I just want to show off! Big Head Son and Small Head Dad?

Zhao Gongming brought the three personal disciples of the Western Teachings back to his cave dwelling.

The three sat on prayer mats, feeling restrained. Medicine Master even had to wipe blood from his mouth from time to time.

"Three junior brothers, you are aware of the rules here," Zhao Gongming said straightforwardly, taking a sip of immortal tea.

"If you want to refine those top-tier magic treasures, you'll need precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

"If you don't have them, there's nothing I can do. After all, even the cleverest cook can't make a meal without ingredients."

Upon hearing this, Medicine Master gritted his teeth and took out a serene and peaceful treasure bead.

"Senior Brother Zhao, this is a Calming Bodhi Pearl that I obtained by chance."

"Although it can't be used for offense, it can help one conquer inner demons and achieve peace of mind."

"Would this be acceptable?"

[Ding! Detected high-level Artifact Refining material: Calming Bodhi Pearl.] [Rating: Qualified.] [Matching Plan: Can refine conceptual magic treasure of the mental control type.]

A sharp glint flashed in Zhao Gongming's eyes.

Helps achieve peace of mind?

That's a great attribute!

If I were to reverse it, or twist it... hehe.

"Not bad, this item is barely acceptable," Zhao Gongming nodded, took the bead, and then waved his sleeve.

Hummm--!

The Supreme Grade Innate Spirit Treasure: Nine Dragon Cauldron instantly spewed out nine fiery dragon phantoms!

"Hiss, a cauldron of Supreme Grade Innate Spirit Treasure level?!" Maitreya and Dizang's eyes widened, and they gasped.

The Western Teachings were extremely poor; even the Saints didn't have many magic treasures, let alone their disciples.

Seeing that Zhao Gongming's artifact refining furnace was a Supreme Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, tears of envy were about to stream from their mouths.

"Fire, come!" Zhao Gongming shouted lightly, and with a breath, the Samadhi True Fire swirled out. The surrounding space warped from the heat.

The power to burn the heavens and boil the seas forced the three to circulate their magic power to resist.

"This is... the top-tier divine ability, Samadhi True Fire?!" Pharmacist Daoist exclaimed, spitting out another small mouthful of blood.

Before they could recover.

Zhao Gongming seemed to feel the atmosphere wasn't intense enough, and with a thought.

Whoosh!

Thirty-six Sea Calming Pearls swirled behind him, manifesting the heavens!

At that moment, the entire cave dwelling was illuminated by the treasure's radiance.

It almost blinded the three disciples of the Western Teachings.

"Wha... what the heck, thirty-six Sea Calming Pearls, comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure?!" Maitreya Daoist's prayer beads almost fell from his hands.

He stared with his mouth agape at the circling Sea Calming Pearls.

Pharmacist Daoist was even more dumbfounded.

While wiping the blood spurting from his mouth, he stammered, "Senior Brother Zhao..."

"You're refining artifacts, so why are you bringing out these thirty-six Sea Calming Pearls?"

"Do these treasures have some special bonus effect on artifact refining?"

Zhao Gongming glanced back at the pearls behind him.

Then he looked at the three who looked like they had never seen the world before.

A smug smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he chuckled.

"Bonus effect?"

"Oh, not really."

"I just wanted to show off a bit, let you see my wealth."

"After all, the West is barren, and I was afraid you hadn't seen so many treasures, so I wanted to broaden your horizons."

Pfft—!!!

The Pharmacist Daoist spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it three feet high, this time from sheer anger.

Maitreya and Dizang also had their faces twitching uncontrollably.

Fists clenched, then relaxed, then clenched again.

So despicable!

They really wanted to hit someone!

Is this the peculiar taste of Eastern tycoons?

It's like stabbing their hearts!

Seeing the three of them unable to accept it but also unable to defeat him, Zhao Gongming felt great and immediately got to work.

The Nine Dragon Cauldron whirred, and the Samadhi True Fire surged.

The Calming Bodhi Pearl was tossed in.

"Done!"

Zhao Gongming beckoned, and a magic treasure with a rather childlike appearance landed in his hand.

It was a rattle drum painted with festive patterns.

The pellets on both sides made crisp dong dong sounds as it was shaken.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully refining!]

[Magic Treasure Name: Wisdom-Reducing Rattle Drum]

[Conceptual Attribute: Forcefully reduces wisdom. Shake the rattle drum to assign the target an IQ below zero, entering a state of dementia.]

[Manifests as: crooked mouth and slanted eyes, drooling, and emitting a 'he he he' Spongebob laugh.]

[Side Effect: Full-time Daddy. The user wears a pink apron, holds a milk bottle in their left hand, shakes the drum with their right, and sings a lullaby in a cooing tone: "Big Head Son, Small Head Dad, a pair of good friends, a happy father and son..."]

At the same time, the System's rewards also arrived.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for refining a Conceptual Level Magic Treasure!]

[Critical Hit Reward Triggered! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Six Ding True Fire!]

A gentle yet long-lasting flame power merged into Zhao Gongming's body.

The Six Ding True Fire was the divine fire from Taishang Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Although not as explosive as the Samadhi True Fire, it was best suited for refining elixirs and artifacts.

It possessed the divine effect of slow simmering and nurturing all creation.

"Good stuff, one martial and one civil, my fire-element divine abilities are complete!"

Zhao Gongming rejoiced inwardly.

He then walked up to the Pharmacist Daoist holding the rattle drum.

"I haven't failed my mission, it's ready."

The Pharmacist Daoist took the rattle drum, completely bewildered.

"Senior Brother, this is for children, isn't it?"

Zhao Gongming said seriously.

"Junior Brother, do not judge a book by its cover."

"This treasure is called the Wisdom-Reducing Rattle Drum."

"With just a gentle shake, it can hard-control a person."

"Turning them into a fool who only drools and makes silly 'he he he' laughs."

The Pharmacist's eyes lit up.

"Really?!"

This control effect was far superior to any Immortal Binding Rope!

"However..." Zhao Gongming coughed.

"The way to use this is a little particular."

Immediately, he explained the entire process of putting on an apron, holding a baby bottle, and singing "Big Head Son."

After listening, Medicine Master, Maitreya, and Dizang were completely petrified.

"An... an apron, a baby bottle?"

"And you have to sing 'Big Head Son, Little Head Dad'?"

Maitreya's mouth twitched, and he looked at Zhao Gongming in disbelief.

"Senior Brother Zhao, is this a proper magic treasure?"

"What kind of proper magic treasure needs to be used like this?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming puffed out his chest.

He slapped his chest with a thunderous sound and said righteously.

"Junior Brother, you're being too formal."

"Go ask around, when have any of the magic treasures I, Zhao Gongming, refined ever been proper?"

"Can a proper magic treasure make Cihang kneel and call me 'Dad'?"

"Can a proper magic treasure make you spray like a fountain just now?"

"Improper is my golden signboard!"

The three of them: "..."

Speechless.

Completely speechless.

Is that supposed to be a compliment?!

And you're proud of it?!

Pharmacist Daoist looked at the rattle in his hand, his expression shifting uncertainly.

But then he recalled the scene on the stage just now.

Bixiao's domineering "Father's Love is Like a Mountain" attitude, Jin Ling's "Zha Zha Hui" ferocity...

Then he looked at his own magic treasure. Although it required wearing an apron and singing, At least he didn't have to call anyone 'Dad' or become a fountain.

"It seems... it's not entirely unacceptable?"

Pharmacist Daoist was bizarrely convinced.

Just then, Maitreya Buddha beside him suddenly's eyes darted.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother, since this magic treasure is so miraculous..."

"Shouldn't we find someone to test its effects?"

Hearing this, Medicine Master slowly turned his head.

His eyes, still bloodshot, stared intently at Maitreya.

"Junior Brother speaks wisely."

"You were laughing quite happily below the stage just now, weren't you?"

Maitreya's smile froze instantly.

Looking at the rattle Pharmacist was gradually raising.

A chill shot straight to the crown of his head.

"Bro... Brother?"

"What are you staring at me for?"

"Brother, no! I'm your real junior brother!!"

"Brother, no!!!"