Chaotic Shantytown

According to Lang Zhen, there was also a mountain beside Xiyin City, the provincial capital, where such beautiful stones could easily be found.

At first, these stones were worthless. People casually dug into the mountains and picked them up.

Later on, some Martial Warriors used the stones to temper their cultivation because they were hard and fairly attractive, polishing them into all sorts of objects.

For example, Lang Zhen believed the pair of stone balls Feng Jun had bought had been polished by Martial Warriors with too much time on their hands.

Of course, since the finished products looked quite nice, the Martial Warriors could sell them after training to supplement their household income. That was even better.

Hearing this, Feng Jun could not help thinking of the jade box he had found broken in half. So the things inside really might not have been important—and even the box itself had been cheap.

He had always been somewhat puzzled. The river valley he had passed through was sparsely traveled, but it was not some forbidden zone for humans. How could such a beautiful jade box have been casually thrown there without anyone picking it up?

Now, he finally had the answer—it had been too cheap.

Never mind a broken jade box; even if an intact one were tossed there, it was hard to say whether anyone would bother bending down to pick it up.

As for that unpolished Mutton-Fat White Jade, it certainly had not been carried by that unlucky man when he jumped into the river.

More likely than not, the man had been killed, and the murderer had casually grabbed a stone, tied it to him, and sunk the body in the river.

That was right. Premium Mutton-Fat Jade Seed Material had merely been used as a weight