Yan Liu's fierce words immediately put Jiang Dandan on alert. She hurriedly said to the hunter in a childish voice, "Blah blah blah, as a male, if you have a bad back, you'll lose face. Don't worry about my claws when it comes to losing face."

"My dragon father said that my claws are like human fingernails; they can regenerate, although it's a bit slow. They'll be completely healed in three to five years or even ten years!"

"Don't worry about me becoming disabled, and don't worry about your back. I will definitely cure your back. Just relax and accept it."

Ginger shreds: "..."

Could this little dragon really think that by sacrificing its claws for knives, it's finding a good buddy and follower, instead of selling itself out?

So, it's really silly, naive, and cute.

Yanliu: "..."

This little egg, this little licking dragon, is so silly, she's too embarrassed to lie to it anymore.

Reflecting on oneself three times a day, being love-struck. Unacceptable, unacceptable, unacceptable!

"Alright, alright!" Jiang Dandan thought she had calmed the hunter down and stretched out her paws toward Jiang Si: "Cute and charming auntie, come on, come on, hurry up, slice away, don't be shy, don't be shy, one paw isn't enough, slice two paws!"

Seeing its fearless attitude, Jiang Si clicked her tongue, gathered her spiritual power into a blade with one hand, and gripped Jiang Dandan's delicate claws and wrists with the other.

Jiang Dandan shuddered and turned her head away, unable to bear seeing her claws being cut off.

Jiang Si curled her lips, and the spiritual blade fell down. Jiang Dandan's little finger claw fell down, and Yan Liu reached out to catch it.

After Jiang Si finished cutting its claws, she used her mental energy to wrap it up and then let go: "Alright, go play somewhere else."

"All done?" Jiang Dandan exclaimed in surprise after taking a bite: "It doesn't hurt at all anymore! Oh my god, what's wrong with my hand? Why is there all this white spiritual energy?"

Jiang Dandan's claws were covered with a layer of white spiritual energy, thick and misty like fog, obscuring the claws themselves.

Since she didn't feel any pain in her claws, Jiang Dandan began to seriously doubt whether her claws had actually been cut!

"Don't worry about your claws, just stay out of the way and don't hold us back." Yan Liu said, holding a dragon claw bone in her hand. All the flesh, blood, and skin were gone, leaving only a bone.

Seeing this, Jiang Dandan shuddered and, being a wise person, quickly moved aside, watching them from a distance.

The small, black bone, devoid of flesh, blood, and skin, was perfectly round in my hand. Jiang Si took it from Yan Liu's hand, held it up, and examined it: "The legendary dragon bone, like its skin, is black. It feels a bit like jade to the touch, and it's incredibly powerful—truly extraordinary!"

Yan Liu nodded in agreement: "Dragon meat and dragon skin are quite delicious too. I just ate some; they tasted great, much better than dead chickens and ducks."

As a willow tree, the first things I ate when I first started eating meat were earthworms, worms, dead ducks, dead chickens, and dead geese. Dragon meat and dragon skin were things I was never eating before.

It was a bit small, and I didn't really taste much, but it was really good. I was a little unsatisfied and wanted to gnaw on that little dragon.

Jiang Si raised an eyebrow and pointed at Yan Liu's mind as she spoke: "Little Yan Liu, kick out those unrealistic ideas from your little head. If you dare to eat that dragon, I'll hunt you down and stab you to death!"

Yan Liu licked her lips: "I was just thinking about it, imagining what a whole dragon would taste like, I never thought I'd actually eat it!"

This dragon can't be eaten. There are other dragons in the Abel Galaxy, right? We can just catch one we don't recognize or know and eat it, won't we?

If the plan is feasible, we should execute it when the opportunity arises.

Jiang Si shrugged: "Alright, I'll trust you for now. Let's start repairing the knife."

Yan Liu immediately focused intently, holding the iron hammer: "Okay!"

Jiang Si held a section of dragon bone, bent down, wrapped her hand with her mental energy, put the two pieces of the hunter's body back together, and then wedged the dragon bone into the gap: "Yan Liu, hammer!"

Yan Liu took the large iron hammer and slammed it down with a loud clang.

A section of the dragon bone was hammered directly into the hunter's body.

Just as Yan Liu was about to strike the hammer for the second time, Jiang Si stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute!"

Yan Liu raised his hammer and stopped.

Jiang Si raised the hunting knife.

Yan Liu exclaimed, "One hammer blow and it's done?"

Jiang Si took a closer look at the closed-up Hunting: "It's not good. It's just that it's instinctively absorbing the dragon bones with its body, using the dragon bones to glue its two body segments together."

“Look, even though his body is glued together, there are still tiny cracks, and in order to merge with the dragon bone, he didn’t even bother to match the patterns.”

Yanliu: "..."

Being love-struck is a bad thing.

Even a knife can be love-struck; what a waste of thousands of years of history.

What a disappointment to the tree!

"The patterns are all wrong, what should we do?" Jiang Dandan, like a little mudfish, peeked over, standing on tiptoe and peeking out, looking mischievous and adorable: "Should we break it off again and fix it all over again?"

Jiang Si lowered her gaze: "Good idea, then let's smash it again, redo the patterns, and make sure to restore it to its original state."

With a clang

Jiang Si's knife emitted a clang, as if in protest.

"Protest denied!" Jiang Si was a woman of action; she took the scalding hot hunting rifle and plunged it directly into the hot coals of the stove.

Jiang Dandan slurped it up and felt it was so hot.

The hunted creature burned in the furnace for half an hour before being taken out by Jiang Si's hand, which was wrapped in spiritual energy, and split in two, with the dragon bone falling out.

Jiang Si kicked the dragon bone with her foot, sending it flying back up to face the gap in the hunting pit, where Yan Liu used a large hammer to smash it.

With a single blow, the dragon bone was re-embedded in the gaping hole of the hunt, mending it. Then, Jiang Si took out a scale from her spatial storage.

The tiny, dark, ginger-egg-like scales, each the size of a fingernail, were trimmed into thin strips on her hand and wedged into the cracks of her hunting knife.

Yan Liu's hammer fell again, striking the hunter and sending sparks flying everywhere.

Jiang Si, holding the knife handle, placed the hunting pestle on the large iron block and said to Jiang Dandan, "Pick up the hammer next to you and come here to hammer!"

"Oh!" As long as it can restore Daodao to human form, Jiang Dandan will do anything. It will do whatever the cute and charming auntie asks it to do. So, it picked up the big iron hammer and came over, banging away.

Forging a good knife requires countless hammerings, countless firings, repeated immersion in cold water, and then taking it out again.

An hour later, the patterns on the hunter's body were completely smashed away, leaving him as a bare, unremarkable piece of scrap iron.

Jiang Si kicked him into the charcoal fire again, sat down, and fanned the fire with her hand: "Gentlemen, take a break, we'll have to beat you up again later."

Jiang Dandan transformed into a little water dragon, drenched in sweat, carrying a large iron hammer. He approached Jiang Si, gulped down a glass of chilled watermelon juice, and asked, "Lovely and charming auntie, how many more hits does Daodao have to give you before you return to normal?"

Jiang Si looked at Jiang Dandan and said, "In the ancient Earth of the Milky Way, it took three whole years of sacrificial offerings to forge Mo Xie Gan Jiang."

"The hunting is not as famous as theirs, but it has been forged for a longer time. The Moye Ganjiang was forged by sacrificing the life of the forger's wife, using only one life as a sacrifice."

“Hunting is different. The blacksmith who forged him used hundreds of young boys and girls. So, the day he was forged was filled with bloodshed. Afterwards, those who possessed him used him to kill and massacre cities. The number of souls who died under his blade and the amount of blood he drank can only be described as countless.”

"Now that it's broken, a dragon bone has been inserted into the gap. The dragon bone needs to be hammered and forged to become one with it before it can be restored to its original state, understand, little one!"

Jiang Dandan shook her head: "I don't quite understand. It's all very confusing. Does that mean I might have to beat Daodao up for three to five years?"

Yanliu: "..."

Is this little dragon really stupid or just pretending?

It usually looks so smart and cute, but when it comes to crucial moments, it seems so clumsy and unreliable.

"Pretty much!" Jiang Si teased Jiang Dandan, following her words: "Anyway, once it's broken, it's like starting all over again, and starting all over again means slowly forging it."

Jiang Dandan raised her little hand: "Cute and charming auntie, I want to ask, now that the pattern has been pounded away, can it be restored later?"

Jiang Si nodded and said, "Yes, when it's almost done, I'll just re-carve it for him!"

Jiang Dandan's eyes widened: "Then what pattern were we looking at before?"

Jiang Si exclaimed "Ah!" and immediately shifted the blame: "Didn't you ask me to match the patterns before?"

Jiang Dandan: "Is it me?"

"It's you!" Jiang Si and Yan Liu nodded simultaneously, saying in unison, "We heard it with our own ears, there's absolutely no mistake!"

Jiang Dandan: "..."

Okay, okay, if they both heard it, then it must be true.

"Alright, alright, you two keep hammering!" Jiang Si pointed at the boiler: "Remember one thing, strike while the iron is hot, especially when you're hunting!"

"Alright!" Jiang Dandan responded, pulled the Hunting Blade out of the boiler, placed it on the large iron plate, and hammered it with a clang. The hammering was no longer effective; the blade was no longer patterned. Apart from the hilt, the blade was completely unrecognizable.

Yan Liu drank two glasses of watermelon juice, one glass of orange juice, and one glass of apple juice. After finishing, she picked up the sledgehammer and continued clanging away...

Agares cooked lunch and came over to ask for ginger slices.

Jiang Si patted her bottom, left the furnace, and followed Agares into the dining room of Abel Manor. Two children were sitting in special high chairs, each holding a spoon and having a bowl in front of them. The eight-month-old baby was using the spoon to eat.

The black-eyed doll made a mess of the chair with food, and even started eating with its hands.

The golden-eyed child was spotless; not a single grain of rice had spilled out.

Jiang Si gave Agares a thumbs up: "Excellent!"

"Thank you!" Agares placed the food in front of her. "They're over eight months old now, they can use spoons, they can learn to eat by themselves. I'll clean up and wash it for them later!"

Jiang Si gave a perfunctory "uh-huh" twice, picked up her chopsticks and bowl: "Eat, eat, eat. After we finish eating, we still need to go exchange Yan Liu and Jiang Dandan!"

Agares picked up a piece of food for her: "Try my cooking."

Jiang Si took a bite and her eyes lit up: "Not bad, not bad! Your cooking skills are excellent, comparable to a master chef! Come on, have some too!"

Jiang Si didn't serve him any food, but instead pushed the food towards him and said a few polite words.

Agares's deep eyes flickered, and he said politely, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Jiang Si replied and began to focus on her meal.

The two cubs also ate, but the black-eyed cub ate like a crime scene.

Half an hour later, Jiang Si, having eaten and drunk her fill, stretched and took two bowls. She put rice in the bottom of one bowl and then put the vegetables and meat that Agares had left in the other bowls into the other bowls.

With chopsticks and spoons in hand, Jiang Si carried two large basins and left Abel Manor for the outside hearth.

Yanliu was already starving.

Jiang Dandan also experienced a dry mouth and throat.

The two looked thin and small, but when they ate, each of them had a big plate, with durian, juice, watermelon, and grilled meat.

While the two women were eating, Jiang Si picked up a hammer and began her hunt.

Gone are the patterns, gone is the blade-like hunting weapon; under her hammering, it gradually returns to its original blade shape.

After Jiang Dandan and Yan Liu finished their meal, the original form of the hunt was revealed.

Jiang Si inserted him into the furnace again, which caused thunder and fire from the sky to enter the furnace.

The lightning from the sky is hotter than charcoal fire, so the forging and processing process is faster.

Jiang Dandan and Yan Liu watched silently from the side.

The hunted creature was heated red-hot again and taken out, along with lightning and fire.

Jiang Si used her mental energy as a fine blade to carve patterns on the back of his hot body, layer upon layer of patterns slowly appearing on his flushed skin.

About half an hour later, the patterns on the back of the hunting knife were all engraved.

After the pattern was carved, Jiang Si threw the hunted animal directly into cold water to rinse it.

With a hissing sound.

The red on the hunter's body was extinguished by water, turning into a deep black on the back of the knife.

The tip and blade haven't been cut out yet.

Jiang Si took him out of the cold water, flicked him with her hand, listened to the sound of the blade, and examined the blade. It was perfectly sealed without any cracks.

After Jiang Si finished reading, she stuck the knife into the stove, added embers, and lit the thunder fire.

Until it's red-hot, take out the forged blade, the tip...

Over and over again, from afternoon until evening until noon the next day.

Agares came several times, but was driven away by Yanliu each time.

At noon, Jiang Si took a cloth and wiped the blade. She picked up the knife and saw that the patterns on it were deeper and more clearly layered than before, and the blade and tip were sharper and colder than before.

Jiang Si flicked her long hair, turned her hand holding the knife, and the hair that touched the knife was all cut off and fell to the ground.

Jiang Si's pupils narrowed slightly. She twirled her knife, the blade exuding a menacing aura, yet devoid of bloodshed.

It carries no bloodshed, but rather the aura of a dragon and the righteous energy of Yang.

That small section of the dragon claw actually suppressed the bloody smell on his body, giving him an aura that seemed to grow towards the sun.

Jiang Si was slightly surprised and incredulous. She picked up her knife and left the furnace room.

Jiang Dandan and Yan Liu quickly followed.

Jiang Si came out and said to Agares, who was pushing two children outside, "Agares, give the children to Yan Liu, take out your knife, and fight me with all your might!"