Chapter 3 The "Must-Hit" Five-Colored Stone

Stone walls, thatched pavilions, winding ponds, training grounds, small gardens...

Compared to other powerful elders, the Jiang Mansion seemed a bit shabby. There were less than ten servants in the mansion, and with Jiang Yi moving to a small hut in the bamboo forest and Jiang Bai going down the mountain to travel, the huge mansion seemed a bit deserted.

Father Jiang was pruning his favorite potted plants beside the corridor. His status meant that he could not easily accept disciples. On weekdays, only a few disciples of Mother Jiang would visit him from time to time.

"Old Jiang, take this!" Seeing her father bending over to prune the branches of potted plants, Jiang Miaomiao's eyes rolled, and she stretched out her right hand like a sword finger and shouted.

"what!"

Father Jiang, who was hit on the back by the five-colored stone, turned around and saw Jiang Yi rolling his eyes. This daughter-slave really acted like that.

"Haha, now you know how powerful I am!" At this moment, Jiang Miaomiao's smile turned into an emoticon, with her hands on her hips. Her smug look was like a victorious little rooster.

This was her favorite game to play with her father. She might not succeed once a month, but every time she succeeded, she would be excited for several days. However, in Jiang Yi's eyes, this was just a clumsy way for a daughter slave to coax her daughter. Except for Jiang Miaomiao herself, the whole family knew it very well.

"What happened just now doesn't count. If it happens again, I will definitely be able to stop it this time." Father Jiang smiled lovingly at his daughter.

Again?

Jiang Yi was speechless. It had only been a short time since he went home. Comrade Jiang was becoming more and more outrageous. A strong man at the peak of the Melting God Realm and a naive and innocent warrior of the fourth rank who was ignorant of the world, the gap between the two was like a natural chasm. Not to mention the second-level treasure, even the ninth-level treasure would be useless.

"Then you better be careful."

Just now, she sneaked up on her old father, and the Five-Colored Stone returned to her hand almost instantly. It was too fast. If Jiang Yi hadn't known it in advance, he would have suspected that even the hit was pretended by Jiang's father.

The little girl pretended to be cool, struck a pose that she thought looked handsome, and made another move.

There was no trace, and Jiang's father was hit again, but this time he was caught by Jiang's father at the moment the Five-Colored Stone turned back.

"It's a very interesting little thing. Where did it come from?" Father Jiang looked over and over at the five-colored stone in his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Yi also came back to her senses from this boring father-daughter game and saw something else from Jiang's father's attitude.

Lao Jiang didn’t act this time?

No way! Although he had never really seen the power of the Melting God, it was not difficult to get a glimpse of it from his status. This beggar version of the Five-light Stone could still hit accurately when the Melting God was prepared, which did have some of the flavor of the original version.

Is it a sure win?
Probably not. There must be an upper limit to this strange ability.

I was careless. This thing doesn't even come with an instruction manual. I only tested its lethality before, but who knew there would be all these pitfalls.

"My elder brother gave it to me." Jiang Miaomiao said happily, and at the same time snatched the five-color stone back from her father's hand. With this "actual combat" victory, her love for this gemstone has skyrocketed.

Father Jiang looked at Jiang Yi in surprise. Although he didn't know how to refine equipment, the style of this little guy was obviously different from the "stupid and rough" style of the Chongming Realm. Where did this son of his who never left the house come from?

"That... I just figured it out by myself. It was a complete accident. It's impossible for me to make another one now." Jiang Yi laughed dryly. He hadn't thought about it so much before. This lame excuse was probably only useful for his son to perfunctorily excuse his father. "Do you have this ability?" Jiang's father didn't delve into this issue.

"What a pity! If the killing power was strong enough, it could at least reach the level of a sixth-tier or even seventh-tier treasure."

"I think it's fine now. It's fun and won't hurt anyone." As the apple of the family's eye, the little girl grew up in a honeypot. She has no concept of material things and when it comes to treasures, she first focuses on whether they look good and are fun, rather than their grade or function.

"Eat first, your mother will get impatient and start scolding you later."

The warriors' diet is very sophisticated, and the concept of "poor in literature and rich in martial arts" is ultimately reflected here. The daily food consumption of the sect alone is an astronomical figure. The "Deer Garden" managed by Jiang Mu is one of the wild beast breeding bases of the Mengshen Sect.

Only warriors who have reached the Melting Spirit Realm can achieve Bigu. In the entire Jiang family, only Jiang's father and Jiang Yi, a cultivator, can achieve this. Even Jiang's mother is only of the first rank. When we were chatting before, my father once mentioned that the reason why my mother was stuck at the first rank and could not make any progress was because the hidden injuries she had left in the past had not been healed, but he did not elaborate on this matter.

"Tell me about you, what are you doing hiding in the bamboo forest all day?"

"You should move around more often in the sect and interact more with people of your age. You look just like those old antiques in the North Tower." Mother Jiang kept nagging while serving soup to her son.

"What nonsense! What old antiques? They are the elders and the pillars of the sect!" Father Jiang gave his wife a wry smile.

"Yes, yes, elder! Pillar! But your son has only learned to stay still and hasn't learned anything else. He will never be able to enter the North Tower and become a pillar in his lifetime." Jiang's mother hit back without showing any weakness.

Jiang Miaomiao, who was gnawing on a big bone while watching the show opposite, had her big eyes curved into crescents. This was her favorite show since she was a child and she never got tired of watching it.

Father Jiang coughed lightly and straightened his expression to make himself look more dignified: "Since you are interested in refining weapons, why don't you go to the Hundred Refining Hall to learn systematically? It is not advisable to work in isolation. Moreover, the Hundred Refining Hall has collected the refining techniques of the Sword Realm and the Prison Soul Realm. You can learn from the strengths of each school."

To be honest, Jiang Yi had never thought about going to Bailian Palace for further studies before. Or maybe he looked down on such primitive things as he had a bunch of treasure exchange catalogs in his hands.

but now……

It is not advisable to exchange for the beggar version of the spiritual treasure, and it is too far to exchange for the desired fake spiritual treasure. It seems that it is also a good idea to study the refining of equipment, such as studying the characteristics of the five-color stone that is almost certain to hit the target.
"Refine weapons?" Jiang's mother suddenly perked up. What she had been most worried about was her eldest son's character. Apart from his family, he hardly interacted with the people in the sect. He seemed to have no interest in anything and was too autistic. This was not at all what a young person should be like.

"Yes, my eldest brother gave me a beautiful treasure today. It's so interesting that even my father can't avoid it." Jiang Miaomiao took out the five-color stone as if presenting a treasure.

Mother Jiang didn't care about the Five-Colored Stone. She only cared about her eldest son's rare interest in something, so she immediately decided, "That's settled. I'll go find old Hall Master Feng tomorrow, and you go to the Hundred Refining Hall and talk more with those brothers and sisters."

Feng Changqing, the master of Bailian Hall, is one generation older than Jiang Mingde and is at the peak of the Rongshen Realm. However, he is too old and his blood has long been weak, making it impossible for him to reach a higher level. However, the master Feng's weapon refining skills are the best in the Mengshen Sect, and his status in the sect is no lower than Jiang Mingde's.

"I'm just going to take a look, there's no need to disturb old Palace Master Feng, right?"

"Don't worry about it, just go."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)