Journey to the West Creation Technique

Seven or eight boar-men, carrying torches, were huffing and puffing as they rummaged through the snake bones in the eerie burial ground of the giant python.

Snake bones are inherently slender; they are rarely thick.

But the few boar-men in front of them, if they wanted to use snake bones to make clubs, could only pick out the skeleton.

This is really hard to find...

Fortunately, they were careful enough to each select a barely usable "coarse bone" from the vast sea of ​​white bones.

Although these bones are still somewhat slender, they are already the thickest among the short ones.

After everyone made their choice...

The experienced boar-man at the head of the group immediately instructed: "Tie the two ends of the bone together with a rope..."

"...Use ropes to pull the bones together, keeping them a distance apart..."

"Spread them out a bit...hang the bones over the flames, that's the only way to roast them without burning yourself..."

"Don't think it's troublesome! This green flame is really weird. As soon as you get close, your whole body will feel numb. The key is that the more numb you feel, the more you want to get closer, and the closer you get, the more numb you feel and the more pleasurable it is..."

"Several of my brothers were misled by this feeling and went in to be burned to ashes..."

"Pah! It vanished without a trace, not even leaving a wisp..."

The boar-men broke out in a cold sweat and became even more cautious around the inconspicuous green fire.

They worked in pairs, using ropes to pull the snake bones far away, allowing the green fire to roast the snake bones from a distance.

Just as everyone was engrossed in their work, a cold voice suddenly rang in their ears: "Your tempering methods are far too crude and utterly a waste of resources."

"Who!?" The boarmen howled in the darkness.

Zhao Xiong did not show himself at all; an invisible true essence suddenly enveloped the entire area.

The wild boars, carefully selected "coarse bones" and "strong bones," were lifted into the air and suspended above the snake bone spirit fire.

Once exposed to the venomous flames, the snake bones quickly softened and fused together. Then, these softened snake bones adhered to each other and in the blink of an eye, they solidified into a giant club with an ancient and simple shape.

The eerie green spirit fire swirled around the great staff, flowing slowly, as if it were being absorbed and refined by the staff.

This flaming club was exactly what every boarman wanted to look at, and every boarman was overjoyed, their faces filled with longing.

The voice from the shadows rang out again: "Merely fusing bones to form a shape is far from enough. To forge a magical treasure, the key lies in tempering its spirit!"

"The best materials for tempering spirit in this world are essence, blood, and soul... Have you ever heard of the legend of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie forging swords with their own bodies?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than an invisible, immense force erupted once more, and the wild boars struggled in panic, but to no avail.

One by one, they were lifted into the air and thrown into the dark green poisonous fire.

The agonizing screams of pigs being slaughtered echoed throughout the cave...

The boar-man's essence, blood, and soul were all stirred by the poisonous fire, fueling the flames, which rolled and tumbled with a faint crimson hue.

Under its tempering, the ancient, large club became increasingly refined, and its shape also changed slightly...

Zhao Xiong, dressed in a black robe, slowly appeared beside the fire.

He raised his hand and formed a series of profound incantations, which were continuously applied to the bone staff, refining and solidifying it once again.

As the techniques were layered and applied, they precisely activated the muscles and bones.

The snake bone spirit fire that was originally burning suspended in the air was transferred to the big stick.

The serpent bone spirit fire remained suspended and burned quietly on the hammerhead.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhao Xiong's eyes, and he once again made a hand seal.

The serpent bone spirit fire rotated slightly, slowly receding, and finally transformed into a tiny, eerie green flame, lying dormant deep within the core of the bone club.

Holding the giant staff that contained the serpent's spiritual fire in his hand, Zhao Xiong's expression was quite solemn.

The Black Boar Demon God already knows about this place, and with the deaths of his followers, he might arrive soon. Therefore, he must find a way to take this strange fire away.

This natural snake bone is perfect as a vessel, allowing the spiritual fire to be temporarily sealed within it.

Now, all I need to do is find a safe place to seclude myself and completely subdue this venomous snake spirit fire.

……

Nanming Guardian.

evening.

Villages outside the city.

Fence Village.

Lu Chengjun, dressed in a plain blue robe, burst into a courtyard.

A young man was chopping wood in the courtyard.

This person's name is Huzi.

Upon seeing Lu Chengjun's personal arrival, Hu Zi slammed his black iron axe against a wooden stump and immediately greeted him with a smile: "Master Lu... what brings you here?"

"Tiger..." Lu Chengjun's tone was deep: "I heard you locked a woman up in your cellar?"

Tiger was taken aback, his face full of disdain: "Why would Master Lu have to personally intervene in my wife's trivial matters?"

"Tell me, why are you locking her up?" Lu Chengjun asked seriously.

Tiger exclaimed indignantly, "She's cheating on me! Shouldn't she be locked up?"

Lu Chengjun nodded slightly: "I know that these indigenous women still have the old custom of walking marriage, but even so, you shouldn't imprison them with iron chains."

"Immortal Master, you have no idea!" Tiger's voice suddenly rose: "If this young lady isn't tied up, who knows which man's house she'll sneak off to at night to fool around! And when she has a child, we won't even know whose child it is! If this were in the Central Plains, she would have been drowned in a pig cage long ago."

"Um... that's not right."

Tiger immediately puffed out his chest: "What's wrong with that? Since ancient times, the three obediences and four virtues have been observed. A wife should stay by her husband's side and be dutiful to her family!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chengjun sighed softly: "I'm not saying the rules are wrong, I'm saying that tying up someone else's wife... is wrong."

Tiger was stunned for a moment, then retorted, "What do you mean, someone else's wife! She's my lawfully wedded wife. We've already had our wedding ceremony and she's entered my family!"

"The woman you married is called Yu'e, and the woman you tied up is called Yu Fen," Lu Chengjun explained patiently.

Tiger: "..."

"Tiger, come with me." Lu Chengjun was very patient and led Tiger into his cellar.

In a corner of the cellar stood a young and beautiful woman dressed in hemp clothing, her hands bound by metal chains.

Upon seeing someone approaching, she raised her head, her eyes bright and clear.

Lu Chengjun quickly stepped forward and pointed to the woman's delicate face, saying, "Look! This isn't your wife. She has a mole here. Your wife, Yu'e, doesn't have a mole. This is Biaozi's wife, Yufen."

Tiger looked bewildered: "What about my wife, Yu'e?"

Lu Chengjun looked at Hu Zi and said calmly, "He's with Biao Zi."

Tiger: "..."

"Then why don't we just go with the flow?" Tiger asked tentatively.

Lu Chengjun shook his head vigorously, "No way! As the official in charge of moral education for the Southern Underworld Guard, I must resolutely stop this practice of wife-swapping! Whoever you drew lots for in the beginning, and whoever you married, is your wife!"

"...Tiger, you can't lock Yufen up just because she's prettier than Yu'e. What you're doing is no different from the evil custom of walking marriage..."

"We, the Southern Underworld Guard, strictly adhere to the customs and laws of the Central Plains and must resolutely oppose this outdated practice..."

After Lu Chengjun's earnest and persuasive lecture...

Tiger finally realized his mistake.

Tiger took the initiative to unlock Yu Fen's chains: "Miss Yu Fen, you can go home now."

Yu Fen looked at Hu Zi with deep affection.

Tiger looked at her with deep affection.

"Cough cough cough..." Lu Chengjun coughed lightly twice, at which point the moral education officer had not yet left.

The two had no choice but to give up...

Lu Chengjun's expression was serious: "Miss Yufen, after you go back, you must behave yourself and never engage in the barbaric practice of marriage again."