanted to take this opportunity to do my bit, but I didn't expect to cause such a misunderstanding. Thinking about it now, I am really ashamed."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, as if she really regretted her vanity, and at the same time stretched out her hand as if to take back the talismans and pills from the green-clothed elder.

"Since the elders have doubts about these items, I naturally dare not force them. However, I don't have many spirit stones left, so I am afraid it is difficult to directly compensate you for your losses. If you don't mind, I am willing to do my best to make up for it in other ways, or find other ways to repay this debt."

"Hey, no, no, little brother, wait a minute!"

Seeing this, Lao Fang quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently pressed down He Ronger's hand that was about to be withdrawn, with a warm smile on his face, "We appreciate your kindness. We, the Wanjing Sect, accept these things! Accept them!"

There was an unquestionable firmness in his words, and it was obvious that he didn't want to let this rare goodwill go to waste.

"Since you are so sincere and willing to use such a precious talisman to make up for your mistake, we will let bygones be bygones regarding that little incident in the cafeteria." Lao Fang continued, his tone full of magnanimity, "Don't worry, we will report this matter to the headmaster in person to show your sincerity and contribution."

However, the brown-robed elder on the side seemed to have not completely let it go.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes wandering between the talismans and pills, finally landing on those inconspicuous pill bottles, and he couldn't help wanting to find something to talk about.

"Lao Fang, Lao Zhao, let's be honest. These talismans are indeed rare items and are very valuable. But when it comes to these pills..." He deliberately lengthened his tone, as if he wanted to find something wrong with them.

Upon seeing this, Lao Fang's face darkened slightly, and he quickly gave the brown-robed elder a frantic look.

I thought to myself: Why is this person so stupid?

The value of these talismans in front of him is enough to make the entire cafeteria look brand new. He is still worrying about the value of those pills. He is simply picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons!

But due to the occasion, Lao Fang still tried his best to maintain a friendly attitude, and whispered to the brown-robed elder: "Brother, you should take a long-term view. The value of the talisman is self-evident, but these pills are also a token of their kindness. Moreover, who can guarantee that there are not one or two rare treasures among these pills? Our canteen is in need of these resources right now, so don't worry about it so much."

However, the brown-robed elder did not seem to notice Lao Fang's anxious look. Driven by an inexplicable competitive emotion, he was determined to uncover a corner of the mystery of this young man.

In his opinion, a young cultivator, even if he had a wealthy family, could not squander spirit stones without limit.

Now that he has taken out so many precious new talismans, he will definitely make some compromises on the elixirs, and it is impossible for them to be top-notch ones.

More importantly, deep down, the brown-robed elder was displeased with the young man's nonchalant attitude, as if everything was under control.

He longed to see the other party show even a trace of panic or embarrassment, and wanted to expose the other party's possible hypocrisy or exaggeration in front of everyone, so as to maintain his authority and dignity as an elder.

So, before everyone could fully react, the brown-robed elder had already reached out and picked up a bottle of medicine.

He moved so quickly, as if he was afraid that if he hesitated for a moment, he would lose the opportunity to "reveal the truth."

With a light "pop" sound, the lid of the porcelain bottle was slowly opened.

The disciples who were watching around all gathered around curiously, just to see the quality of these pills.