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

Inside the Hall of the Human Emperor, Fuxi wore an imperial robe, with the Eight Trigrams flowing around him.

Although he had already attained the peak of Quasi-Sainthood, he still showed no airs in front of Zhao Gongming.

"This time, we are very grateful for the great help from our young friend Gongming and his fellow disciples."

"If it weren't for those... well, those unique magical artifacts and methods."

"It is impossible for me to attain the position of Human Emperor in such a short period of time and make the fortune of the human race so prosperous."

Zhao Gongming politely replied, "Your Majesty Fuxi is too kind. It's simply a matter of following the way of Heaven and helping each other."

Just as the two were exchanging pleasantries, the roar of engines and angry shouts came from outside the hall.

Fuxi raised his finger and pointed to the sky, where Donghuang Taiyi, riding a ghost fire, and Dijiang, carrying a stretcher, were still tirelessly circling, chasing and fleeing, creating quite a lively scene.

"that……"

Fuxi's lips twitched.

"What should we do with these two?"

"It's not good to keep hovering over the humans all the time."

Zhao Gongming calmly waved his hand, looking completely unconcerned.

"Don't worry about it, let them be."

"Let's just consider it a moving scenic spot; it can also add some entertainment for our human race."

"Let's get down to business first, about the second-generation Human Emperor and Earth Emperor."

Fuxi's expression turned serious. As the human emperor, and possessing the ability to deduce the Eight Trigrams, he could naturally sense the birth of the next ruler.

"The Earthly Sovereign has emerged, and is now on the banks of the Jiang River."

With a wave of his hand, Fuxi unleashed the power of the Human Emperor, causing his great divine abilities to surge.

hum!

With a teleportation, a young man dressed in animal skins, with an honest face but intelligent eyes, instantly appeared in the main hall.

This was Shennong in his youth.

Shennong looked completely bewildered, still holding a stone hoe used for digging up medicinal herbs, staring blankly at the magnificent palaces around him.

When he saw Fuxi, he was terrified, a feeling stemming from the pressure and reverence of his bloodline.

"Greetings...Greetings to His Majesty the Human Emperor!" Shennong quickly bowed respectfully.

Fuxi smiled gently, helped Shennong up, and explained the cause and effect.

He then pointed to the impatient Daoist Duobao beside him and said...

"This is Duobao Daoren, the chief disciple of the Jie Sect, who possesses great supernatural powers."

"He has foreseen that you possess the potential to become an emperor and wishes to take you as his disciple to teach you cultivation. Are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, Shennong was so excited that his face turned red.

The chief disciple of the Jie Sect was a great figure under the sage's tutelage!

"This disciple is willing to pay respects to Master!"

Daoist Duobao was overjoyed. Holding the bowl of Wang Jingze in his arms, he pulled Shennong toward the side hall.

"Good, good, my disciple, I have a wonderful treasure here. From now on, you'll rely on it for everything!"

……

Not long after Duobao began teaching Shennong how to cultivate.

A strange change occurred; a bizarre green mist suddenly spread across the various human tribes.

This fog is not an ordinary poisonous miasma, but a strange plague that targets the human body!

Humans who contract the plague are not only physically weak, but also suffer from persistent high fever.

Even the magical power within the body will stagnate, and may even show signs of regression!

In just a few days, the human race suffered widespread grief and panic.

Inside the Emperor's Palace, Fuxi, with a solemn expression, found Zhao Gongming.

"Young friend, this plague has come about in a strange way."

"Although I possess the destiny of a human emperor, I am unable to eradicate this plague."

"Upon further analysis, it was discovered that this appears to be a calamity for the second-generation human emperor, a test that Shennong must face."

"But Shennong is still inexperienced, so I ask you, young friend, to lend a hand and stabilize the situation."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming understood. Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs to alleviate the suffering of humankind, and this plague was the catalyst.

"We are indeed not skilled in dealing with plagues, but the Jie Sect has many disciples and a wealth of talent!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Gongming took out a communication jade slip and issued the order.

Soon after, a figure appeared, dressed in a long black robe and surrounded by an aura of plague.

A young man with a gloomy face and a fanatical gaze toward Zhao Gongming descended.

The newcomer was none other than Lü Yue, a rare genius disciple from the outer sect of the Jie Sect.

In the original primordial world, after the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, Lü Yue became the Plague Emperor of the Heavenly Court, in charge of all plagues in the world.

When it comes to plague and poison techniques, if he admits to being second, no one dares to claim to be first.

If placed in the Chan Sect, that would definitely be considered the level of a direct disciple, even far superior to the likes of Huanglong.

"Lu Yue, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect, pays respects to Senior Brother Gongming!"

When Lü Yue saw Zhao Gongming, his voice trembled with excitement.

Although Zhao Gongming was not in Kunlun Mountain for most of the year, his legends are still told all over Kunlun Mountain!

In particular, those concept-level magic treasures that make Golden Immortals kneel and Quasi-Saints dance are simply miracles in Lü Yue's mind!

Zhao Gongming helped Lü Yue up and gave him instructions.

"Junior Brother Lü Yue, the reason I summoned you here is because of a sudden plague outbreak among the human race."

"You are skilled in this, so you need to help Shennong stabilize the situation for now."

"The plague must not be allowed to spread; let Shennong grow up and resolve it on his own."

Lu Yue glanced at the plague below and smiled confidently.

"Don't worry, senior brother, when it comes to poisons, I'm the master!"

"but……"

Lu Yue rubbed his hands together, somewhat embarrassed, and pulled out a piece of ancient peach wood core that exuded an aura of warding off evil and misfortune from his pocket.

"Senior brother, to be honest, I also want to ask you to refine a magic weapon."

"Seeing that my fellow disciples all have magical treasures, I am really envious."

"Ideally, it would be a magical artifact related to the plague. I hope my senior brother can grant my request!"

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Innate Evil-Repelling Peach Wood Core]

[Matching Solution: Can craft magic items for repelling/pushing back/conceptual defense]

Zhao Gongming took the materials and readily agreed, "No problem at all, just wait!"

……

Zhao Gongming returned to the wooden house, offered up the Nine Dragon Cauldron, and forty-nine days later...

boom!

The Nine Dragon Cauldron trembled, and a simple-looking but extremely fluffy white whisk flew out.

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

【Magic Item Name: Retreat Dust Brush】

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attributes: All Evils Retreat, Absolute Expulsion]

[Effect: By waving the whisk, anything with harmful intent (including but not limited to spells, supernatural powers, magical artifacts, viruses, and even unwanted people) will be forced back, unable to get close, forming an absolute safe zone!]

[Side effect: shrewish tirade - retreat, retreat, retreat]

[Restriction: Users must adopt the demeanor of a shrew who has never lost a quarrel at the village entrance]

[Action: One hand on hip, the other holding a whisk, thrusting forward violently while alternating stomping the ground with both feet, clapping hands, and shouting a spell!]

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

At the same time, the system's critical hit reward caused Zhao Gongming's heart to stop.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully crafted a treasure to protect humanity!]

[Triggered a supreme god-level critical strike!]

[Congratulations, host, on obtaining the supreme treasure of humanity: the Kongtong Seal!]

hum!

A jade seal, radiating the imperial aura of nine dragons and inscribed with the four divine runes of the Great Dao of Eternal Prosperity for Humanity, floated quietly in Zhao Gongming's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The Kongtong Seal?!"

Zhao Gongming was overjoyed; this was truly a treasure!

A supreme treasure of humanity, capable of suppressing the destiny of the human race and deposing and installing human emperors!

In the original primordial timeline, the Kongtong Seal was controlled by the Chan Sect.

This caused the human race's fortune to flow outwards. After the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors attained enlightenment, they had to be imprisoned in the Fire Cloud Cave, ostensibly to suppress the fortune, but in reality, they were imprisoned.

"Now that we have the Kongtong Seal..."

"Human destiny is self-contained; the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were able to stably govern humanity without having to go to jail!"

"This is a huge profit!"

……

Zhao Gongming was in a great mood and walked out of the wooden house with his whisk in hand.

He handed the retreat whisk to Lü Yue and demonstrated the breathtaking stomping motion of the sword.

After reading it, Lü Yue was completely dumbfounded, and his mouth twitched.

"Senior...Senior Brother?"

"Will this really work?"

"And they also have to stomp their feet, clap their hands, and shout 'Back off, back off!'?"

"This is just... this is outrageous!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Gongming immediately switched to a pyramid scheme... no, a persuasive and persuasive approach.

He patted Lü Yue on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Junior brother, what vision!"

"Think about how much merit you'll gain from helping humanity overcome this crisis?"

"With merit, you will have hope of breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!"

"What is face compared to the Great Luo Dao Fruit? It's just a shoe insole!"

"As long as you shout loud enough, the plague won't catch you!"

"As long as you stomp your feet fast enough, the enemy won't be able to get close!"

"Do you want to become stronger? Do you want to become the pride of the Jie Sect?"

After being persuaded by Zhao Gongming, the confusion in Lü Yue's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a determined light.

"Senior brother is right. What does face matter? I want to become stronger! I want to attain the Great Luo Immortal Realm!"

"I'll use this whisk!"

Lu Yue grabbed the whisk, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.

Zhao Gongming patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Yes, that's more like it!"

"Go forth, let the plague tremble at your stomping!"

Not far away, Cihang Daoren still sat slumped in his chair, looking utterly lost.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but close my eyes in pain.

Two lines of tears slid down his cheeks, and he thought to himself:

"What a tragedy..."

"Another innocent young man... has been dragged into this mess."

"Zhao Gongming...you're a devil!"

[Please, all you young men and women, urge me to update!]