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

Di Jun looked at the man lying on the ground, his hands tightly covering his buttocks.

Dijiang, whose body was still convulsing irregularly, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

That was the Ancestral Witch, Dijiang, whose physical body was incomparably strong!

What kind of torment did he suffer from that one finger strike, that he's still in pain and hasn't recovered yet?

"Gulp."

Di Jun swallowed hard, feeling a dull ache in his rear.

Zhao Gongming stood aside, watching Di Jun's cowardly appearance, and, not wanting to miss out on the fun, shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Uncle-Master Dijun, stand up straight!"

"You're all old classmates who came from Zixiao Palace, so cheer up and don't embarrass yourselves!"

"Where did that 'come and hit me, you idiot!' spirit go?"

Di Jun's face was full of bitterness as he glared fiercely at Zhao Gongming.

"Junior Nephew Zhao, don't cause trouble now!"

Then, he turned to look at the Eastern King Duke who was closing in step by step.

He forced a smile and raised his hands to indicate that he was harmless.

"Um... Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong."

"Actually, I was just passively taking the hits."

"Although I made a few sarcastic remarks to you, it was still considered self-defense."

"Seriously? You've already hit Dijiang, you should be calm now, but you can't hit me!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Wanggong not only did not stop, but his eyes shone with even greater excitement.

He stroked the gleaming gold finger guard on his finger.

There is a sense of exhilaration, like finally turning the tables and becoming the master after years of enduring humiliation.

"No!"

"I've tolerated you for far too long!"

"You used to bully me because of your numbers, but today I'll make you taste what it's like to be utterly annihilated!"

"Di Jun, you deserve a good beating too, even just once!"

As he spoke, Dong Wanggong formed another hand seal, revealing his signature lewd smile, and was about to activate his teleportation ability.

At this critical moment.

Whoosh!

A petite figure suddenly rushed out and stood in front of Di Jun.

It was Lu Ya, whose magical artifact's effects hadn't yet been dispelled, still sporting cat ears and dragging a cat tail.

Lu Ya opened his arms, feeling ashamed but also eager to protect his father.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and shout in her soft, sweet voice.

"Don't you dare bully my father, meow!"

"Come at me for everything, meow!"

"Don't you dare hit my father, meow!"

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up, and he nodded slightly, thinking to himself.

"Cute meow, follow Taffy meow~o(=∩ω∩=)m"

The Eastern King's movements suddenly froze.

He looked at the man in front of him.

But the cat-eared girl is so cute it's almost unfair, with her big, watery eyes and trembling cat ears.

In that instant, the heart of the Eastern King Duke, filled with revenge, actually... melted.

"this……"

Dong Wanggong took a deep breath, slowly lowered his hands from the hand seal, and sighed with a very gentlemanly expression.

"That's enough, that's enough."

"How could I, the head of all male immortals, do such a... such an unspeakable thing in front of a child's father?"

"That's bad for a child's mental health."

"I'll let it go today for your son's sake!"

"Hmph, I, the Eastern King Duke, still have my principles!"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang, who had recovered somewhat, shakily got up from the ground.

His legs were still trembling, one hand covering his buttocks, the other frantically trying to soothe the pain.

Upon hearing the word "bottom line," he immediately lost his composure and pointed at Dong Wanggong, cursing.

"A bottom line?!"

"You have your own bottom line, you idiot!!"

"When you stabbed me just now, didn't you think about the bottom line? Didn't you think I was human?!"

"Am I even human? Am I even human? Am I even human at all?!"

Dongwanggong glared, pointed his finger glove at Dijiang again, and threatened him.

"What, still not enough fun?"

"Believe it or not, I'll give you another one, this time from a different angle?"

Dijiang trembled with fright, quickly waved his hand, and immediately cowered.

"No, no, no!"

"Fine, fine, I give up, you're ruthless!"

"You're awesome!"

Although he verbally admitted defeat, he was still unconvinced and muttered to himself.

"You just wait. Once I get my nephew Zhao Gongming to forge a new magic weapon, you try it and see if I don't swindle you out of everything, down to your underwear!"

The Eastern King had sharp ears and heard this, so he went up and kicked him.

boom!

Poor Dijiang, because his butt hurt and he couldn't stand, was kicked to the ground again.

"You dare threaten me?"

"So what if you forge a new magical artifact? What do you want to do about it?"

"Believe it or not, I'll chop you to pieces right now, crippling you before you even finish forging it!"

Dijiang held his head in his hands, completely exasperated.

"I give up, I really give up, please stop kicking!"

After this commotion, the anger between the group subsided considerably.

Dijiang sat on the ground and took a breath.

Suddenly, he raised his head, his gaze burning, staring at Dong Wanggong with a strange look.

The Eastern King felt uneasy under his gaze, and hugged himself tightly in fear, taking a half-step back.

"What...what are you doing?"

"I just used the Thousand-Year Kill technique on you, you're not thinking of getting it back in some other way, are you?"

"I'm warning you, I'm not doing this!"

Dijiang rolled his eyes, patted the dirt off his butt, and said with a serious and mysterious expression.

"What are you thinking about!"

Am I that kind of person?

"Dongwanggong, Dijun, come here."

"I've suddenly discovered a way to make money, a shortcut to the pinnacle of success!"

Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong exchanged a glance, and although they were puzzled, they still went over.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming also curiously joined the conversation.

Dijiang glanced at Lu Ya and waved his hand.

"Go away, little kid, go play somewhere else. Adults are talking about serious matters. You go and teach the human race how to cultivate."

"Okay, meow." Lu Ya obediently left.

Seeing the bystanders leave, Dijiang lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with greed and ambition.

"Neither of us possesses the Primordial Purple Qi, right?"

"But... Hongyun has it!"

"The Dao Ancestor once said that the Primordial Purple Qi would be occupied by those who were destined to possess it."

"That kind old man Hongyun has been holding onto the purple energy for so many years but hasn't achieved sainthood."

"What does that mean? It means he's not destined for it!"

"The three of us are the true overlords of the primordial world, second only to the sages!"

"The Demon Emperor, the leader of male immortals, and the head of ancestral witches!"

"If the three of us work together to bring over that Primordial Purple Qi... who could stop us?"

"As for who will inherit the Primordial Purple Qi, let's each rely on our own abilities, shall we?"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong's breathing became rapid.

Primordial Purple Qi! The Foundation for Sainthood!

This is the ultimate dream of all the great beings of the primordial era!

Di Jun's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he quickly constructed a tactical system in his mind.

"Brilliant!"

"I possess the 'The More You Fight, the More Intoxicated You Get' armor, which can act as a meat shield, drawing fire and resisting Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book defense!"

The Eastern King Duke, also looking excited, chimed in.

"I possess the Thousand-Year Killing Finger Gloves, responsible for sneak attacks and critical strikes!"

"As soon as Hongyun shows any weakness, I'll give him a good beating!"

Dijiang chuckled and patted the tattered stretcher.

"I'm in charge of extorting people. All I have to do is lie down on the ground, and the rules of heaven will lock me in."

"They can't escape even if they want to; they must hand over the purple aura as compensation!"

"What a brilliant plan! It's flawless!"

The three exchanged a glance, their eyes burning with intense desire.

What is this?

This is the legendary Warrior-DPS-Priest... no, the Shield-Assassin-Lay Iron Triangle!

"Let's do it!"

"Let's do it!"

The three hit it off immediately without any hesitation.

hum!hum!hum!

Three streaks of light shot into the sky in an instant, disappeared into the horizon, and headed straight for the Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhao Gongming was left standing there, completely bewildered and dazed.

"this……"

"This is fucking..."

Zhao Gongming watched the direction the three had left, his lips twitching wildly.

"I crafted magical artifacts for you so you could protect yourselves, or perhaps play some pranks..."

"You, the mighty Emperor of the Purple Mansion Celestial Court, the Lord of the Demon Court, the Demon Emperor, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches..."

"They actually went on a robbery as a group?!"

"And the division of labor is so clear, there are meat shields, assassins, and even those who try to scam others?"

Zhao Gongming suddenly shivered, a deep fear welling up in his heart.

"It's all over!"

"You're not afraid because you have powerful connections and strong capabilities."

"But I'm scared!"

"I crafted this magic weapon. If Zhen Yuanzi the Great Immortal and Hongyun the Ancestor find out..."

"If they don't dare touch you, why don't they dare touch me?"

"What if Zhen Yuanzi comes at me with the Earth Book... can my small body withstand it?"

"What a terrible thing! Am I the one who handed me the knife? I'm an accomplice!"

[Click to urge for an update! Di Jun, Di Jiang, and Dong Wang Gong will enter your dreams tonight—it must be incredibly difficult!]