Gu Xiu stood before Cheng Fushou, who seemed oblivious to anything unusual. At this moment, Cheng was rubbing his hands together, his face full of anticipation as he asked, "Daoist friend, how many talismans did you bring this time?"

"Did you bring the materials for making talismans?" Gu Xiu inquired.

"I did, I brought the materials!" Cheng Fushou nodded repeatedly and immediately took out a storage bag from his bosom. "Inside here, just like last time, is enough for fifty thousand sets of materials. You mentioned last time to bring materials, so I kept that in mind and brought them with me."

"Fifty thousand is a bit too few," Gu Xiu remarked.