The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace-Chapter 37 Gray Cloth Bag

"Brother Yunyang, Brother Yunyue and Brother Yunshan have returned!"

Yun Yunrui hurried into the ancestral hall, a smile lighting up his face as he delivered the news.

"They’ve finally returned! If they hadn’t made it back today, I was planning to send people into the mountains to look for them!" Yun Yunyang exhaled deeply, his worry dissipating.

Yun Yunshan and Yun Yunyue had ventured into the mountains to locate the source of the Li Zhai Gorge several days ago. Though Yun Yunyang busied himself with internal clan affairs, his concern for their safety had been a constant undercurrent.

Moments later, the dusty and travel-worn figures of Yun Yunyue and Yun Yunshan entered the ancestral hall, accompanied by their party of clansmen. They bowed respectfully to Yun Yunyang, who stood at the head of the hall.

"Did everything go smoothly in the mountains?" Yun Yunyang asked, his tone full of concern.

"Nothing happened, but the journey was exhausting. Many of our people are quite fatigued," Yun Yunyue replied.

"You’ve all worked hard. Go home and rest well," Yun Yunyang said, his gaze falling on the weary faces of the returning clansmen. His sincerity was evident.

"Brother Yunyang, we’ll take our leave," one of the returning men said, bowing.

"Yes, and I haven’t seen my wife in days!" another chimed in with a laugh.

"What, already planning to expand the Yun family?" teased another.

"Who has the energy for that right now?" came the retort, met with laughter.

The group of clansmen joked and chatted as they departed, relieved and happy to have returned unscathed. All they wanted now was a hot bath and a good long sleep.

As they left, Yun Yunyang turned back to his two brothers. "So, what did you find? Did you uncover anything at the source of the Li Zhai Gorge?"

"At the source, Fourth Brother and I found three small fragments of spirit stones, which can be used to support Yantian’s and Shuang’er’s cultivation.

Additionally, we discovered the remains of a cultivator who had passed away in meditation. From the body, we recovered two ancient texts, a bottle of pills, and a gray cloth pouch," Yun Yunyue reported, handing over their findings for Yun Yunyang to inspect.

"Fourth Brother suggested the ancient texts could serve as a foundation for our clan’s heritage. We could use them to train our own artifact refiners and eventually craft spiritual tools for Yantian and Shuang’er."

"As for the three black pills and the gray cloth pouch, neither Fourth Brother nor I could determine their purpose. Big Brother, you should consult the old Daoist outside the estate. With his wisdom, he’ll surely know their uses."

"Understood. Fourth Brother can keep the ancient texts for now, and I’ll take these two items to the old Daoist," Yun Yunyang said.

"We’ll head home then," Yun Yunyue said with a nod.

"Rest well. You’ve both worked hard these past few days," Yun Yunyang said, watching his brothers leave. Then, with the bottle of pills and the gray pouch in hand, he made his way toward the willow grove outside the estate.

"Big Brother," Yun Yanshuang and Yun Yantian called out as they noticed Yun Yunyang approaching. They had been cultivating under the old willow trees and greeted him with bright smiles.

"How has your cultivation been these past few days?" Yun Yunyang asked, returning their smiles.

"There’s been some progress," Yantian replied.

"Excellent," Yun Yunyang said, clearly pleased. His gaze shifted to the blind Daoist resting nearby. Bowing respectfully, he said, "Daoist Elder, I have come to seek your wisdom."

"What brings you here, Brother Yunyang?" the blind Daoist asked with a gentle smile.

"My brothers recently ventured into the mountains and returned with two items we don’t recognize. We hoped you might help us understand their purpose," Yun Yunyang explained, placing the jade bottle and gray pouch before the Daoist.

Without needing to open his eyes, the Daoist extended his spiritual sense, inspecting the items with ease.

"The three black pills in the bottle are called Embyro Pills. They aid cultivation for those in the Breath Embryo Realm. However, judging by their age, the spiritual energy within them has diminished greatly—only about ten percent remains."

"Will they still benefit Yantian and Shuang’er’s cultivation?" Yun Yunyang asked eagerly.

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"Shuang’er is already at the peak of the Breath Embryo Second Layer and nearing a breakthrough to the Third. Yantian is not far behind. While the pills won’t provide much benefit, they are still safe to consume," the Daoist explained.

"And what about this gray pouch?" Yun Yunyang asked, pointing to the second item.

"This is a storage bag, a spiritual artifact of the Yellow Rank, First Grade. It is used for storing items and contains a space approximately one zhang (10 feet) square," the Daoist replied.

Hearing this, Yun Yunyang was astonished. Though the gray pouch appeared unremarkable, it was an artifact with internal space—a wonder to someone accustomed to the mundane tools of the mortal world.

"How does one use such an artifact, Daoist Elder?" Yun Yunyang asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Only cultivators can use their spiritual sense to open it," the blind Daoist explained. "Mortals won’t be able to access its contents so easily."

"Thank you, Daoist Elder, for clarifying," Yun Yunyang said, rising to bow respectfully.

Turning to his niece and nephew, he smiled warmly. "You must have heard what your master just said. These three Breath Embryo Pills—how do you two plan to divide them?"

With only three pills available, Yun Yunyang chose not to show favoritism, leaving the decision to Yun Yantian and Yun Yanshuang.

"I’ll only take one," Yun Yantian said immediately. "The remaining two should go to Shuang’er."

"No, Big Brother," Yun Yanshuang said sweetly, shaking her head. "I’ll only take one. You need the other two more than I do since my progress is faster."

Watching the siblings modestly defer to each other, Yun Yunyang’s heart swelled with pride. This was how Yun family children ought to be—supportive and united.

"Since you’re both so considerate, let me make the decision," Yun Yunyang said, smiling. "Each of you will take one pill. The third will be kept in reserve for when either of you needs it most. How does that sound?"

"We’ll leave it to Uncle to decide," the siblings replied respectfully.

"As for this gray pouch, we still don’t know its full contents. Tian’er, use your spiritual sense as your master suggested and see what’s inside," Yun Yunyang said, handing the storage bag to Yun Yantian.

Following the instructions, Yun Yantian extended his spiritual sense into the bag, easily unlocking it. He then began to empty its contents onto the ground.

Out came a slightly worn peachwood sword, a short spear with a jet-black shaft, four yellowed talismans of unknown type, and around thirty lower-grade spirit stones.

"The peachwood sword and the short spear are both Yellow Rank, First Grade spiritual artifacts," the Daoist explained between sips of wine. "They’re suitable for self-defense.

"The four talismans are Swift Wind Talismans. Attach them to your legs, and they’ll let you move as swiftly as the wind—a useful tool for escaping danger.

"As for the spirit stones, I believe you already know their value."

"Tian’er," Yun Yunyang said with a chuckle, "two spiritual weapons—let Shuang’er pick first. Which one will you choose, Shuang’er?"

Shuang’er hesitated, looking slightly embarrassed. "I’ve only ever cultivated under Master’s guidance. I don’t know how to wield weapons."

Her casual remark struck a chord with Yun Yunyang, who made a mental note. It seemed his niece would need to spend more time with her Second Uncle to learn martial skills. A cultivator who didn’t know how to use a weapon? That was unthinkable—it would be a laughingstock in any circle!

"I’ve trained with my father in spear techniques. This short spear suits me well," Yun Yantian said.

"In that case, I’ll take the peachwood sword," Yun Yanshuang said with a smile. "I’ll ask Second Uncle to teach me how to use it when I have the time."

The siblings divided the spiritual weapons between them, then split the four talismans evenly.

As for the spirit stones, neither sibling wanted to use them unnecessarily. They both understood the importance of preserving such resources for the clan’s future development.

"Since you’ve finished dividing the items, the storage bag will remain in the clan’s care," Yun Yunyang said, taking the bag. "It can be used to store the spirit stones and the remaining Breath Embryo Pill, ensuring they don’t fall into the wrong hands."

Yun Yunyang smiled, satisfied with the resolution. He then turned to the Daoist. "Daoist Elder, I’ll take my leave now. Thank you for your guidance, and I hope to visit you again soon."

After bidding farewell to the blind Daoist, Yun Yunyang returned to the estate. His mind was already turning to the next matter—arranging a marriage for his daughter.