This Dao Ancestor is too young.

Zhang Yuanzhu clearly sensed that after that, the water control technique was activated without any further thought, becoming an instinct, as if his eyes were open and his arms were raised.

but....

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly.

When the magical runes were born, his body felt an immense pressure, a pressure on his flesh, bones, and tendons.

This was his feeling after his body had been cleansed by essence blood pills and the essence of the city lord's mansion had been reversed.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, their body might explode, or their dantian might shatter, destroying their entire cultivation path.

The boy opened his eyes, his gaze thoughtful.

It seems I need to try cultivating the Moon Essence Body Protection Technique, using the moon essence to refine my physical body, and then using the remaining essence blood pills to cleanse my body, making it strong enough.

With the spell runes complete, the next step is to forge the magical artifact.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, examining the various spiritual objects laid out on the ground.

He was already somewhat prepared for the forging of the ritual implements.

The first thing he needs to forge is a magic sword. If he has enough spiritual materials, he can also forge an artifact that enhances water magic.

In the blink of an eye, a stream of water appeared out of thin air and began to slowly rotate.

He stretched out his palm, picked up the dark jade-colored gemstone, and examined it closely.

This spiritual object is formed from the resentment, hatred, and unwillingness of cultivators from three major families, making it quite extraordinary.

Using this resentful stone as a base, and fragments of the blue crystal sword as branches, along with various spiritual materials, it was forged into a magic sword.

Lost in thought, he raised his palm, and the dark jade-colored gemstone fell into the water.

buzz~

In an instant, the water spun rapidly, and the dark jade-colored gemstone trembled slightly, beginning to disintegrate little by little.

Impurities were ejected from the spiritual object, and the black jade gemstone completely disintegrated, gradually turning into a mass of black liquid.

Then, Zhang Yuanzhu picked up the spirit stone, the pure white sword hilt, the black and white shield fragments, and the golden armor from the ground, and added them to the ink-colored liquid one by one.

At the same time, the boy raised one arm, channeled his magic power, and unleashed a series of magic seals.

The liquid twisted and changed, revealing mysterious patterns that appeared and disappeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his eyes, gazing at the gradually taking shape sword, and a smile appeared on his lips.

His derivation of the water-based weapon-making method from "The Art of White Bone Refining" is correct.

Next, simply follow the steps and continue refining.

With a downward stroke, he manipulated the water flow to continuously polish the vessel blank; he didn't know how much time had passed.

Clang!

With a sword's cry, the artifact embryo, formed by combining various spiritual elements, was fully completed.

It was a seven-foot-long sword with a blood-red hilt engraved with streaks of golden water patterns. The blade was jet black and its sharpness was fully revealed.

Just looking at him makes my eyes sting.

Zhang Yuanzhu's smile widened, and he reached out and grabbed the sword hilt, pulling it in front of him to examine it closely.

He stretched out his free hand and gently stroked the sword, feeling the coolness from his fingertips.

"It is a low-grade magic weapon, but it can already be considered a fine example among low-grade magic weapons. If enough spiritual materials are available in the future, it may be possible to reforge it into a mid-grade magic weapon."

Clang!

The magic sword is sheathed, its sharpness concealed.

"From now on, the sword will be named Slayer of Evil. I will wield this magic sword to slay the head of the Tao family demon and restore justice to hundreds of thousands of people."

Zhang Yuanzhu muttered to himself.

This was the first formidable enemy he had encountered since he began his cultivation. The enemy had been plotting and scheming for over a decade, killing his son, exterminating his clan, and finally nearly annihilating an entire city.

Even with him, Jiang Chuyu, and that Uncle Tian joining forces, they were unable to completely eliminate this demon.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, examining the remaining spiritual items: fragments of an earthen-yellow altar, shards of a bronze mirror, and the essence blood and bones of a demon.

The boy stretched out his hand, grasped the earthen-yellow fragment of the altar, and lightly touched it with his fingertips.

The dull knocking echoed inside and outside the city gate.

After a moment, the boy nodded in satisfaction.

As expected of a mid-grade magic artifact, the material is excellent and sufficient as a base for reforging magic artifacts. With the addition of demon blood and bones, and the fragments of a bronze mirror, we can try to forge an instrument to assist in water control.

With a thought, water appeared out of thin air, and one by one, spiritual objects and white bones fell into the water.

As the water flows and rotates, impurities are driven away, turning into strands of liquid that intertwine and converge.

At the same time, the boy raised his arms and formed a mudra.

If the Demon-Slaying Sword only seeks sturdiness and sharpness, then the forging of this magical artifact is much more complicated and requires more methods.

Clang clang~

The sound of materials colliding came from the flowing water, and a pot-shaped vessel slowly took shape.

As one magical seal after another was cast, one spiritual object after another was added, and the magical artifact was completely completed.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand, gently grasped the bronze kettle, and examined it carefully.

This teapot has an elegant and antique shape, about the size of a palm. Its round belly and narrow mouth resemble a pear in early autumn, which fits perfectly in your hand. The bronze body of the teapot is mottled and mixed with specks of blood, as if it has been weathered by time.

This pot has only two abilities: it can absorb and release the water of a great river, which greatly helps in water control techniques, eliminating the need for the pot to condense water itself.

At the same time, various toxins and demonic energy can be added to the water to fight enemies.

Secondly, it can devour living beings and refine them into blood.

Of course, this ability is only useful against weaker opponents; against cultivators of the same level, he still needs to personally take action to kill them.

"Let's name this pot the Sea-Swallowing Pot, for I hope one day I can swallow the stars and the sea."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled.

The Star Sea is the northern boundary of Fallen Demon Mountain. It is so vast that even if stars fall into it, they would be like pebbles falling.

If one day he were to be able to swallow the entire starry sea with his gourd, even if the Dao Ancestor appeared in his future memories, he would still want to see him and say a word.

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the Sea-Swallowing Pot.

With the reforging of the magical artifact complete, he began to plan his own path in order to quickly improve his combat power.

Body tempering, swordsmanship, and cultivation are the most important things to him.

For body refinement, it involves practicing the Moon Essence Body Protection Technique and consuming essence blood pills.

To improve my swordsmanship, I need to continue searching for other sword techniques involving beasts.

As for his cultivation level, once he refines the pure Yin energy within his dantian, his cultivation will improve once again.

After planning his future path of cultivation, the young man stood up. At that moment, the night faded, the rain stopped, and a golden light shone from the east, piercing through the clouds and illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his sword at his side, bathed in sunlight, heading towards the inner city.

After eliminating the demons and settling accounts with the people, he would leave Jiao Yuan City.

Ta-ta-ta~

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed through the streets. The boy walked slowly and steadily until he reached the river that encircled the inner city.

With palm outstretched and fingers spread, the Sea-Swallowing Pot appeared.

Lightly touch the body of the teapot with your fingertips.

hum~

The bronze pot trembled slightly, rose into the air, and hovered above the great river.

Then, a tremendous suction force burst forth, causing the river water to surge backward, flowing upwards and eventually merging into the bronze pot.

Such a huge commotion gradually drew crowds to both banks of the river, who gazed at the bronze pot enveloped by layers of water and the blood-stained youth standing on the bank with his sword at his side.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhang Yuanzhu proclaimed in a loud voice:

"Jiaoyuan City has suffered a calamity, and you survivors should help each other."

"The demonic cultivators of the Tao family have not been eliminated. I shall pursue and kill them with all my might until I die."

The rushing sound of the river, mixed with the resolute voice of the boy, echoed along both banks of the river.