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Chapter 291: I’m a Talisman Practitioner

Before Murong Xun could say anything, Aunt Yi sprang forward, wanting to hug the child and kiss her fiercely. “Ah, child, the sect greatly thanks you. Come and tell Granny if you need help with anything from now on! Granny will definitely help you!”

Aunt Yi’s actions were blocked by Murong Xun. “Enough, enough, enough. Go and divide the supplies so that a small storeroom is separated. Disciple, this is your Granny Yi, come and ask Granny Yi for it if you lack anything.”

Aunt Yi thought, ‘…Ah-Xun is planning to spoil her disciple rotten!’

Aunt Yi was over 50 years old and was the Sect Master’s personal attendant. She had managed Sky Peak for several decades and was naturally loyal and devoted to the sect. Recently, she had been fretting about the sect’s food supply. However, upon hearing the child say that she was donating two and a half carriages of supplies to the sect, she was overjoyed at the unexpected good news and did not know how to express her happiness.

Aunt Yi quickly called for a few helpers to assist with partitioning off half of the supplies in the storeroom and moving the rest to a smaller storeroom. Then, she turned to Murong Xun with a grin. “Call for someone to help you transport the supplies back. The great crane is in the garden; help yourself! I need to organize and register supplies, so I’ll be unable to receive you and your disciple.”

After Aunt Yi left, Murong Xun and Qiao Mu were the only two left in the storeroom.

Murong Xun took out a sect messenger talisman and said, “Master will call your Eldest Senior Sister and the others over to help you move your things back to your court.”

A child’s inner world naturally could not fit so many supplies. This was a normal person’s line of reasoning.

“No need, Master.” The child expressionlessly took out 20 empty storage talismans and briefly organized this batch of supplies, storing the food, fabric, utensils, and other categories into their own talismans. She finished storing everything in a little under five minutes.

When Qiao Mu turned around, she ran into Murong Xun’s dumbfounded face…

The child thought about it before taking 20 more storage talismans from her sack and jogging toward Murong Xun. She handed the whole stack to Murong Xun and said generously, “My presents for Eldest Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister are useless for Master, so I’ll give this to Master! Take it, I still have a lot.”

Excluding the storage talismans that she gave away and used, she still had 100 empty blue storage talismans and one purple storage talisman.

Murong Xun: “…”

What kind of filthy rich disciple was this?

“Disciple, you’re a talisman practitioner.” No one would believe her if she said she was not a talisman practitioner when she possessed so many storage talismans. Moreover, just who was Murong Xun? She realized it with some brief thinking.

The child did not hide it and nodded. “Yes, Master, I’m a talisman practitioner.”

Murong Xun bent over and picked up her little disciple. She fondly patted Qiao Mu’s head and said with a chuckle, “Ah, what a truly shocking child. Master really likes this present.”

After master and disciple left the storeroom and headed to Maple Pavilion, the two storeroom managers guarding in front of the door looked at each other and thought that Murong Xun and Qiao Mu went back to call someone. However, after waiting for them for forever without anyone returning, they entered the storeroom to take a look. To their shock, everything was gone!

At that time, master and disciple had arrived in front of Maple Pavilion already.

From the outside, it looked like a simple pavilion that did not have any showy decorations. It did not even have a single guard around it.

Murong Xun said, “There are four layers of talisman matrices set up around Maple Pavilion. The first layer is an illusory matrix, the second layer is a trap matrix, the third layer is a slay matrix, and the fourth layer is a fatal blow matrix. If someone tries to enter forcibly in ignorance, they absolutely won’t succeed in trespassing.”
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