Wet viviparity

Chapter 721 Fur Coat, Father and Son Talk
"My son is getting bored staying at home!"

As Jiang Shenhu spoke, the Taoist soldiers retreated one by one, and the small courtyard became even more heavily guarded.

The existence of his son, Black Owl, is still a secret, and we must be vigilant to prevent such secrets from being leaked.

Standing amidst the aura of power, Jiang Heixiao let his rage rage within him, his face darkening as he said, "Grandpa, I'm already twelve years old. It's time for me to learn the sect's 'Six Jia Spirit Flying Strategy Essence Book.' You're not really planning to wait until I turn sixteen and have the elders plant the 'Wood and Stone Forbidden Technique' in my name, are you?!"

"How could that happen?"

Seeing Hei Xiao's erratic behavior, Jiang Shenhu knew that Hei Xiao had vented his anger again, so he could only go along with it and let him vent his rage.

"Over the years you have cultivated the Yuan Yang Boy Skill, your essence, qi and spirit have long been fully refined. Even without cultivating Taoist methods, you have already met the requirements for planting forbidden techniques. But has your family ever suggested planting forbidden techniques on you?"

"You are my son, Jiang Shenhu, and you are born extraordinary. Who would dare to lay a finger on you?"

"That's true!"

Black Owl crossed his arms and said.

"Good boy."

Jiang Shenhu could hardly bear to look at Hei Xiao's ugly face for long. He also knew that the child had grown up and could not be locked up in the house for long. He would eventually have to go out and meet people. So he said, "The Yuan Yang Boy Skill and the Zen method are indeed the wonderful secrets you have obtained in your past life, but have you ever thought about learning another strange method?"

"for example."

"For example, the transformation technique!"

Upon hearing this, Black Owl's coal-black face immediately turned dark red, twisted with shame and anger, as if someone had touched a sore spot.

Jiang Shenhu said earnestly, "My son, why do you have to act like this? What do cultivators have to fear about beauty or ugliness? As long as you cultivate your cultivation to the highest level, others will be too busy respecting and fearing you to dare to dislike you. However, your cultivation is still shallow and your strength is weak. With such a dignified appearance, it will inevitably be inconvenient for you to go out and do things."

“A child’s beauty or ugliness depends entirely on the blood and essence of the parents. You didn’t give birth to me well, but instead you complain about my ugly appearance. I’m going to go out with this appearance and embarrass you completely before I’ll stop.”

Jiang Shenhu, who had long held a high position and wielded power over the righteous path, was now rendered speechless by Hei Xiao's defiance.

Similar incidents have occurred many times in the past, but because he cherishes this child's talent so much, and because his violent nature is ultimately his own doing, he has always spoiled this child rotten.

"Give it to me!"

After saying this angrily, Jiang Heixiao stretched his hand forward again.

"You are not"

"I want to learn magic, and you'll lose face too."

"Whatever you want, whatever you want."

Jiang Shenhu was too lazy to pay attention to this rebellious son. He pulled out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve, tossed it into the air, and said, "The four ancient arts of concealment, fixation, transformation, and metamorphosis are all easy to learn but difficult to master. You have just entered the Dao, so in the future you should focus your energy on the true methods of our sect."

Black Owl stared at the thin paper in mid-air. On the paper was the character "change". Under the sunlight, the ink spread out and turned into the character "I".

Under his gaze, the words changed a hundred times, no less than ten thousand words changed in a short time. Soon, Black Owl understood one of the transformation methods. His body flipped in terms of aura and he became a handsome and spirited young man.

Upon seeing such a young man, Jiang Shenhu was momentarily stunned.

When first venturing into the art of transformation, the greatest taboo is drastic changes and illusions.

If someone is inherently ugly but insists on portraying themselves as exceptionally beautiful, there will inevitably be disharmony in their appearance. It's like forcibly combining two different things; others will notice this after prolonged observation, thus revealing the flaw. This is what is meant by "appearance reflects the heart."

Therefore, the best way to cultivate oneself is to first transform from ugly to ordinary, then from ordinary to refined, and from refined to beautiful. Each stage requires several years of adaptation, and during this period, one should also associate with intelligent and refined people. This is how one's inner temperament changes.

But in Black Owl, not to mention his handsome appearance, his extraordinary, tranquil and serene temperament was perfectly natural, as if it were his own destiny.

In his daze, Jiang Shenhu seemed to see a trace of the True Spirit Sect's third ancestor, who was also their Jiang family's ancestor, "Jade Toad Jiang Xuan." Such Daoist charm was now rarely seen in the Jiang family. "Stop looking. You can't give birth to a son with such a refined and intelligent appearance."

Hearing that sharp, sarcastic tone that seemed capable of choking someone, Jiang Shenhu felt a sense of despair.

"Things will get better. As long as my son begins to cultivate the true scriptures of our sect, guiding his violent nature into the cultivation of the scriptures, and with the help of a few other methods, he will surely be able to reverse his bad character in one fell swoop," Jiang Shenhu comforted himself.

Thinking this way, I felt much better, and I found Black Owl more agreeable again.

Jiang Shenhu summoned Hei Xiao into the house and ordered the old woman in the courtyard to bring a treasure box from the inner room, which Hei Xiao then opened himself.

When the box was opened, it seemed as if most of the candlelight in the room had been absorbed, and a snow-white fur coat was folded inside.

This fur coat, like a piece of freshly fallen snow, spreads softly on the scarlet velvet. Upon closer inspection, each hair tip is tinged with a faint yellow, and thousands of golden rays move silently under the candlelight, as if they possess a spirit.

Black Owl's palm gently brushed over, as if touching a wisp of cloud. His palm was warm and slightly itchy, yet felt weightless. He heard Jiang Shenhu's words in his ear, "This precious fur coat is called 'Snow Gold.' The fur was purchased from the Heavenly Fox Academy with a large amount of merit."

Even the most skilled embroiderer in the family would have to spend half a year and exhaust her energy to produce a single fur coat.

This fox fur coat can be said to be a treasure built from talisman money and good deeds; no amount of celestial resources could buy its spiritual power.

"Once you wear it, amidst countless changes, even those with discerning eyes will find it difficult to see through your disguise, and ordinary unorthodox techniques will be unable to harm you in the slightest."

Black Owl was delighted upon hearing this, picked up the snow-white gold garment, and sighed inwardly that this was the standard attire for scions of noble families.

He was about to put it on when Jiang Shenhu took it from him and draped it over his shoulders himself.

As the fur coat was draped over him, Black Owl felt the chill around him vanish and be replaced by a warm embrace, as if he were sitting around a small stove. A radiant glow emanated from him, making his slender figure appear even more upright and handsome, like a jade tree shrouded in a layer of serene light.

"Good, good, that's the style I had back in the day."

Jiang Shenhu, sporting a tiger's head and gleaming golden eyes, spoke with an air of seriousness.

Just as the father and son were enjoying this tender moment, Black Owl broke the atmosphere with a nonchalant remark: "Old man, do you have any unused magical artifacts at home that you could give me a set of? I see other families have them."

"set?"

"Even one piece will do."

"Is this how your five henchmen teach you?"

"Old man, don't try to sow discord in my eyes. I've disliked those five old accomplices for a long time, especially the three you gave them."

Black Owl, unfazed by the oppressive tone in his father's voice, waved his hand and said, "If it weren't for your sake, I would have used them to refine the 'Five Ghosts Soul-Severing Palm' long ago. I've heard that this unorthodox secret technique allows one to achieve supernatural powers through unconventional methods at the spell stage. Quite a few people in the Zhao family are secretly practicing it."

Jiang Shenhu knew that this son was like a mule that could be easily persuaded, and that clashing with his temper would only worsen the relationship between father and son, so he could only soften his tone and try to persuade him.

"Ji Xuzhou of the Ji family was able to wield magical treasures from a young age because he was born into a wealthy family, but he did not desire official positions and was able to devote himself to Taoist arts."

As a child, he had heard that the Earth Immortal King truly possessed the way to transcend the world, so when he was old enough to wear his hair in his hair, he sought the Dao at Mount Tai, working hard and serving as a servant, personally carrying shoes.

Wang Zhen did not teach him the ways of the world, but only talked with him about current affairs and the business of making a living as a tenant farmer. Even so, Ji Xuzhou was able to remain diligent for a long time. At that time, there were more than 100 people who worked with Wang Zhen, but they all left. Only Ji Xuzhou stayed and paid more respects to him.

Because of his attitude towards learning the Tao, the Ji family specially gifted him a magical artifact to protect his progress in following the immortals.

"I can too!"

Black Owl blurted out.

(End of this chapter)