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

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up. Seeing Di Jun's impatient look, he immediately agreed.

"No problem, no problem at all. As long as the ingredients are ready, I'll start the furnace right away!"

The two had just reached a verbal agreement when their gazes involuntarily turned to the still-going abstract spectacle in the sky.

The Styx Ancestor held the Book of Tieba, his expression having changed from initial anger.

She has become extremely excited, even with a slightly sickly flush.

He stared intently at Dijiang, who was being tormented to the point of near death, his eyes burning with fervor.

"Hahahaha, what kind of face do you have? What kind of dignity do you have?"

"At this moment, none of that seems to matter!"

"The important thing is to completely humiliate this brute, Dijiang!"

"Ancestor, I'm going to vent this anger!"

Styx took a deep breath, turned the pages of the book, and shouted again.

"stretch!!!"

hum!

A strange law descended.

The ancestral witch Dijiang, who was originally big and burly with bulging muscles, suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, his two thick thighs involuntarily came together and squeezed tightly.

Two large, fan-like hands covered her mouth.

Her eyes turned shy and frightened, and she made a chilling, squeaky sound.

"Oh my god~~"

"Big sister, you scared them!"

"Waaaaah~~"

The way she spoke, the way she acted coy, it was so effeminate, even more so than Cihang.

"puff!"

Di Jun below couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

He even imitated the leg-clamping motion a couple of times, then waved his hand and said.

"No, no!"

"His skills... I really can't handle this!"

"It's too intense, it's too much of an eyesore!"

Zhao Gongming also nodded slightly, looking at the sky with a sigh.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"This Uncle-Master Dijiang... is completely finished."

"How have you been trained?"

However, before everyone could recover...

The Styx Ancestor, suffering from the backlash of the magic weapon's side effects, once again loudly revealed a shocking secret.

"I am Sun Xiaochuan, the one who stole the poop of the Demon Ancestor Rahu back then."

"It was I, Sun Xiaochuan, who fertilized Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree!!!"

boom!

Upon hearing this, the world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Di Jun laughed loudly again, tears streaming down his face, and he even had to hold onto Zhao Gongming's shoulders to keep his balance.

"No, I can't take it anymore!"

"I could barely hold it in for the last few moments, but this time I really can't!"

"Stealing Rahu's poop to use as fertilizer?"

"Hahahaha, what kind of thunderous language is this?! How did they even come up with that?!"

Zhao Gongming's lips twitched wildly as he sighed.

"Uncle-Master Styx is really going all out to get revenge on Uncle-Master Dijiang..."

"From this moment on, the word 'face' will probably be completely irrelevant to Uncle-Master Styx."

"This is a Pyrrhic victory, killing a thousand enemies while losing ten thousand of your own!"

Styx seemed to have completely let go of his inhibitions, no longer caring about others' opinions. He turned the page again and roared out the last word.

"win!!!"

hum!

Dijiang, influenced by the laws, instantly stopped his effeminate behavior.

He suddenly raised his hands, his face beaming with a warm smile.

They began to jump and sway in the air, while opening their mouths wide and singing passionately.

"You came from Dandong in exchange for a city of snow-white beauty for me."

I want to eat Cantonese food~~

Accompanied by Dijiang's off-key singing.

The Styx River self-destructed once again.

"I am Sun Xiaochuan. I deliberately stole Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit back then."

"It was Sun Xiaochuan who replaced the stone with a rock and hung it on the tree!!!"

Di Jun was laughing so hard his stomach hurt.

He wiped away his tears while patting Zhao Gongming's shoulder repeatedly, speaking in a firm tone.

"Nephew, you must forge another magic weapon for me! It's amazing, so interesting!"

"This kind of happiness, I must have!"

Zhao Gongming nodded slightly, and, seizing the opportunity, said something meaningful.

"Refining magical artifacts is easy."

"However, Uncle-Master, as you've seen, the human race needs allies for its development..."

"Regarding the future cooperation between the human race and the demon court..."

Di Jun was in a great mood at the moment, and having witnessed Zhao Gongming's endless tricks, why would he hesitate?

He patted his chest confidently and declared with great pride.

"rest assured!"

"From now on, the affairs of the human race are the affairs of my Demon Court!"

"Anyone who dares to bully humans is disrespecting me, Emperor Jun! I will order Taiyi to kill him with a cleaver!"

"make a deal!"

Zhao Gongming was overjoyed.

Di Jun didn't hesitate and directly took out a battle spirit stone that exuded a strong fighting spirit and indomitable will.

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Xingtian Battle Soul Stone]

[Matching Solution: Can craft magical artifacts based on the concepts of combat/ultimate moves/intensive training]

Zhao Gongming took the materials, turned around, and went into the courtyard to meditate.

……

Forty-nine days later.

boom!

The Nine Dragon Cauldron was activated, and a pair of red, somewhat worn but powerful-looking boxing gloves appeared in Zhao Gongming's hands.

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

[Item Name: Free Fighting Gloves]

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attribute: One-Punch KO - Absolutely a Slap in the Face]

[Effect: With gloves on, every punch will land!]

[And every punch will be aimed at the opponent's face!]

[If it hits, it ignores defense and knocks out the opponent with one punch, forcibly stunning them. However, the opponent is not in any life-threatening danger; they are simply dizzy and have a swollen face.]

[Side Effects: Demon Muscle Man - Self-Introduction]

[Limitation 1: Users must follow the dynamic background music provided with the boxing gloves, wildly shaking their heads left and right while maintaining a high-frequency, short, jumping motion.]

[Restriction 2: Before throwing a punch, you must loudly recite the following lines in Mandarin!]

"My first time fighting in Southeast Asia in 1974, and I won the championship!"

"In 1980, we defeated the Japanese heavy artilleryman, Rairyu!"

"Following up his three-year winning streak of Japanese karate masters, he ascended to the All-Japan Kickboxing Championship!"

"Ghost Boy Da, the sole inheritor of the ancient primordial fist technique, is known as the nemesis of karate and nicknamed the Devil Muscle Man!!"

[Ding! Critical hit reward triggered!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: One drop of Chaotic Water God's Blood Essence!]

"Another drop of water god's and demon's essence blood?"

Zhao Gongming put away the essence blood and thought to himself.

"It seems I really have a connection with water."

……

Zhao Gongming left the pass with his magical treasures.

As soon as he stepped outside, he was speechless at the sight before him.

Above, in the sky, the Styx Ancestor was still frantically spouting nonsense from his book, his voice hoarse, still rushing about anxiously.

Dijiang has been tortured beyond recognition; he alternates between crying and laughing, dancing and acting like a sissy.

However, the humans below had become completely accustomed to this.

even……

"Come on, everyone, look at the camera!"

"The background features the dancing Dijiang Ancestral Witch and the self-destructing Styx Ancestor!"

"This is a famous scenic spot from the primordial era; all you need for taking photos and checking in is a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure!"

This place has actually become a popular spot for taking photos and checking in!

Countless human cultivators lined up to take photos with the two quasi-saints in the sky as a backdrop, making peace signs.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Fuxi, wearing glasses, was treating the long line of cultivators with a helpless expression.

"Oh dear, your meridians are reversed!"

No one paid any attention to the two quasi-saints fighting to the death above, as if they were just two clouds in the sky.

Zhao Gongming watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Uncle-Master Styx is vengeful."

"It's been almost two months and it still hasn't stopped. They're going to ruin Dijiang."

At this moment, Di Jun, who had been waiting for a long time, came up and looked on with anticipation.

"Nephew, how is it?"

Zhao Gongming handed the red boxing gloves to Di Jun and explained in detail their function and the side effects of the long string of lines.

After hearing this, Di Jun not only didn't find it troublesome, but actually thought the lines were...

"So powerful, so incredibly powerful!"

"A monster who has swept aside top players for three consecutive years?"

"This is practically a resume of a powerful figure tailor-made for me!"

Di Jun put on his gloves, tried shaking his head, and his eyes gleamed with excitement.

"With this, the next time I run into that scoundrel Dijiang..."

"I'll just knock him unconscious and see how he tries to extort money from people then!"