"Southern Border? No, impossible. The style of this magical instrument's refinement leans more towards the East Sea islands. It must be the work of a master artifact refiner from an overseas sect. The gemstones are likely from the East Sea as well. As for which spiritual materials they are, I'll need to study that. Whether I can repair it, I cannot guarantee." Xu Xinyang said with a slight frown, shaking his head after a moment of contemplation.

"No worries, Master Xu. Please proceed as you see fit," Yuan Ming responded.

Xu Xinyang nodded, said no more, and took away the black needle and the white jade belt.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming took the initiative to stand up and take his leave, with Song Huitong accompanying him out.