Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

On the shores of the East China Sea, the void is torn apart.

Two streaks of light flashed past like shooting stars chasing the moon, bringing with them a gust of wind.

"Slow down, slow down!"

Cihang Daoren was being held tightly by Zhao Gongming's arm, her hair disheveled by the wind, and she angrily slapped Zhao Gongming's hand.

"Zhao Gongming, let go! You're grabbing my hair!"

You're practically tearing my scalp off!

Zhao Gongming, however, paid no heed and sped along at breakneck speed.

Only after rushing into the territory of the human race's ancestral land did they suddenly brake and breathe a sigh of relief.

"Phew...we're safe now."

Zhao Gongming patted his chest, looking as if he had just escaped a disaster.

Cihang rolled her eyes in annoyance as she tidied her messy hair.

"Is it really necessary? Running like they're being reincarnated."

"Even though Master is angry, he wouldn't really do anything to you, would he?"

Zhao Gongming curled his lip, giving him a look that said, "You're too young."

"What do you know?"

"Master must be annoyed by the other saints because of the magic weapons I made."

"If I don't run now, and instead stay there as a punching bag, I'll definitely be the one getting beaten up!"

Upon hearing this, Cihang couldn't help but chuckle and tease.

"Oh, so even the fearless Junior Brother Zhao has moments of fear?"

Just as the two were arguing.

Suiren, one of the three ancestors of the human race, sensed the aura and approached with a bewildered expression.

"Senior Zhao, why are you back again?"

Immediately, Suirenshi saw Cihang beside him and subconsciously bowed.

"Oh my, this beautiful fairy has arrived too! Welcome, welcome!"

The air froze instantly, and Cihang's newly styled hair almost exploded again.

His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he roared through gritted teeth.

"I'm a man!"

"Male, a disciple of the Chan Sect!"

"Didn't I explain it once before?"

"Is your brain filled with mush? How come you can't remember?!"

Suirenshi was stunned by the shout, scratched his head sheepishly, and gave a simple, honest smile.

"I'm so sorry, I'm just forgetful. It's mainly because the fairy... no, the immortal is just too beautiful."

Zhao Gongming quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, stop worrying about gender."

"Brother Suiren, our master wants us to go down the mountain for training. I think it's better to stay with the human race for now. No objections?"

Suirenshi naturally couldn't ask for it.

"No objection, you're more than welcome!"

Just then, several streaks of light followed closely behind and landed on the ground.

It was Xuandu, Guangchengzi, Huanglong Zhenren, and Shiji Niangniang.

"Hey? What brings you all here?" Zhao Gongming asked in surprise.

Xuan Du said calmly.

"After thinking it over, I still feel that it's more comfortable and peaceful on the human side."

Guang Chengzi nodded as well.

Huanglong Zhenren, holding Shiji's soft, boneless hand tightly, walked over with a smug look on his face.

He glanced shyly at Zhao Gongming, and then said somewhat awkwardly.

"Um... thank you for making this happen, junior brother."

"Senior brother, I've thought about it. From now on, let's each discuss our own ideas."

"How about I call you 'brother' and you call me 'senior brother'?"

Zhao Gongming looked at the two people's tightly intertwined fingers, and then at the almost tangible pink bubbles surrounding them.

Looking at myself all alone, a sense of desolation, like that of a single dog, welled up inside me.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Zhao Gongming waved his hand at Huang Long with a look of disgust, then clutched his chest.

"Get out of my way, don't loiter in front of me!"

"Where's the student counselor? Someone come quick!"

"I feel uneasy, I really feel uneasy!"

Instead of calming down, Huang Long coughed twice.

He gripped Shi Ji's shoulder even tighter, adopting the posture of a fiercely protective husband, and lectured Zhao Gongming.

"Junior brother, how dare you speak to your sister-in-law like that?"

"Please be polite!"

Zhao Gongming was taken aback, then anger rose in his heart and evil thoughts took hold.

"Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Gongming bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and made a gesture as if to hit someone.

"Hey, hey, no, no, no, it can't be that bad!"

Xuandu and Guangchengzi rushed up and grabbed Zhao Gongming, forcibly dragging him away.

Huang Long chuckled and quickly pulled Shi Ji away.

He used his magic to build a cozy little wooden house not far away and went inside to cultivate.

Watching this scene from afar, Suirenshi shook his head happily and sighed.

"Senior Zhao has such a good relationship with his fellow disciples."

"It's so heartwarming that they can still joke around like this at their age!"

……

Subsequently, Xuandu, Guangchengzi, Zhao Gongming, and Cihang also used their magic to condense wooden houses and temporarily settled down.

Zhao Gongming had barely entered the room and hadn't even had a chance to sit down properly.

Boom boom boom!

A loud knocking sounded at the door.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door! I am Emperor Jun of the Demon Court!!"

"Your dear martial uncle!"

Zhao Gongming's lips twitched. Why did this line sound so familiar?

He opened the door with a puzzled look and sure enough, he saw Di Jun standing at the door in casual clothes, looking eager.

"Uncle-Master Dijun, what brings you here at this time?"

Di Jun squeezed into the room, rubbed his hands together, and got straight to the point.

"Nephew, I have come here this time to ask you for a favor."

"I wish to forge a magical artifact for my second brother, the Eastern Emperor!"

"Ideally, it would be the kind that... teaches the witch clan a good lesson, making them run away at the mere sight of them!"

"As you know, the conflict between the lich and the demons is deep-seated, although I and Dijiang..."

"Well, we've developed some rapport, but the men below are still fighting like madmen."

Zhao Gongming understood that the great calamity of the Lich King was an inevitable trend, and although the Sage was suppressing it, friction was bound to occur.

"Since they've come to me for free, don't blame me for giving them rewards."

Zhao Gongming nodded in agreement.

"No problem, where are the materials?"

Di Jun waved his hand and took out a piece of Asura Blood Iron that exuded a strong aura of bloodlust.

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Asura Blood Iron]

[Matching Solution: Can craft magical artifacts with concepts of hard crowd control/pursuit/intimidation]

Zhao Gongming summoned the Nine Dragon Cauldron and ignited it with Samadhi True Fire.

A moment later, a large machete with a rugged design and serrated blade, which looked terrifying, was produced.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully refined it!]

[Magic Weapon Name: Liu Haizhu's Cleaver]

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attribute: Deadly Pursuit - No Matter How Far, We Will Pursue Them]

[Effect: After locking onto an enemy, activate hard crowd control to pursue and kill them!]

Enemies will be forced into a fleeing state; they can only run and cannot turn around to fight.

[Every strike the user will land a 100% accurate hit on the enemy's back!]

[While it won't kill you, the pain will be doubled, and it's extremely embarrassing!]

[Side effect: Mad Dog Mode]

[Limitation: The user will instantly become covered in blood, with a face full of scars and eyes bulging like copper bells!]

[While chasing, he had to shout threats at the top of his lungs, using an extremely fierce, cracking voice!]

"I'll kill you!"

"Stop right there!"

"You idiot, don't run away!!"

[Ding! Critical hit reward triggered!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Enlightenment Tea Tree (Supreme Innate Spiritual Root)!]

"The Enlightenment Tea Tree?!"

Zhao Gongming was overjoyed, for this was a top-tier spiritual root that could help people comprehend the Dao!

Di Jun, holding the cleaver, listened to the side effects and, instead of finding it inappropriate, found it quite exciting.

"Good, that's fierce enough, ruthless enough!"

"Taiyi is usually too reserved; he needs to let his true nature shine!"

Di Jun left happily, and before leaving, he warmly invited Zhao Gongming to visit the Demon Court.

……

Di Jun had just left.

Swish!

A figure appeared out of thin air and blocked the doorway.

It was none other than the Eastern King Duke, leaving Zhao Gongming completely dumbfounded.

"What are you doing here? Are you also here to refine a magical artifact?"

The Eastern King was also dumbfounded.

"What does that mean? Someone was here just now?"

Zhao Gongming waved his hand.

"It's nothing, come on, bring me the rare and precious herbs."

The Eastern King gave Zhao Gongming a thumbs-up and praised his decisiveness, then directly pulled out a Sea Eye Essence.

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Essence of the Four Seas Eye]

[Matching Scheme: Capable of crafting magical artifacts based on the concepts of Water Law/Tragic/BGM.]

Zhao Gongming opened the furnace again, and this time he produced a uniquely shaped trident, wrapped with seaweed and fishing nets.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully refined it!]

[Magic Item Name: Yuan Hua's Fork]

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attribute: Lord of the Four Seas - Tragic Tide]

[Effect: Wielding a fork, one can control the power of the four seas regardless of realm, summoning towering waves]

[It can even draw out the moisture from the enemy's body, causing them to weep bitterly.]

[Side effect: Yi Jian Mei - comes with its own background music]

[Restriction: Users must wear the same outfit as Yuan Hua, a fisherman's attire, look up to the sky and howl, and be accompanied by the mournful background music "A Branch of Plum Blossoms".]

[With each move, a line of lyrics must be sung with deep emotion: Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling.]

[Ding! Critical hit reward triggered!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Tear of the Ocean (Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure)!]

(Note: This is equivalent to a side-effect-free version of Yuan Hua's fork.)

After listening to the introduction, Dongwanggong, holding a fork, rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"With its own background music, how cool is this show!"

"The lyrics may be a bit tragic, but that's what art is, that's what style is!"

The Eastern King left satisfied.

……

After seeing off the Eastern King Duke, Zhao Gongming felt a little tired.

"Business being too good can also be a problem."

He sighed and was about to close the door.

A rough, large hand suddenly reached in and blocked the crack in the door.

Immediately afterwards, the large face of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang squeezed in.

With a lewd and sleazy smile on his face, his hands were constantly rubbing together, making a rustling sound.

That movement... was like a fly rubbing its hands!

"Hehehe..."

"Brother Zhao, you're still awake, aren't you?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Dijiang, completely dumbfounded, and blurted out unconsciously.

"No... buddy?"

"Why are you here again?"

Dijiang, however, made no attempt to be a stranger and squeezed into the room, patting Zhao Gongming on the shoulder with a cheerful smile.

"What are you saying!"

"We're all brothers, how could we not be brothers?"

"Dude, I'm back to patronize your business again, and this time it's a big deal!"

[oi! oi! oi! The author really needs to be urged to update!]