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

"Iron Fan, come out and greet our guests!"

With a call from the Styx Ancestor.

A woman dressed in a red Rakshasa dress, with stunning beauty yet a touch of heroism, walked out somewhat nervously.

It was Princess Iron Fan. As soon as she looked up, she saw the Bull Demon King standing there.

Their eyes met, and Tie Shan's face instantly turned red, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

She thought that her plan had been exposed and that the patriarch was going to punish the Bull Demon King.

He quickly stepped forward, blocking the Bull Demon King's path, and explained urgently.

"Ancestor, please don't be angry!"

"My feelings for the Bull Demon King... were actually one-sided!"

"Punish me if you must, it has nothing to do with him!"

Seeing her own little cabbage siding with outsiders, like a daughter who can't stay at home once she grows up.

The Styx Ancestor felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"What a tragedy..."

"I've been growing these flowers for so many years, and now someone has taken the pots away."

However, when he caught a glimpse of the pile of Huangzhongli plums and Sanguang Shenshui on the table...

And when Zhao Gongming promised a concept-level magic weapon.

The pain in the Styx River vanished instantly.

He took a deep breath and forced a kind and gentle smile.

He walked over and gently patted Iron Fan on the shoulder.

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I, your ancestor, the kind of unreasonable person?"

"The Bull Demon King is a highly accomplished disciple of the Jie Sect, with an extraordinary background and dignified appearance. He and you are a match made in heaven!"

"It's alright, it's alright, I agree to you two being together, this is good news!"

Upon hearing this, Iron Fan and Bull Demon King were overjoyed.

"Thank you for your kindness, Ancestor!"

Then, the simple-minded Bull Demon King, no longer caring about Zhao Gongming, took Iron Fan's hand.

The two of them went to the side and whispered sweet nothings to each other, pouring out their hearts to one another.

Styx watched the two figures from behind, and his eye twitched slightly.

Out of sight, out of mind!

He pulled Zhao Gongming a little further away.

His face instantly lit up with a warm smile as he rubbed his hands together and asked.

"Nephew, look, I've already agreed to this marriage; it's a done deal."

"Regarding that magical artifact... could it be forged now?"

"This old man is really itching to try it!"

Zhao Gongming said with a smile.

"Of course, cash on delivery, fair dealing for everyone, young and old."

"As long as we have rare and precious ingredients, start the furnace immediately!"

Without saying a word, Styx took out a piece of Nine Nether Whirlwind Bone that had been nurtured for countless eons in the Blood Sea vortex.

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Nine Nether Whirlwind Bone]

[Rating: Excellent]

[Matching Solution: Can craft magical artifacts based on the concepts of rotation, storm, and control]

Zhao Gongming brought out the Nine Dragon Cauldron and began refining it on the spot.

A fancy oil-paper umbrella, painted with various villainous characters, has just come out of the oven.

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

【Magic Item Name: Flower Hands Takeoff Umbrella】

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attribute: Spiral Storm - Powerful Spin-Drying!]

[Effect: The umbrella rotates, condensing into an irresistible storm of rules!]

[The enemy is forcibly sucked in and subjected to a high-speed rotation of 3,000 revolutions per second!]

The feeling is comparable to being thrown into a washing machine and spun around wildly; it can shake your brain to its core!

[Side effects: Swaying hands and philosophical quotes]

[Restriction: Users must raise both hands above their heads, rotate their wrists flexibly, and wildly wave their hands!]

[Dialogue: While shaking, you must loudly shout out classic inspirational quotes!]

"The world is dazzling and tempting, but if you don't have the ability, don't try to show off!"

"Don't love me, it's a dead end, unless you shake my hand!"

At the same time, the system's critical hit reward made Zhao Gongming's heart skip a beat.

[Ding! Supreme critical hit reward triggered!]

[Congratulations, host, on acquiring the supernatural power: Five-Colored Divine Light!]

"Five-colored divine light?!"

Zhao Gongming was shocked; this was Kong Xuan's innate divine power!

He is known as the number one person below the saint in the art of brushing anything!

"Wow, system, you're really giving away freebies!"

"They actually stole all of Kong Xuan's signature skills?"

"With this divine power, combined with the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, I, a Great Luo Golden Immortal... might be able to leave even a Quasi-Saint helpless!"

Zhao Gongming suppressed his excitement and handed the flower-handled parachute to Minghe, explaining its usage in detail.

Upon hearing this, Styx not only didn't think there was a problem with the side effects, but was overjoyed and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, great, fantastic!"

"That spinning power, those inspiring words—they're simply overflowing with domineering aura!"

"With this treasure, I, your ancestor, can finally seek revenge on that scoundrel, Dijiang!"

Zhao Gongming was immediately dumbfounded.

"What's wrong? Uncle-Master, do you also have a grudge against Dijiang?"

"Snapped!"

Styx clapped his hands suddenly and said through gritted teeth.

"That's a great use of the word 'also'!"

"Nephew, you are still too young."

"Tell me, in the entire primordial world, who doesn't have a grudge against Dijiang?"

"Ever since he got that lousy stretcher, all he does is try to extort money from people!"

"And he doesn't ask for much, just a few spirit fruits and materials each time, it's purely to disgust people!"

"I've been holding this grudge for a long time because he swindled me out of a third-grade red lotus last time!"

"Without further ado, I'm off to get my revenge. I'm going to shake him senseless!"

Styx, holding an umbrella, was about to leave with a murderous aura.

However, before the Styx River could leave, a series of cursing sounds suddenly came from outside the Underworld.

"Damn it... Kunpeng is truly hateful!"

"That lousy rocking horse made me lose face!"

Dijiang walked over, clutching his head and swaying unsteadily, looking quite displeased.

"I still feel that the image of my father's father, called Grandpa, echoing in my mind."

"My brain is spinning, it's really uncomfortable!"

"No, I'm furious!"

"I need to find someone to extort money from, to vent my frustration!"

Dijiang's eyes darted around, then suddenly fixed on the direction of the Asura Path, his eyes lighting up.

"Huh? Is Styx, that old shut-in, home?"

"He's such an honest guy, naive and rich!"

"Why don't I just go find him and make him pay me some compensation for emotional distress, so I can have some fun!"

Having made up his mind, Dijiang carried the stretcher and swaggered over.

"Styx, get out here!"

An extremely unrestrained roar resounded throughout the underworld.

Zhao Gongming suddenly looked up and saw the Styx Ancestor standing at the door.

His shoulders trembled violently, and he let out a giggling laugh.

"Finally... you chose the path to hell when heaven was there!"

"I'm finally going to get my revenge!"

Dijiang had no idea what was happening inside and was still shouting.

"Styx, hurry up and give me the magic weapon!"

"Otherwise, I'll just lie down at your doorstep, and then..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Swish!

The Styx Ancestor suddenly rushed out, his flower umbrella instantly opening.

He raised both hands above his head, his wrists spinning wildly, making the umbrella spun rapidly like a helicopter propeller.

At the same time, Styx gathered his energy in his dantian and roared in a voice imbued with a sense of social spirit.

"The dazzling world is irresistible!"

"Don't show off if you don't have the ability!"

"Come in here!"

boom!

A terrifying storm formed instantly, engulfing Dijiang before he could even lie down.

"Holy crap?!"

Dijiang felt dizzy and his body was uncontrollably sucked in.

It begins to rotate at a high speed of three thousand revolutions per second in the air.

"vomit!"

"What...what is this thing?!"

"Styx, you have a new magical artifact too?!"

Dijiang screamed in agony amidst the storm, feeling as if his internal organs were about to be thrown out.

Styx waved his flowery hand while laughing wildly.

"Hahaha, that's awesome, so awesome!"

"Don't love me, it's a dead end, unless you shake my hand!"

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming silently took out the recording stone and found the perfect angle.

"Brilliant, Uncle-Master Dijiang, this is the consequence of greed."