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

The primordial wilderness, the Kunlun Mountains.

The sacred mountain stands tall, piercing the clouds.

Auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and countless rare birds and animals darted through the forest.

As the first blessed land in the primordial world, Kunlun Mountain had not yet experienced the pain of separation at this time.

The Three Pure Ones are of the same lineage, though the Chan and Jie schools have ideological differences.

But on the surface, they still maintain the appearance of a loving family.

Of course, friction between people behind the scenes is inevitable.

Inside a cave dwelling filled with the energy of earth fire at the outer gate of the Jie Sect.

A man dressed in a black Taoist robe.

A young Taoist priest with a heroic and resolute face sat cross-legged.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Having arrived in this primordial world, I have finally fully adapted to the identity of Zhao Gongming."

The young man opened his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashing in them that didn't match his appearance.

He was originally a corporate slave on Earth, but after waking up, he became Zhao Gongming, the eldest disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Sect.

Logically speaking, this is an excellent starting point.

With the powerful backing of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

With such exceptional younger sisters as the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, they're sure to be future money gods.

But having read extensively about ancient times, he knew very well that this identity was a huge trap.

When the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods arrives, he himself becomes a money-giving boy.

In the end, they still ended up being listed and deified.

Driven by the heavens, he was no longer carefree.

"The Lich Wars have just begun."

"Although the two races are constantly at odds, they are still a long way from being deified."

Zhao Gongming rubbed his temples, deep in thought.

"The most important thing right now is to improve our strength."

"Recently, those Golden Immortals from the Chan Sect have become incredibly arrogant."

"They always bring up the issue of wet-born eggs turning into eggs."

"Without real strength, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to stay in Kunlun Mountain."

Just as Zhao Gongming was pondering a way to break the deadlock.

A completely emotionless, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have awakened a God-level Weapon Refining System!]

Zhao Gongming's body trembled, then he was overjoyed.

system!

The standard equipment for time travelers: late but here!

"System, please introduce your functions."

Zhao Gongming suppressed his excitement and silently recited the mantra in his heart.

[Ding! The system can provide a conceptual-level enhancement to the magic weapon after the host successfully refines it!]

[Ding! Also included is a conceptual-level side effect!]

[Within the same realm, the concept is guaranteed to hit; the effect diminishes when crossing realms.]

[Ding! After gifting the magical artifact to someone, the host will receive system rewards for both the gift and the user's use!]

[Ding! Note: There are no restrictions for the first weapon crafting attempt; subsequent crafting attempts require the rare and precious materials specified by the system!]

Zhao Gongming's expression turned somewhat strange after hearing this.

"With such a conceptual level of capability, wouldn't that make them invincible throughout the primordial world?"

"It's this so-called side effect..."

A nonchalant smile instantly appeared on his face, and he hummed twice.

Who cares about the side effects? As long as the magic weapon is powerful enough, there will be no problem.

In the end, Zhao Gongming didn't use this magic weapon.

As the saying goes, "It's better to die for a friend than for yourself."

Zhao Gongming immediately wanted to try refining a magic weapon.

If you have a system and don't use it, wouldn't you be a fool?

"rise!"

Zhao Gongming made a hand seal, and earth fire rose up, enveloping the materials within.

Although his weapon crafting skills were average.

However, with the system's support, the weapon-forging process went exceptionally smoothly.

Several hours later.

"Clang—!"

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the cave.

A long sword with an ancient design and a chilling gleam floated in mid-air.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully crafting a magical artifact, the Holy Sword, capable of catching a blade barehanded!]

[Conceptual Function: 100% Success Rate of Catching a Blade with Bare Hands!]

[With a single swing of the sword, the enemy must instantly kneel down, catching the blade bare-handed!]

[Note: This attack is guaranteed to hit if the enemy is at the same cultivation level. If the enemy is one minor cultivation level higher, the chance of hitting is 50%. If the enemy is two minor cultivation levels higher, the attack is ineffective and will only cause the enemy to be briefly stunned!]

[Side effect: A father's love is as solid as a mountain. When wielding the sword, the user must shout with deep emotion, "You unfilial son, your heart aches for your father!"]

If the shouts are not heartfelt enough, the magic weapon will not be activated.

Zhao Gongming looked at the attribute panel in front of him.

Nodding slightly, I felt much more at ease.

"These side effects are really... not something the average person can handle."

"Even so, it's still a top-tier treasure."

"Then your grandmaster's magic weapon needs to call out to you; do you dare answer?"

Zhao Gongming imagined the scene.

On the battlefield, the imposing cultivator suddenly burst into tears and cried out that the enemy was a traitor.

The scene is so beautiful, I almost dare not look.

Just then, the system's reward notification sounded again.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully crafting your first concept-level magic weapon, triggering a beginner's bonus!]

[Reward: Innate Talent and Comprehension!]

boom!

A cool current of air instantly rushed into Zhao Gongming's sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally obscure and difficult-to-understand Dao has now become simple.

The once insurmountable bottleneck was suddenly broken through!

Zhao Gongming's aura surged dramatically.

Three flowers gather at the top of the head, and five vital energies converge in the chest.

His cultivation, which had been stuck at the peak of the Profound Immortal realm for many years, instantly broke through the shackles!

Early stage of Golden Immortal!

Mid-stage Golden Immortal!

Zhao Gongming slowly opened his eyes, his eyes seemingly sparkling with starlight.

"I only read about incredibly gifted readers in my past life, but experiencing it firsthand is truly amazing!"

Meanwhile, deep within Biyou Palace.

A young Taoist priest, dressed in a green robe embroidered with a Taoist aura, suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the void and landed on Zhao Gongming's cave.

A satisfied smile appeared on the lips of the Tongtian Cult Leader.

"I never expected that Zhao Gongming would also break through to the Golden Immortal realm."

"And he directly broke through to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm."

"I knew I hadn't misjudged him; he truly deserves to be a pillar of our Jie Sect!"

A sage's single thought is known to all under heaven.

But Tongtian did not interfere; he simply nodded slightly and then closed his eyes to continue his spiritual journey.

……

Inside the cave.

Zhao Gongming suppressed his aura, looking at the sword in his hand, which symbolized fatherly love as vast as a mountain, with burning eyes.

"The rewards for crafting magical artifacts are this good? If we give them away, won't we be flying high?"

"The problem is, this magical artifact is so strange, who would be suitable to give it to?"

Several candidates flashed through Zhao Gongming's mind.

Brother Duobao?

No, the eldest brother is too cautious; he probably won't be able to bring himself to use him.

Golden Spirit Mother?

Being too serious will make you vulnerable to being attacked.

Suddenly, three beautiful figures appeared in his mind.

The Three Immortal Maidens!

The eldest sister, Yunxiao, is gentle, virtuous, knowledgeable, and reasonable.

She possessed the demeanor of a well-bred lady; this sword was given to her.

She'd probably die of shame and indignation; no way.

Fourth Sister Qiongxiao was an innocent and carefree little girl.

It's a bit of a waste to give her spirit fruits that she spends all day following her two older sisters around.

Only the third sister, Bixiao...

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up.

Bixiao has a fiery personality and is very competitive.

I can't stand those people from the Chan Sect who put on airs.

I heard a while ago that she had a conflict with Cihang Daoren of the Chan Sect.

He was furious because he had suffered a minor loss due to inferior magical weapons.

"Bixiao is now also a Golden Immortal."

"Although Cihang Daoist is strong, he is only at the late stage of Golden Immortal and has not yet entered the Taiyi realm."

"Both are at the Golden Immortal realm, but this sword's power is one hundred percent!"

"It's you, Third Sister!"

"Brother, this is to help you get revenge. Just bear with the side effects."

Zhao Gongming chuckled and sheathed his longsword.

He straightened his Taoist robe and pushed open the cave door.

He rode on auspicious clouds and headed straight for the sacred site of the Three Immortals.

The cave dwelling of the Three Immortals is located in a secluded valley in the Kunlun Mountains and is called the Three Immortals Cave.

As soon as Zhao Gongming landed on the cloud, he heard a delicate shout coming from inside the cave.

His tone was full of resentment and indignation.

"I'm so angry! That Cihang is going too far!"

"He's just relying on his higher cultivation level than me."

"Do you still have the Pure Glass Bottle bestowed upon you by Master Yuanshi?"

"You keep talking about how shallow your knowledge is. If I also had a powerful magical treasure..."

"We must smash that arrogant face of his!"

Zhao Gongming smiled knowingly. Wasn't this just like a pillow being delivered when someone is sleepy?

He cleared his throat, stood at the entrance of the cave, and spoke loudly.

"My three little sisters, your eldest brother has come to see you!"