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

Outside the ancestral land of the human race, Cihang Daoist finally managed to recover.

Seeing Zhao Gongming's wicked grin, she stomped her feet in shame and indignation.

"Junior brother, don't joke with me!"

"I really don't have that kind of strange fetish!"

"I may look a little effeminate, but my Daoist heart is that of a true man!"

"Besides, those are the effects of magical artifacts, what do they have to do with me?"

Zhao Gongming chuckled and waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, I was just kidding. Look how anxious you are."

Immediately, his expression shifted slightly, and he turned his gaze to the void not far away, speaking loudly.

"And there's that friend hiding in the shadows."

"Golden Crow Prince Lu Ya, now that you're here, why hide?"

"As the Crown Prince of the Demon Court, why are you acting so furtively? What are you trying to do?"

"Could it be that they're here to see my senior brother transform too?"

A ripple appeared in the void, and Lu Ya, dressed in a long golden-red robe and with a hint of youthfulness and heroic spirit between his brows, revealed himself somewhat awkwardly.

Now that he'd been discovered, he stopped pretending.

Lu Ya stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the group.

"Lu Ya has met several disciples of the sages and all his fellow disciples."

Although the demon race and the Xuanmen (mystical sect) are not on good terms.

But one shouldn't hit a smiling face; one should still be polite.

However, after bowing, Lu Ya's gaze involuntarily fell on Cihang Daoist.

That look in his eyes was extremely complex.

There was shock, confusion, helplessness, and even a hint of...

Although I don't understand it, I respect the tragic choice my father made.

Cihang felt uneasy under the gaze and wondered what was going on.

"I've never seen this Crown Prince Lu Ya before, why is he staring at me like that?"

"And that look... why does it feel like he's looking at the new concubine who's come into the family?"

Just then, Zhao Gongming, not wanting to miss out on the excitement, became very playful.

He suddenly reached out, grabbed Cihang's shoulder, and pushed him forward half a step.

Then, he put on a stern face and spoke to Lu Ya in the tone of an elder lecturing a younger person.

"Crown Prince Lu Ya, this is where you are wrong."

"Now that you know, why are you still being so rude?"

"Why aren't you calling her 'stepmother' yet?"

boom!

Cihang stared in horror, her eyes widening as if they were about to pop out.

"Zhao Gongming, you son of a bitch..."

He had just opened his mouth, ready to roar and argue.

Snapped!

Zhao Gongming reacted swiftly, pinching Cihang's mouth shut with his other hand, physically silencing him.

Shh—don't talk.

"Good boy, let the child acknowledge the person."

Xuan Du and the pharmacist exchanged a glance, instantly understanding each other, and crossed their arms.

They adopted the standard posture of watching the show and enjoying the spectacle.

Looking at Cihang, who was under control, Lu Ya recalled the scenes he had witnessed before, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart vanished.

"Father, you've kept this from me for so long!"

Lu Ya took a deep breath, suppressing his grief and indignation and the collapse of his worldview.

He bowed deeply to Cihang and shouted in a trembling voice.

"Lu Ya... greets Stepmother!"

"Pfft—hahahaha!"

Xuan Du and the pharmacist couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Zhao Gongming laughed so hard he almost fell over, and only then did he release his grip on Cihang's mouth.

"I don't want to live anymore!!"

Cihang finally found a chance to speak and shouted in despair.

"Lu Ya, are you out of your mind?!"

"You must have misunderstood something. I'm a decent person, I'm a man, and I have a penis!"

"Why are you calling me 'stepmother'? If word gets out, what will become of the reputation of my Chan Sect?"

Lu Ya, however, looked grief-stricken and spoke with his neck stiff.

"I know you're a man!"

Cihang was stunned.

"You know that, why are you still shouting?!"

Lu Ya gritted his teeth, his eyes slightly red.

"What can I do? The aura you exuded just now was clearly my father's essence!"

"And it's...it's that kind of image!"

"If Father hadn't been so deeply in love with you, even willing to change his appearance for you, how could such a projection have occurred?"

"Facts speak louder than words, so stop pretending!"

Upon hearing this, Cihang nearly choked on her breath.

He turned his head sharply and glared angrily at Zhao Gongming.

"Look at you, look at you! This is all you've done!"

After that, he could only patiently explain the principle of the God King's Magic Wand to Lu Ya.

"...So, that was just a projection summoned by a magical artifact!"

"It has nothing to do with your father! Understand?"

After listening, Lu Ya looked at Cihang suspiciously, then at Zhao Gongming, his face full of disbelief.

"magic weapon?"

"Is there really a magical artifact in this world that can summon a projection of my father and freely alter his image?"

"I don't believe you unless you prove it to me!"

Cihang was so anxious that she jumped up and down, pointing at Zhao Gongming.

"If all else fails, if you have the right materials, my junior brother can make one for you. You'll see what I mean when you try it!"

Lu Ya looked at Zhao Gongming, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, let's give it a try!"

"Anyway, I'm the Crown Prince of the Demon Court, the youngest and most favored one. I may not have much else, but I have plenty of resources!"

As he spoke, Lu Ya flipped his hand, revealing a golden flame radiating from the sun.

A golden feather, imbued with the aura of supreme imperial authority, appeared in his hand.

"This is the golden feather that my father shed when he took human form. It contains a trace of the Heavenly Emperor's aura. Is that enough?"

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Emperor Jun's Natal Golden Feather.]

[Rating: Excellent.]

[Matching Solution: Can be used to craft magical artifacts based on the concepts of command/control.]

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up; this was a real treasure!

"That's enough, that's more than enough!"

Zhao Gongming accepted the feather, wanting to demonstrate his masterly demeanor.

He didn't rush to refine it, but instead smiled mysteriously.

"Since the Crown Prince can afford the price, then this humble Taoist priest will naturally have to show off his skills."

As he spoke, Zhao Gongming stretched out his right hand, waved it in front of Lu Ya, and asked with a smile.

"Your Highness, look what this is!"

Zhao Gongming's original intention was to say that this was a hand that could turn decay into magic.

However, Lu Ya stared at Zhao Gongming's hand for a long time.

Suddenly raising his head, his clear, large eyes were filled with sincerity as he spoke earnestly.

"Is this... a single hand that has never held a fairy's sweet, tender little hand?"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

"Pfft—hahahahahaha!"

Cihang, Yaoshi, and Xuandu burst into laughter, laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.

Cihang laughed so hard that tears streamed down her face.

"Hahaha, single hand, that's so apt, junior brother, that hits home!"

Zhao Gongming's smile froze instantly, and veins bulged on his forehead.

This little golden crow... how come its mouth is so venomous?

"I'm quitting!"

Zhao Gongming stuffed the feather into Lu Ya's arms and said with a dark face.

"I'm not doing this business anymore. You'll have to find someone else!"

Lu Ya remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

He said slowly.

"Don't be in such a hurry, senior brother."

"I have money and resources."

"Female immortals are nothing special; my Demon Court has plenty!"

"From all races, foxes, cats, birds..."

"As long as you refine them for me, senior brother, you can choose as many as you want!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming paused in his tracks and turned around instantly.

With a look of righteous indignation on his face, he cupped his hands in greeting.

"If you do not abandon me, I am willing..."

However, he hadn't finished speaking.

hum!

A faint, almost imperceptible gaze from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens suddenly descended upon Zhao Gongming.

That was the care of the Tongtian Sect Leader, and perhaps also the watchful gaze of the Primordial Heavenly Lord.

Zhao Gongming felt a jolt, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his body.

"Ahem!"

He quickly changed his tune, waving his hand with a righteous expression.

"I...I'm willing to forge a magical artifact for you!"

"As for female immortals and such, let's not mention them again!"

"This humble Taoist is devoted to the Way; how could I be the kind of person who covets beautiful women? No, no!"

Lu Ya shrugged, expressing his regret.

Afterwards, Zhao Gongming summoned the Nine Dragon Cauldron and began to seriously refine the magic weapon.

A moment later.

A golden crown was produced, but on either side of the crown grew two furry, movable animal ears.

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

【Item Name: Kemonomimi's Crown】

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attribute: Absolute Domination.]

[Effect: Wearing the crown allows you to designate a single demon of lower cultivation level and issue commands to them.]

The other party must obey absolutely and cannot resist, even if it means being sent to their death.

[Side effect: Getting away with being cute.]

[Restriction: When used, the user's appearance will be forcibly transformed into a cute kemonomimi (random race)]

[And each sentence must end with the word "meow"; otherwise, the command is invalid.]

Zhao Gongming looked at the crown in his hand, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, I have successfully completed my mission."

"This magical artifact will definitely greatly increase your prestige in the Demon Court!"