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

Shouyang Mountain, a human tribe.

Zhao Gongming brought along the legendary space demon god, Yangmei Daxian.

He began his journey as a human abstractionist guide.

As soon as I entered the tribe, I saw Grand Master Xuandu facing a pile of freshly gathered common herbs and ores.

With a solemn expression, he cupped his face in his hands, twisted his body, and spoke in that familiar Henan accent.

"Awesome magic (，，＞᎑＜，，)!!

"Wow! This spicy soup is even tastier now! ★! Pretty good, right?!"

hum!

With a flash of golden light, the herbs transformed into a miraculous medicine.

The Great Immortal Yangmei stopped in his tracks, and his two long eyebrows, which dragged on the ground, trembled three times.

Pointing at Xuandu with a bewildered expression, he asked Zhao Gongming.

"Little guy... what's going on?"

"Is that Laozi's disciple?"

"What's he doing? Is he performing a shamanistic ritual?"

Why is your accent so...unique?

Zhao Gongming remained calm and patiently explained.

"Senior, you may not know this, but Senior Brother Xuandu is using the Creation Amplification Divine Power."

"Although the process was a bit lively, the results were remarkable, all for the sake of human development."

Yang Mei nodded as if she understood, and continued walking forward.

After taking only a few steps, they saw that Crown Prince Lu Ya was wearing a pair of fluffy cat ears.

With a cat tail trailing behind him, he was giving a serious lecture to a human prodigy.

"You must train diligently, meow! No slacking off, meow!"

The human prodigy's eyes turned bloodshot as he roared.

"Yes, mahjong!"

Then I started frantically crashing into trees to train my physique.

Master Yangmei stopped again, his eyes even more confused.

"What... what's going on here?"

"Is that Di Jun's son?"

"How did that perfectly good three-legged golden crow turn into a cat, and even meow?"

Zhao Gongming calmly explained, "This is the crown of the beast-eared girl."

"A special kind of command artifact that can unleash the potential of subordinates; the side effect is that they're a little bit cute."

Yang Mei took a deep breath, feeling that her Dao heart was a little unstable.

However, an even bigger shock was yet to come.

The two continued on their way and saw Cihang Daoren in the distance, wearing a pink lace fairy dress and waving a fairy wand.

boom!

A female version of Di Jun, with pigtails and a miniskirt, was summoned from behind him and winked and acted cute in front of a group of human cultivators.

「Ciallo~(∠・ω＜)⌒☆」

"I'm Dijun-chan~☆"

Click!

Master Yangmei felt that his worldview had been completely shattered into dust at this moment.

He turned his head sharply, looking at Zhao Gongming in horror, his voice trembling.

"This...this...this..."

"Is this what the primordial world is like now?!"

"After I left the primordial world... is this all that old man Hongjun preached?!"

"What kind of weird and twisted method is this? And who is that twin-tailed Di Jun? It's so cringeworthy!"

Zhao Gongming chuckled and waved his hand.

"Senior, calm down, calm down."

"These are just some little trinkets that I casually made to liven things up. They're harmless, harmless."

Yang Mei: "..."

It's absolutely harmless!

……

To prevent this chaotic demon god from going berserk on the spot.

Zhao Gongming quickly led Yang Mei to the courtyard of his small wooden house.

"Please have a seat, senior."

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Gongming took out two fruits exuding the charm of the Great Dao from his sleeve: Yellow Plums!

Next, I brewed another pot of fragrant Enlightenment Tea, a tea that could clear one's mind with just one sip!

"Senior, have a taste."

When Yangmei the Immortal looked at the things on the table, his shocked expression instantly turned into amazement.

"Huangzhong Plum, Enlightenment Tea?!"

"Wow, you're so young, you're living a life... even more comfortable than Hongjun!"

"How can you enjoy yourself so much?"

Yang Mei didn't stand on ceremony, picked up a Huangzhong plum, took a bite, and immediately praised it highly.

Just as the two were enjoying tea and discussing philosophy...

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.

"Young friend Zhao, is young friend Zhao here?"

Zhao Gongming waved and opened the door, whereupon the demon master Kunpeng walked in with a fawning expression.

As soon as Kunpeng entered, he greeted Zhao Gongming.

Then his gaze fell on Yangmei Daxian, who was sitting in the main seat and eating fruit.

Kunpeng frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

He was a demon master, a quasi-saint at the peak, and held an extremely high position in the prehistoric world.

Who is this old man? Why doesn't he stand up and bow when he sees him?

"Young friend Zhao, who is this old man?"

Kunpeng spoke with a hint of arrogance, pointing at Yang Mei.

"Looks unfamiliar. Is he also a rogue cultivator here seeking a magical artifact?"

Zhao Gongming took a sip of tea, didn't even lift his eyelids, and calmly uttered four words.

"Master Yangmei".

The air froze instantly.

Kunpeng's expression froze on his face.

"Yang...Yang Mei?"

As a guest of Zixiao Palace, he had certainly heard of this name!

That was a ruthless person who even Dao Ancestor Hongjun couldn't defeat; that was the legendary Space Demon God!

The next second, Kunpeng displayed his amazing reaction speed and physical flexibility.

Pfft!

His knees buckled, and he executed a smooth, long-distance sliding kneel.

They slid all the way to the feet of Master Yangmei.

Then, he grabbed Yang Mei's leg.

His face instantly contorted into a smile that looked more like a grimace, and he howled loudly.

"Oh my, it's Senior Yang Mei in person!!"

"This junior was blind to recognize a great man, and blind to a pure, unadulterated dragon!"

"I was drunk just now and spoke recklessly, offending you, senior!"

"This junior apologizes to the senior here, and kowtows, bang bang bang!"

The movements were fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation.

The Immortal Yangmei, who was munching on fruit: "???"

Yang Mei, holding the fruit, was dumbfounded again.

He turned to look at Zhao Gongming and asked incredulously.

"This...this is the current supreme being of the primordial world?"

"Have all the creatures of this primordial world been taught to be so shameless by your advisor?"

"That change of expression...faster than flipping through a book?"

Immediately, the image of Dijiang's extortion came to Zhao Gongming's mind.

Styx feigning death, Dijun begging for torture, Zhunti crying poverty...

He awkwardly touched his nose, forced to admit it.

"Ahem... Senior, they really do seem to be more shameless than the last."

"This is... a characteristic of the prehistoric era, isn't it?"

Yang Mei shook his head speechlessly, then casually patted his hand, and a gentle spatial force lifted Kunpeng up.

"Alright, alright, ignorance is no excuse. Get up."

"Tell me, what brings you here to see this kid?"

Kunpeng then dared to stand up straight, wiped away his cold sweat, and looked at Zhao Gongming with envy.

"Um...Young friend Zhao."

"I see that both His Majesties and His Highness the Crown Prince have acquired powerful magical treasures."

"Even that good-for-nothing Dong Wanggong is now available."

"I'm so envious!"

"I also want to ask for a magical artifact!"

"Ideally, it should be the kind that... can completely control someone and make them lose face!"

Zhao Gongming was delighted upon hearing this.

"Simple, did you bring the rare and precious medicinal herbs?"

Kunpeng quickly took out a piece of Beiming Xuanyin Stone that emitted an extremely cold aura and a strange rhythm.

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Northern Darkness Mystic Sound Stone]

[Matching Solution: Capable of crafting artifacts based on concepts such as hard control/rhythm/forced interaction]

"Great ingredients!"

Zhao Gongming immediately summoned the Nine Dragon Cauldron and began refining it.

Yang Mei watched with great interest, becoming increasingly alarmed as she watched.

"This weapon-refining technique... seemingly chaotic and disorderly, is it actually in harmony with the Dao of Cause and Effect?"

"No wonder they were able to create that strange thing."

A moment later, a whimsical toy, even resembling the coin-operated rocking horse at the entrance of a supermarket, was freshly made.

However, this rocking horse is shaped like a Kunpeng (a mythical bird).

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

【Magic Item Name: Happy Rocking Toy (Dad's Happiness)】

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attributes: Forced Interaction, Seniority Suppression]

[Effect: Unleashes a magical artifact, locking onto the enemy. The enemy will uncontrollably teleport to the rocking horse and sit down, their body swaying back and forth with the horse!]

Meanwhile, the enemy must wear an innocent smile and loudly sing a children's song!

"What's Daddy's dad called? Daddy's dad is called Grandpa!"

"What's Daddy's mom called? Daddy's mom is called Grandma!"

[Side effect: Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone!]

[Restriction: The user must be sitting in the passenger seat next to the enemy, swaying along with them and singing the first half of the line, while the enemy sings the second half!]

At the same time, the system reward was credited to your account.

[Ding! Supreme critical hit reward triggered!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: One drop of Chaotic Causal God-Demon Essence Blood!]

"Causal gods and demons?!"

Zhao Gongming felt much more at ease; this was a top-tier law!

He handed the Kunpeng rocking horse to Kunpeng and explained in detail how to play it in a breathtaking way.

After hearing this, Kunpeng looked at the cute rocking horse and, instead of feeling ashamed, rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Okay, okay, so Daddy's dad is called Grandpa?"

"If we grabbed Hongyun or Zhenyuanzi and shook them..."

"Then wouldn't I be their grandfather?"

"This is a huge bargain! I love this amazing item!"

Seeing Kunpeng's lewd smile, Immortal Yangmei fell silent once again.

He turned to look at Zhao Gongming, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Little guy, your magic weapon... is really... unique."