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

Kunlun Mountain Square is the focus of everyone's attention.

As Lao Tzu asked, "Who is willing to be the first to step onto the stage?" before the words had even finished, Lao Tzu continued...

Whoosh!

A yellow figure shot up like a rocket.

He leaped onto the stage in a flash, so fast that his afterimage was barely visible.

It was none other than the impatient and excited Huanglong Zhenren!

He stood tall and proud, looked around, and shouted loudly.

"The Yellow Dragon of the Chan Sect requests permission to fight!"

On the cloud platform, the Tongtian Sect Leader raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned close to the Yuanshi Tianzun, and whispered something.

"Second Brother, your disciple... is really excited."

"Judging from this, he has quite the energy of a young person, unlike his usual listless self."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the spirited Huanglong on the stage.

Although it seemed impressive on the surface, I felt a sudden unease inside.

"strangeness……"

Why do I have this ominous feeling?

"This kid...Is he going to cause trouble again?"

Seeing this, Cihang Daoren immediately waved his fist and cheered loudly.

"Well done, Senior Brother Huanglong!"

"He took the lead and didn't let our Chan Sect down. Keep it up, senior brother!"

On the other side, the two Western Saints looked at the Yellow Dragon on the stage with puzzled expressions.

Zhunti Daoist frowned and turned to ask Jieyin.

"Senior brother, does Huanglong... have any battle records?"

The guide looked distressed and shook his head.

"Never heard of him, seems to be a nobody."

Zhunti asked again.

"Does this Yellow Dragon... possess any powerful magical treasures?"

Jieyin continued to shake his head.

"I heard he's a 'three-nothing' master: no magic weapon, no disciples, and no battle record."

Zhunti was even more confused.

"Does he possess any spiritual level?"

Jieyin: "He's just a late-stage Golden Immortal, nothing special."

Zhunti slapped his thigh in disbelief.

"How dare someone like him, a nobody with no connections, take the lead? Who gave him the courage?"

Although the words were not spoken loudly, they were overheard by Yuanshi Tianzun who was standing nearby.

Swish!

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly turned his head, staring at Zhunti with hostility, his protective instincts instantly erupting.

"Zhunti, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

"I won't allow you to talk about my disciple like that. Are you pretending I don't exist?"

"My disciples of the Chan Sect can have anything they want. What does your Western Sect have?"

"What a load of rubbish! Absolutely nothing! A bunch of poor bastards!"

Zhunti got sprayed in the face and subconsciously touched his bald head, looking a little embarrassed.

"Second Brother, don't hit someone in the face, and don't insult someone by revealing their shortcomings."

"You've gone a bit too far. What kind of skill is it to attack my hairstyle?"

Yuanshi responded irritably.

"Wasn't it you, shameless bastard, who criticized my disciple first?"

Seeing that Yuanshi was really angry, Zhunti rolled his eyes and immediately put on a smiling, shameless look, rubbing his hands together as he spoke.

"Oh dear, senior brother, please calm down. I was just blind."

"However... if Senior Brother could be so merciful as to forge a batch of acquired spiritual treasures for my Western Sect..."

"Then you'll always be my good senior brother, and I'll pray for you every day!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and arrogantly raised his chin.

"Hmph, dream on!"

"Let's talk about it after the Kunlun Holy Scripture is over, and see how you perform!"

Upon hearing that there was hope, Zhunti's face immediately broke into a wide grin.

"Alright, thank you very much, Second Senior Brother!"

……

On the arena, Master Huanglong was unaware of the battle taking place above; at that moment, he only felt that he was the focus of the entire arena.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, his eyes looking down arrogantly, and shouted loudly.

"Who's willing to fight?!"

Their heroic and dashing appearance thrilled the Four Dragon Kings on the viewing platform.

Ao Guang stood up and led his three younger brothers in clapping and whistling wildly.

"good!"

"This is our dragon race's offspring, well done!"

"Brother Huanglong, you've really stood up for yourself! Keep it up!"

The disciples below the stage looked at each other in bewilderment.

Disciples of the Chan Sect would never attack their own people.

Grand Master Xuandu believed he could defeat Huanglong, but he was willing to give his junior brother a chance to prove himself, so he smiled and didn't move.

On the Jie Sect's side, Duobao, Jinling, and the others also showed no intention of making a move, since bullying Huanglong didn't bring them any sense of accomplishment.

However, a group of outer disciples of the Jie Sect were full of fighting spirit and eager to try their luck.

Just then, a timid, weak voice, as soft as a mosquito's hum, came out.

"I...I want to...have a chat with Senior Brother Huanglong."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a female immortal dressed in a blue Taoist robe walk out from among the outer disciples of the Jie Sect.

She is tall and slender with a curvaceous figure, the epitome of a mature, sophisticated woman.

But her face still had baby fat, her eyes were darting around, her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she kept twisting two fingers in front of her.

She is none other than Shiji Niangniang, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect, now in the early stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

This unexpectedly adorable image instantly captured the hearts of many.

Shi Ji walked onto the arena with her head down and her face flushed. She bowed gracefully to Huang Long in a soft, sweet voice.

"I...I've met Senior Brother Huanglong."

"Junior Sister Shiji, please...please enlighten me."

Looking at his polite and adorable junior sister, Huang Long couldn't bear to do it.

"This... Junior Sister is being so polite. Would it be inappropriate for me to be ruthless?"

But then I thought about it again.

"No, for the sake of a prosperous future, for the sake of instant fame!"

"Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed; I'll have to use ruthlessness!"

Huang Long's eyes instantly hardened.

Meanwhile, Cihang had somehow slipped up to Zhao Gongming's side in the audience.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and nudged Zhao Gongming with his elbow.

"Junior brother, something's wrong with you."

"Something's not right with Huanglong either."

"Look at that confident look in his eyes...did you forge a magical artifact for him?"

"Do you want to see him make a fool of himself?"

Zhao Gongming turned his head as a matter of course and asked in return.

"Don't you want to?"

Cihang was taken aback, then revealed a smile of camaraderie:

Hehe (^▽^)

"I want to too!"

The two exchanged a smile and, with remarkable tacit understanding, simultaneously raised their top-quality photographic stones, aiming them at Huang Long on the stage.

"Get ready, this is going to be really funny!"

On the arena, Huang Long took a deep breath, looked at the shy Shi Ji in front of him, and suddenly gave a wicked smile.

"Junior sister, please forgive me!"

Swish!

A golden light flashed.

Huang Long unleashed his golden, domineering CEO glove.

[Instantly activated a concept-level skill, spatial wall slam]

They didn't give Shi Ji any chance to react at all.

In the next instant, Huanglong teleported directly in front of Shiji.

He braced himself against the void behind Shi Ji with one hand, trapping her tightly in his arms.

The two were nose to nose, no more than three inches apart.

Shi Ji's eyes widened, and she froze completely.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Long's lips curled into a smirk, revealing a standard smile that was three parts indifference, three parts mockery, and four parts nonchalance.

He bit his lip and gave a greasy wink.

Then he lowered his voice and spoke in a magnetic, bubbly tone.

"Ha, women."

"You're playing with fire."

"You have...successfully caught my attention."

"What's wrong? Are you too shy to look at me?"

This combo was so greasy it was off the charts, as if a ton of lard had been poured onto the ring.

Zhao Gongming and Cihang, who were sitting in the audience, instantly became excited and started cheering.

"Wuhu!"

"That's the taste! It's so strong!"

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Huanglong is awesome! He's completely screwed this time!"

"I love watching my best buddy turn into a clown! It's even more satisfying than if I won myself!"

The two laughed so hard they were doubled over, as if they could already see Huanglong being slapped away by Shiji and then dying of shame and indignation.

However, the expected slap did not fall.

Instead of getting angry, Shi Ji, who had been pinned against the wall, actually...

Her face flushed instantly, as red as a ripe apple, and steam even rose from the top of her head.

She lowered her head, frantically poking at herself with her two index fingers, her body twisting and turning.

She responded shyly and affectionately in a voice softer than a mosquito's buzz.

"Senior...Senior Brother..."

"Ugh, I hate it..."

"Actually...actually, I've liked Senior Brother Huanglong for a long time too!"

"Senior brother, you're so naughty, but I like you so much."

Gah!

The cheers from the audience stopped abruptly.

Zhao Gongming's smile froze.

Cihang froze, holding the photo stone in her hand.

The two stared at each other, looking at the pink atmosphere on the stage and at the couple who seemed to be filming an idol drama.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of romance.

After a long while, Zhao Gongming slowly put down the recording stone, muttering to himself with a blank expression.

"This...this isn't right, is it?"

"Where's the promised social death? Where's the promised clown?"

Cihang also looked utterly bewildered and said with grief and indignation.

"This isn't just a domineering CEO's glove, it's clearly the matchmaker's red thread!"

"We're here to have fun, not to be subjected to PDA!"

The two looked at each other and saw a deep sense of frustration in each other's eyes.

"turn out to be……"

"The Joker is actually ourselves?!"

[The happy couple Huanglong Shiji is asking for everyone's help in urging for more updates!]