Chapter 56: The Golden Thunderstone Monument

  Ye Feng smiled coldly and said to Meng Changjun, "Then I should thank you, Brother Meng? Or shall we have a friendly spar first? Just use your full strength, Brother Meng. I'd like to see what you're capable of."

  Ye Feng's words were accompanied by two clenched fists that crackled with energy, causing Meng Changjun to curl up his lips and shrink his neck. What kind of joke is this? This kid's cultivation is far above mine, beating me would be as easy as beating a child!

  "Go! You go!" Meng Changjun nodded and quickly slipped away, urging himself to hurry up in his heart. The little guy in front of him was really a daredevil who dared to fight back!

  Lord Meng Chang returned to the cave mansion, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became: This little brat surnamed Ye dared to come to my territory and not behave himself. Just thinking about how he came previously makes me angry. I must find an opportunity to take revenge on him. Since I'm no match for you, there's always someone who can take you down. This time, let Master Shibo personally take action to teach you a lesson.

  Meng Changjun's Shibo Zhang Mingyuan was the true heir of Feiyang Peak, and it was he who recommended Meng Changjun and Song Renjie to Zi Xiaozhenren at that time. At this critical moment, Meng Changjun thought of his Shibo again.

  Arriving at Zhang Mingyuan's cave, Meng Changjun wore a mournful expression and directly said to Zhang Mingyuan: "Master Uncle, I have something to ask of you, and I hope Master Uncle will agree."

  Zhang Mingyuan readily agreed, "Whatever it is, just say it, Master will definitely help."

  "When my nephew Zixiao was practicing in the cave, he met Ye Feng, a fellow disciple of our sect. Who knew that this kid had a deep city and hid his strength? He often slandered us in front of the master, and when I went to reason with him, he even beat me up. Brother Song and I went together to reason with him, but who knew that this kid would start fighting as soon as we spoke."

  Meng Changjun choked back a sob and continued, "We listened to your teachings, but Zi Xiaozhen's cave was not returned. Who would have thought that this kid would return to the sect and boast that he wants to severely defeat his nephew in the True Transmission Grand Selection? My nephew is worried and has come to ask you, Master, to step in and teach that kid a lesson."

  Zhang Mingyuan was furious after hearing this, "I didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant. Master will definitely give you a hard time, but as the true heir of the sect's elder, it's not suitable for him to personally teach an inner disciple..."

  Zhang Mingyuan paced back and forth in the cave, thinking for half a day before saying: "Since that kid wants to participate in the True Transmission Grand Selection, I'll give you a treasure that will guarantee you can teach him a lesson during the selection."

  When Meng Changjun heard that Zhang Mingyuan was going to give him a treasure, his originally tearful face immediately turned into a smile and asked: "What kind of treasure is it? Master, hurry up and take it out to let your nephew open his eyes."

  Zhang Mingyuan calmly opened a box beside him and took out a black stone slab the size of his palm, on which were densely written Sanskrit characters.

  "Master Shibo, what treasure is this?" Meng Changjun asked with some impatience.

  "This object is called 'Golden Thunder Stone Tablet', it's a magic tool that I, the old man, have carefully refined. Holding this object and concentrating one's mind on the divine artifact, with one palm strike, can split a giant stone in half. Its power is enormous. Normally, when encountering ferocious demonic beasts, I use this divine artifact, so nephew should be cautious at ordinary times."

  "Thank you, Master Shibo. If I had this divine tool to help me, the true transmission of the great selection would be within my grasp and that kid Ye Feng would be no match for me."

  "Ahahahaha! Indeed, if you become a true disciple of Fei Yang Peak, it will also bring honor to my face!"

  Meng Changjun took over the "Golden Thunder Stone Stele" and looked at it carefully. The stone stele, which was about the size of a palm, had a thickness similar to that of a hand, and it felt very comfortable in his grasp, giving him an urge to try it out.

  He looked up and saw a fake mountain inside the cave, Meng Changjun exerted his strength, his feet kicked the ground and flew into the air, raised his right hand holding the "Golden Thunder Stone Tablet" and slapped it towards the fake mountain.

  A loud crash, the two stones collided, and the cave was like a muffled thunderclap. Meng Changjun was heavily bounced back, landing on his buttocks, his right hand grasping the stone tablet with all his might, numb from the force of his own blow, trembling uncontrollably.

  Zhang Mingyuan hastily came forward to help Meng Changjun up from the ground, and smiled slightly: "Nephew is eager for revenge, why so anxious? I haven't taught you how to use this divine instrument yet, how did you start practicing first?"

  Meng Changjun rubbed his sore arm and said, "That Ye Feng is too much of a bully. I'd love to teach him a lesson right now, so I'm eager to see the power of this divine artifact, sorry to make you laugh, Master."

  Zhang Ming nodded and said, "What you used earlier was roughly correct. However, before using the 'Golden Thunder Stone Monument', some preparations are needed. A piece of magic stone needs to be inserted into the recessed groove at the back of the monument, and then with the user's own cultivation, it can unleash the mighty power of the divine artifact. Of course, the higher the grade of the magic stone inserted, the greater the power of the divine artifact."

  Zhang Mingyuan turned around and took out a golden light-emitting magic stone from the box, continuing to say: "This 'Golden Thunderstone Monument' is a divine artifact of the Golden Attribute. If you put on a piece of Golden Attribute magic stone, it can better exert its power."

  Meng Changjun held the stele in his hand, a hint of disappointment on his face as he said: "Nephew is only at the eighth layer of Qi Refining, and although there are two pieces of golden attribute law stones in his hand, even good law stones are only third-grade. Putting them into this divine artifact, I'm afraid it won't be able to exert much power."

  "Don't worry about this nephew, Master Uncle, I've already prepared it for you. I spent a lot of effort to get a 7th-grade gold-attribute magic stone, and this time, in order for you to participate in the True Transmission Grand Selection, I'll reluctantly part with it and give it to you. However, remember that this 7th-grade magic stone is hard to come by, so after using it, be sure to return it to Master Uncle."

  Seventh-grade spirit stone! Meng Changjun had only heard of it before, but he had never seen a seventh-grade spirit stone himself. Only the elder-level figures within the sect could obtain a seventh-grade spirit stone, and ordinary disciples hadn't even seen one before. However, the probability of a seventh-grade spirit stone appearing was indeed very small, and even elders found it difficult to get their hands on one.

  Meng Changjun took over the shining seven-level gemstone, his heart was so excited that it almost jumped to his throat. He immediately placed the gemstone on the stone tablet in the middle, and the Sanskrit characters on the stone tablet suddenly emitted a burst of golden light. Meng Changjun's heart was surging with excitement as he stood up and walked towards the fake mountain again.

  "Hey, hey, don't be in a rush. This artifact has been upgraded with a 7th-level magic stone and can be considered mid-grade. Its power is also incredibly massive. This fake mountain doesn't have any grudges against you, it would be a shame to destroy it. In the back of the cave, there's an iron cow that hasn't been used yet. I've wanted to move it away for a long time, but it's just too heavy. Why don't you try using it today?"

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