This Dao Ancestor is too young.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his palm, picked up the Golden Pattern Bell and the Golden Spirit Gauntlets, and examined them carefully.

The bell's body was covered with dense cracks, as if it would collapse at any moment, and the Golden Spirit Gauntlets were also torn in several places.

It can be said that these two low-grade magical artifacts are already half-destroyed.

This battle was extremely fierce. Facing an opponent far superior to those of the same realm, most of his magical artifacts were destroyed. Fortunately, the outcome was not too bad.

He gently stroked the ritual implements with his fingertips and placed the golden bell and gauntlets on the ground.

Then, he turned his attention to the Demon-Slaying Sword. The once black blade had turned crimson, and the blood-red color exuded a remarkable aura, intertwining and flowing.

"Snake blood, human blood, blood of ghosts and gods..."

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself.

The Demon-Slaying Sword is stained with the blood of many powerful figures. If it can be properly reforged, it will surely advance even further.

Moreover, after breaking through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, low-grade magic weapons could no longer keep up with his progress; only mid-grade magic weapons could unleash his full combat power.

The only mid-grade magic weapon the boy currently possesses is the Transformation Mirror, which he obtained from the second protector of the Dragon Worship Association.

He shook his head, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts.

He focused his gaze on the storage bag given to him by Huang Jiu, reached out his hand, gently grasped the storage bag, pulled it in front of him, and probed it with his magic power.

In an instant, one magical object after another appeared in my heart.

The space was filled with piles of snake blood, snake bones, black and white scales, and several fragments of an altar.

Zhang Yuanzhu suspected that if it weren't for the limited storage space, Huang Jiu would have given him all the remains of the snake demon.

Even a young man could hardly remain calm at this moment.

This is the most spiritual item he has obtained since he embarked on his cultivation journey.

It should be noted that the donkey that followed Fairy Ye and acted as a liaison between the demonic path was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, far inferior to these two snake demons.

From then on, his path to immortality would be smooth, and he would inevitably grow up much faster.

Lost in thought, he lightly tapped the storage bag with his fingertip, and several snake scales and bones floated out and landed on the ground.

Roar~

A series of roars emanated from the scales, filled with resentment and bitterness.

Zhang Yuanzhu's face was expressionless as a sky-blue radiance bloomed, covering the scales and snake bones and erasing all negative energy.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he put the storage bag containing the remains of the snake demon into his pocket.

Next, it's time to improve your own combat strength.

Recasting the ritual implements is undoubtedly the best option.

He found the Golden Bell and Golden Spirit Gauntlets quite easy to use.

With a thought, the golden-patterned bell and white scales floated in front of him.

He raised his arms, forming ancient hand seals, and his magical power surged.

Boom!

A stream appears out of nowhere, flowing in mid-air, its waves sparkling and crystal clear.

The broken bell and white scales transformed into streams of light and disappeared into the creek.

Zhang Yuanzhu's palm hand seals changed, and mysterious patterns appeared in the stream, constantly circling the scales and golden bell.

Thump~ Clang~

The sounds of bells and metal clanging rang out one after another, making the patterns covering the stream even more dazzling.

Time ticked by, second by second...

A cup of tea!

One stick of incense!

One hour!!!

Two hours later, the patterns covering the stream gradually disappeared, and a small white-gold bell rose from the water.

The platinum-gold bell is simple and unadorned, no bigger than the palm of your hand, and is engraved with intricate patterns that resemble writhing little snakes.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand, and the small bell floated down into his palm.

A light tap with your fingertips.

thump~

A bell tolls, its sound distant and ancient.

"Mid-grade magic artifact, reforged successfully."

The boy nodded in satisfaction.

However, the Golden Bell's potential has been exhausted, and it has no chance of becoming a high-grade magic weapon.

He hung the platinum bell at his waist and then began to reforge the Golden Spirit Gauntlets.

Soon, the gauntlet covered with tiny scales appeared in his palm.

The boxing gloves are as thin as cicada wings, adorned with tiny scales that resemble white starlight, making them dazzling and luxurious.

The Golden Spirit Gauntlets have also been repaired and have become a mid-grade magic weapon.

However, the materials used to forge these two magical artifacts were too ordinary, and neither of them had the potential to become high-grade magical artifacts.

Finally, Zhang Yuanzhu put away his gauntlets and looked at the magic sword floating in front of him.

He gently gripped the sword hilt, feeling the various energies flowing within the magic sword. Strands of azure magic power surged in, beginning to circulate and calm.

hum~

The magic sword trembled slightly, and blood light intertwined on the blade before seeping into the body of the sword.

The Demon-Slaying Sword gradually turned dark red.

Strands of sword energy bloomed, extremely sharp.

He slightly opened his palm, lightly touched the hilt of the sword, felt the stinging pain from his fingertips, and smiled slightly.

Without being reforged, but by sorting out the chaotic aura of the sword, the Demon-Slaying Sword has already transformed into a mid-grade magic weapon.

That's enough!

If it were transformed into a high-grade magic weapon, given his current cultivation level, he wouldn't be able to utilize it much; in fact, it would be inferior to a mid-grade magic weapon.

Clang!

The magic sword was sheathed and hung at his waist.

At this moment, the Golden Spirit Gauntlets, the Golden Pattern Bell, and the Evil-Slaying Sword have all been repaired.

The subsequent path of cultivation involves refining the body, finding suitable spells, and increasing cultivation level.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep, and various thoughts surged through his mind.

He still needs to search for suitable spells, but he already has a general idea in mind.

As for body tempering, the ten kinds of mortal beast blood from the "Transformation from Mortal to Spirit Chapter" have already been prepared.

With his magical power increasing, he still had one and a half bottles of White Spring Pills, enough for his cultivation.

In other words, he only needs to find the magic to go into seclusion and cultivate asceticism again.

"Qingyun Chamber of Commerce"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

The Qingyun Chamber of Commerce sells spiritual items to various forces, and its collection and reserves of magical artifacts are undoubtedly the most abundant in Linhai City.

Next is the Divine Arrest Bureau.

Furthermore, he also owed the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce some favors and spirit stones, which he could now pay off in one go.

After making his decision, the boy no longer hesitated.

He slung his sword over his shoulder, left the courtyard, and headed towards the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce.

Ta-ta-ta~

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed through the street.

In an instant, cultivators and mortals alike stopped in their tracks and looked at the purple figure.

He had long, flowing hair, fair skin, and a handsome face. Beneath his slender, sharp eyebrows were a pair of eyes that were as deep as an abyss.

"Zhang Bairen!"

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, their thoughts a jumble of emotions.

His eyes held shame, hatred, admiration, and respect...

He felt ashamed for his own desire to survive and forced the head constable to kill him, and he was also indignant at the young man's public slaughter of civilians in front of the city gate. He also respected the young man for fighting ahead and plotting to kill the snake demon.

Ignoring all the stares, Zhang Yuanzhu strolled forward leisurely, like a noble young master enjoying a spring outing, full of contentment.

It wasn't until they passed the street where Yingchun Hall was located that the young man frowned slightly and glanced at the top of the pavilion.

He sensed a subtle, almost imperceptible, gaze that he would not have noticed had he not improved his cultivation level or achieved mastery of body refinement.

In the end, the young man did not step into Yingchun Hall, but quickly headed towards Qingyun Chamber of Commerce.

On the upper floor of the attic, a beautiful figure stood by the window, gazing at the receding youth, her eyes slightly curved, a charming smile playing on her lips.

"Huang Jiu? Jiang Chuyu?"

The sound was melodious, like jade beads falling, pleasant and intoxicating, with a unique charm.

......

After a short while, Zhang Yuanzhu entered the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce and, led by a maid, arrived at a side hall.

He sat upright in the chair, waiting quietly.