It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

Push open the door, which was clearly more exquisitely decorated than the other rooms.

Inside was a rather elegantly decorated suite.

There was a half-finished cup of black tea on the dressing table, and a silk shawl hanging on the clothes rack.

The air was filled with a very faint perfume scent, a mixture of floral and medicinal fragrances.

They pulled out every single book from the shelf and flipped through it.

I found that most of them were just books on management and medicine.

Every drawer in the wardrobe was opened and inspected, and even the room was scanned by Ma Xianhong using his weapon-refining techniques.

Unfortunately, they found nothing of value; they discovered nothing of any use that revealed Qu Tong's true purpose.

Qinghe Miao had no choice but to give up and led Ma Xianhong to a power strip, putting his arm around Ma Xianhong's shoulder.

The Stand [Red Hot Chili]'s abilities are activated again.

It gave him the experience of transforming into electric current and traveling thousands of miles a day.

The two appeared at Qinghe Miao's house.

We will leave aside for now how Ma Xianhong was amazed by this supernatural power and how he settled down.

In the evening, Liu Wu Kui and Liu Hong Zhong, brother and sister, went home after school.

Liu Wu Kui walked ahead, carrying his schoolbag in his hand and a bag of braised vegetables he had bought on the way from town.

The moment I casually pushed open the door and entered the house, I suddenly noticed a strange figure sitting in the living room scrolling through their phone. My steps faltered abruptly.

Seeing that there were outsiders present, he toned down his previous demeanor somewhat and tentatively spoke into the room:

"Old Qing, we have guests at home today? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

Since Ma Xianhong was rescued by Qu Tong in Biyou Village.

To avoid suspicion, Qu Tong used her double-handed technique to give him a completely different appearance.

Now he sports a non-mainstream, spiky gray hairstyle with a few faded purple streaks at the ends, and his eyes are slightly upturned.

When he looks at people, there's always a fierce look that he doesn't mean to.

He had already changed out of his blood-stained clothes and put on a casual T-shirt and shorts that Qing Hemiao had found for him.

"This is Ma Xianhong. The villains changed his appearance. He will be living with us for a while."

Hearing the commotion, Qing Hemiao came back from the backyard and explained:

"Just keep it to yourself, don't publicize it or admit it to others."

"real or fake."

The amount of information was quite large, and Liu Wu Kui was somewhat suspicious.

His gaze swept over the gray-haired, slanted-eyed stranger several times.

For a moment, I couldn't connect the image in front of me with the village chief I remembered.

"Wu Kui, Hong Zhong, I never expected to see you here again."

At this moment, Ma Xianhong also spoke, a very faint smile on his lips.

Most of the people from Biyou Village back then have been arrested by the company after that incident.

Some were missing, some were nowhere to be found, so seeing two familiar faces safe and sound at this time filled him with emotion.

"Back when I was in Biyou Village, I took a liking to Wu Kui and Hong Zhong’s talents and backgrounds."

Qinghe Miao walked over and introduced the two sides:

"After the company's people arrived, we were forced to separate, so I took them back to the area outside the Great Wall and formally accepted them as my disciples."

Now both of them are considered qualified shamans. Wu Kui successfully changed his path and learned several more techniques. After Hong Zhong's cultivation improved, his illness healed itself, becoming more than half cured.

"That's good!"

Ma Xianhong first breathed a sigh of relief, then chuckled self-deprecatingly and said:

"However, what have I done to deserve that Biyou Village, which I only established on a whim, is worth being divided up by so many people?"

The ending of Biyou Village reminded him of the "Divine Craftsmanship" he possessed.

Were the so-called Eight Extraordinary Skills, like those of the Thirty-Six Heroes of yesteryear, ultimately divided up by various forces?

Behind every unique skill lies a tragedy of broken families, lost homes, and displacement.

How different are these people who inherited their unique skills from the villagers of Biyou Village who were divided up?

To make matters worse, he experienced this twice by himself.

Is this the fate that all things with any value are destined to suffer?

"Are you really Village Chief Ma?"

While the two were talking, Liu Wu Kui and the others had finished digesting the information and basically believed it.

With a flick of her backpack, the reserve she maintained in front of strangers vanished instantly, replaced by a genuine sense of surprise and excitement.

They grabbed Liu Hongzhong and surrounded him, bombarding him with questions:

"Village Chief Ma, how have you been all these years? How did you end up like this..."

Although Liu Hongzhong was not talkative, his face showed a genuine smile, and he would occasionally chime in with a word or two.

In this world, doing good deeds will eventually be remembered.

As the first person with the ability and willingness to lend a helping hand to the two siblings.

It was Ma Xianhong who brought them to Biyou Village back then.

They were given a place to stay, and they also saw hope for Liu Hongzhong's treatment.

Liu Wu Kui and Liu Hong Zhong always held Ma Xian Hong in high regard and deep concern.

The family immediately engaged in a lively exchange of pleasantries.

"Alright. Village Chief Ma, you can stay here with peace of mind. I often need to go into seclusion for cultivation, and when I do, I can't find anyone. If you need anything, you can ask Liu Wu Kui. She usually takes care of things at home."

Qinghe Miao gave the instructions, then turned his gaze to Ma Xianhong, sized him up, and added:

"As for your appearance... I'll find someone to help you restore it after the hype surrounding the Eight Extraordinary Techniques has died down. Besides Qu Tong, there are still other people in the circle who have inherited the Dual-Hand Technique."

On another note, what if Qu Tong is truly the only one who knows the Dual-Hand Technique?

Even if it was just to prevent this unique skill from being lost, he would have had some reservations when he made his move.

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"Of course. You have this talent, so you should focus on your cultivation and not worry about me."

Ma Xianhong nodded matter-of-factly, then suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his hand, clenched it, and asked passionately:

"By the way, there's no rush about appearance, but there's one thing: how exactly was that magical artifact you used before, which could transform into living organs, made?"

I thought I had already grasped the ultimate technique of 'Divine Refinement', but I never expected that weapon refining could have such a transformation.

Wood transforming into flesh and blood, inanimate objects becoming living beings—this has completely transcended the original framework of matter. How did you manage to do that?

"Ah, actually, all the principles in the world lead to the same goal, and once you understand one thing, you understand everything. The one you saw, its core principle is Western alchemy, the system of human elemental composition, plus you also need to be proficient in a great deal of medical skills."

"Old Ma, if you want to take your crafting skills to the next level, you could consider going to university? You could seriously study a major like mechanical engineering, automation, or materials science and engineering."

Qinghe Miao changed the subject, his ability to bluff was truly masterful, and he went on to say:

“Hey Wu Kui, Village Chief Ma just arrived today, we're quite honored guests. Should we kill that rooster? We've raised it for so long, it's about time…”

The rooster in his house was the one he raised from a chick to adulthood using rice mixed with tapioca jam when they moved.

Liu Hongzhong also often uses Qi to warm and nourish the chicken's body.

Now it has grown into a majestic rooster with a comb as red as a ball of fire.

However, after raising it for so long...

In fact, it turns out that besides being much healthier and fiercer than an ordinary rooster, it is also something that even an average adult might not be able to defeat.

There is really nothing truly miraculous about it.

It can't speak, can't cultivate itself, and can't transform into human form to repay kindness; its habits are no different from those of an ordinary rooster.

It seems that the effect of the Stand [Pearl Jam] has come to an end.

An attempt originally undertaken out of certain expectations can now be formally declared bankrupt.

"Old Qing, how dare you!"

As expected, Liu Wu Kui immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this, baring his teeth and brandishing his claws.

She kept that rooster as a pet.

I've raised them from chicks to now, we have a very deep bond.

Qinghe Miao wasn't that cruel; he was just saying that.

Finally, of course, no chicken was killed.

Everyone used ingredients bought from the market to cook a large table of home-style dishes to celebrate Ma Xianhong's birthday.

He settled down there.

Occasionally, he would show his face in the village, and if a neighbor asked, he would say that he was a friend of Qinghe Miao's family who had come to visit.

Although that face, altered by the Double-Handed Technique, looked somewhat intimidating.

However, he was gentle and polite, and quickly integrated into Qinghe Miao's hometown.

Having lost his obsession with the incense burner, he returned to his old profession as a carpenter.

I chose a room and a backyard, set up a simple workbench, and started tinkering and hammering away every day.

His brush with death last time gave him a sense of crisis and also gave him more ideas about weapon forging that he had never had before.

He spends his days either fiddling with wood or studying the special materials that Qinghe Miao "treasures" at his workbench.

Actually, it's just materials that Qinghe Miao casually brought back from various other worlds.

It contains magically compatible materials from the world of "Frilian", rare and precious materials from the world of "Storm Riders", and unknown treasures from various sources that were offered to the national treasury from the world of "Bad Guys".

If Qinghe Miao were to collect these materials, he could actually gather a large amount of them.

But their origins are really hard to explain.

They could only use scarcity to make things valuable, and convincingly deceive Ma Xianhong by saying that these were his private collection.

Ma Xianhong didn't ask many questions, but he was always quite happy with each new material he received.

After Ma Xianhong arrived, he brought changes and a complete blueprint for the phage sac.

Before the blueprints were available, Qinghe Miao pondered it for so long on his own.

Although they did create storage blocks, those were a hodgepodge of two different systems of magic and crafting techniques, forcibly combined together.

Now we have the clear blueprint brought by Ma Xianhong.

With Qinghe Miao's current financial resources and proficiency in "Divine Ingenuity," he can easily replicate it by copying the original.

Even if we don't talk about mass production, at least we won't be short of space magic items anymore.

He made three brand-new sacs according to the drawings that very day, and was still not satisfied.

Furthermore, the puppet that Qinghe Miao had been meticulously preparing also made progress after Ma Xianhong arrived.

He had been struggling with several key design aspects that he couldn't understand before.

Ma Xianhong simply listened to Qing Hemiao explain his design concept from the beginning, and they discussed it for half an afternoon, looking at a few draft drawings.

He then came up with several inspirational solutions that he had never considered before and began to revise them.

The complete production plan was finally pieced together.

This completely proves that sometimes the difference in talent between people is indeed greater than the difference between people and dogs.