Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 330 Within the Scorching Sun, I Am Supreme (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu's transformation continued, with his qi, blood, spiritual awareness, and magical power constantly improving.

Seven days passed before this breakthrough came to an end.

In his mind, the glazed pagoda was forged into an eight-story pagoda, with strands of light flowing around it, exuding an aura of indestructibility and immortality.

Within his body, every inch of flesh and blood contained boundless vitality, and streams of power continuously surged forth.

Within the dantian, the four spiritual platforms were crystal clear, like flawless purple jade.

Call ~
A gust of wind arose out of nowhere, blowing up her black hair and causing her red robe to flutter wildly.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly stood up.

boom!
The entire cave was shaking, and rolling waves of energy were generated, threatening to sweep in all directions, but they were crushed within a small area by the overwhelming magical power.

He extended his palm, his gaze falling to his five fingers.

"I've reached the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. I don't need any spiritual artifacts or secret treasures to fight against a cultivator at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment."

The young man felt his own power and then speculated:
With the help of formations and secret treasures, even a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment can fight and kill.

Such strength would be considered mid-to-high level within the Dao lineage.

but
"not enough!"

Zhang Yuanzhu muttered to himself.

He needs to become stronger to survive in this chaotic situation.

I need time to grow.

Lost in thought, the young man strode out of the cave and headed towards the mountainside.

Now that the realm has been broken through, one must make the most of one's power. The Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror can no longer fully exert its power.

He needs a mid-grade spiritual artifact with lightning attribute.

He strode quickly and soon arrived at the weapon-refining pavilion.

Clang clang~ Boom boom~
The sounds of metal clashing and furnaces exploding rang out one after another, just as before without any change.

At that moment, as the young man arrived, a burly man with his upper body bare strode over.

"Yuanzhu, what brings you here?"

"To break through in cultivation, I need a suitable spiritual artifact. I can only trouble the elder."

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his arm on the long, white ruler, his expression gentle.

"Spiritual artifact forging?"

The burly man looked bitter. With his cultivation level and weapon-refining skills, this was going to be a troublesome matter.

However, we must do our best in everything for our own prodigy.

Elder Gong pointed behind him:

"Yuanzhu, come with me, let's have a good talk."

"it is good."

The young man nodded, and the two of them stepped into the pavilion one after the other, walking on the black stone floor to a square.

One by one, the disciples stood here, some urging the flames, some refining the spirit ore, and some solidifying the embryos of artifacts.

Upon seeing Zhang Yuanzhu and Elder Gong, they would respectfully nod in greeting.

The burly man continued forward, crossing the fairly large square, and explained:
"This place is for the forging of standard magical artifacts. Most disciples are engrossed in the forging process and may have been lacking in etiquette. Please forgive them."

"Elder, you are too kind. I am sorry to have disturbed you."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled and rubbed his palm against the long ruler.

"Moreover, weapon crafting is quite interesting, and many disciples are skilled in it."

A smile appeared on the burly man's rugged face:
"Among all the lineages of Immortal Soldier Valley, the Zhuoyang lineage is undoubtedly the best in weapon forging and fire magic."

"Among the various arts of cultivation, the art of weapon crafting is the foremost."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

Of all the arts of cultivation, array formation is the foremost; when did it become weapon crafting?

However, the young man did not argue. With a smile on his face, he followed Elder Gong to a courtyard.

The courtyard was cluttered, with various scraps and spirit iron piled up haphazardly, and a large bronze cauldron placed in the middle.

The burly man glanced casually at the courtyard before leading the young man to a corner where he sat down on a stone bench.

With a flick of his sleeve, a pot of spiritual tea and two jade cups appeared on the stone table.

Zhang Yuanzhu didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly in front of the elder, picked up the teapot, and poured two cups of tea.

One cup was pushed in front of the big man, and he picked up the cup and took a small sip.

Elder Gong carefully examined the young man, sensing the natural aura emanating from him.

Like a majestic mountain, imposing and vast as the ocean, one can't help but exclaim in admiration:
"Breakthrough in cultivation realm, congratulations!"

"It's nothing, just a step forward."

Zhang Yuanzhu responded while drinking his tea.

"As for the elder, it shouldn't be long before he breaks through to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment."

"Sixth level of Foundation Establishment?"

Elder Gong's face showed bitterness.

This is the limit of his cultivation in this life; he will not be able to advance any further.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp, extinguishing his resentment, and said frankly:

"Tell me, what kind of magical artifact do you want to forge? I will do everything in my power to help you."

Zhang Yuanzhu put down the teacup.

In the blink of an eye, a stream of light flew out from his arms and hovered in front of the two of them.

The spirit mirror, engraved with dragon patterns, rises and falls amidst the thunder.

"Can this mirror be reforged into a mid-grade spiritual artifact?"

He was quite comfortable using the Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror, and if possible, there was no need to replace it.

Elder Gong did not reply immediately. He stretched out his hand, past the lightning, and grasped the frame of the glasses.

He pulled it close and examined it closely.

One moment he was forming hand seals, the next he was striking left and right, using all sorts of methods. Lightning flashed on the spirit mirror, and patterns were generated and then dissipated.

Zhang Yuanzhu picked up his teacup, sipped his tea slowly, and waited quietly.

About an incense stick's time later, Elder Gong returned the spirit mirror, shaking his head somewhat helplessly.

"The Spirit Mirror must have come from the Boundless Palace; its forging technique is too unique."

"No one but them can reforge it, or rather, reforging it will inevitably fail and the magical artifact will be damaged."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled. As expected of the Boundless Palace, they always guarded against other sects in everything they did.

It seems the only option is to reforge a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Thunder Dragon Mirror vanished.

The young man spoke directly, stating his requirements for the magical artifact:

"A mid-grade lightning-attribute spiritual weapon is primarily for self-defense, with offense being secondary. As for its appearance, a bell, mirror, cauldron, or bead are all suitable."

As the words fell, clusters of precious light flew out from his bosom and landed on the stone table.

It has a red carapace, a pair of bull horns, purplish-black scales, and metal fragments.

The first three of the four materials were obtained from Foundation Establishment level demon beasts, while the metal fragments were fragments of Xuanqing Zhenren's longsword.

Each item was quite precious, and they were all laid out before the burly man.

Elder Gong carefully examined the materials in front of him, and a look of joy gradually appeared on his face.

He reached out and lightly flicked various spiritual materials, his expression growing increasingly satisfied.

Especially when he observed the metal fragments, the big man's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Great materials, great materials indeed!"

"Don't worry, Yuanzhu, I will definitely forge a suitable spiritual weapon for you."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded and drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.

I cup my hands in thanks.

"Thank you for your help, Elder!"

"There's no need for that. You are the future of the lineage and will need to support the inheritance of the Dao in the future. Since you have something to ask for, you will naturally do your best."

The burly man waved his hand dismissively.

The young man lowered his arms, picked up the teapot, and refilled it with tea.

Holding the teacup in her palm, she whispered:
"Besides the spiritual artifact, I also need the elder to forge a prototype artifact."

"Embedded device?"

“Your natal artifact, Yuan Zhu, haven’t you already broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm?”

Elder Gong looked surprised and immediately guessed the purpose of the artifact.

The burly man's gaze unconsciously drifted to the young man's waist, where a long, white, jade-like object, shrouded in a faint mist, stood.

With just one glance, the elder's heart trembled at the grand aura that seemed to measure the heavens and earth and recreate the universe.

With such a natal artifact, why would he need to cause trouble? Zhang Yuanzhu slapped his waist with his free hand, and a yellow shadow leaped out.

A dog demon appeared, first observing its surroundings, then obediently lying down beside the young man's legs, affectionately rubbing against his robes.

At the same time, a golden blood bead flew out of the storage bag and landed on the stone table.

The young man patted the dog's head and whispered:

"Relying on its own Qilin blood, it should be able to forge a suitable weapon embryo, just like a natal flying sword, which can be conceived in advance and then a mid-grade spiritual platform can also bear it."

This is the road that Zhang Yuanzhu prepared for Dahuang.

"Master, this precious blood of the Qilin is for you."

The big yellow beast was anxious and immediately spoke, wanting to refuse.

Snapped!
The young man roughly rubbed the dog's head and chuckled softly:

"A little bit of precious blood, how much can it improve you? It can only help me better in my ascent of the Great Dao by nurturing you as a resource."

"Or is it that they lack the confidence to forge a mere mid-grade spirit platform and are afraid of wasting precious blood?"

He looked up at the burly man:
"I will provide the materials for the casting blanks. Thank you, Elder."

"As expected of you."

Elder Gong was somewhat helpless; the young man was too sentimental.

Moreover, a mid-grade spiritual platform is not so easy to forge. In the more than two hundred years of the Zhuoyang lineage, only the mountain lord has forged one.

Never mind, let the other party consider these things.

The burly man lowered his head slightly and looked at the dog demon:

What shape of embryo do you want?

Da Huang immediately looked at the young man, but received no reply, only a pair of encouraging eyes.

Dahuang remained silent, carefully reflecting on everything it had seen and heard since its birth.

Following the Dao Lord, they witnessed their master's conquests, battles, and the heroic and domineering spirit of defeating all enemies.

What impressed it most was the figure with a golden bell on his head, who could kill all enemies with a smile.

"Wang Wang~"

"Lord Dao, I want to forge a bell so I can fight alongside you."

"it is good!"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, took out a storage bag from his bosom, and handed it to the elder.

"If any of the earth-element treasures are still missing, I will go and find them."

The elder took the storage bag, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and then put it away.

"enough!"

"Your natal spirit embryo and a mid-grade spiritual weapon can be collected in a month."

The young man stood up.

Bow with hands clasped in greeting.

"Elder, come again in a month."

Afterwards, the two talked for a while longer before Zhang Yuanzhu slowly left.

For a time, only the burly man was drinking tea in the courtyard, pondering how to forge a magical artifact.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not return to his cave, but instead took Da Huang and headed down the mountain.

The young man strolled leisurely among the rocks and red leaves. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow, causing leaves to fall, creating a unique and charming scene.

"Big Yellow, you've reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, not bad at all!"

"Woof woof~, it's all thanks to the Dao Lord. Without that demon-accompanying grass, it would have taken several more years before I could even attempt a breakthrough."

Big Yellow ran around happily, occasionally leaping over lava and diving into the hot spring, having a great time.

Zhang Yuanzhu observed quietly and did not stop it.

For more than a decade, whenever he was with him, Da Huang rarely left the pet pouch, and he was unusually happy.

The young man looked for a while, then turned his gaze back to the location of the Azure Thunder Dharma Vein.

"Some things need to be planned in advance."

Whether it's the lightning-struck wood and thundercloud grass needed for tendon strengthening, or for the sake of the future situation, he needs to make this trip.

In the lineage, with the mountain lord absent, he is revered, and some matters can only be undertaken by him.

While he was lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu had already left the main branch with Dahuang.

Stepping forward amidst volcanoes and lava, passing through colossal cities, one can experience the unique charm of the scorching sun.

They traveled for eight days before finally reaching the edge of the Taoist lineage.

Standing atop the mountain, Zhang Yuanzhu gazed into the distance, sensing the disciples hiding in the sect's shared area, his face expressionless.

One Foundation Establishment cultivator and several Qi Refining cultivators were the disciples monitoring whether he left the lineage.

It's likely that the Daoist lineage also understands that unless a True Person is constantly blocking the way in front of the Scorching Sun Dharma Lineage, they cannot monitor him.

So we simply sent a few Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators to make do.

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, took a step, and disappeared from the mountaintop along with the big yellow dog beneath him.

In less than three days, Zhang Yuanzhu traversed mountains and rivers and arrived before the Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage.

The mountain range stretched for thousands of miles, dark clouds shrouded the sky, and streaks of lightning swam within it.

Lightning bolts struck the ground intermittently, leaving charred craters.

A tall woman, wearing a purple cloak and a blue shirt underneath, stood in the tree canopy.

She looked at the young man not far away, a smile appearing on his slightly heroic face.

"Brother Dao, it's been several years since we last met, and you're even more charming than before."

"You're too kind, Senior Sister Feng."

Zhang Yuanzhu strode forward and was already in front of the woman.

"The scorching sun and the azure thunder are inseparable, there is no need for such formalities."

"The lightning-struck wood and thundercloud grass are ready."

Feng Ling chuckled. The Cang Lei lineage had already begun preparations when the other party sent the message half a month ago.

Her beautiful eyes lowered as she looked at the dog demon at the young man's feet, a hint of surprise flashing in them.

"Brother Dao, your demonic pet has not yet been contracted."

"Not my demonic pet, but my friend."

The young man looked serious and reached out to pat the dog's head.

A thought came to my mind.

A bolt of lightning flew out from his arms and hovered in front of the woman.

It was a spiritual realm engraved with dragon patterns, bursting with streaks of lightning.

"The Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror should be suitable for Senior Sister."

"Lightning-attribute spiritual artifact."

The woman extended her palm and lightly touched the magic mirror with her five fingers.

buzz~
The mirror trembled slightly, bursting forth with streaks of lightning, dazzling and imposing.

"What a wonderful magical artifact."

The woman was delighted; this magical artifact was of excellent quality and suitable for attacking enemies.

Moreover, its appearance also suits my taste.

She looked ahead, sensing the pressure emanating from the young man's body and his undisguised cultivation level, and nodded slightly.

"A low-grade spiritual weapon is indeed a bit lacking for you, fellow Daoist. I will accept this item."

"it is good."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded.

In the blink of an eye, all the marks within the spirit mirror were dispelled.

Immediately, he stepped forward into the void and entered the Azure Thunder lineage.

Feng Ling put away the spirit mirror and followed closely behind, her expression becoming solemn.

"Senior brother, Grandpa has already gathered many elders in Canglei Temple. Whether we can succeed depends on you."

I will handle everything.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained calm, his red robe fluttering, his black hair flying, and his double pupils conveying a sense of confidence.

The two transformed into lightning and sped forward. In less than half a day, a valley came into view.

The young man landed on the ground, stepped into the valley, and looked at the Taoist temple located in the center, a trace of reminiscence appearing in his eyes.

Several years ago, under the guidance of Master Huo, he came to this place to seek martial arts techniques.

Several years later, when Huo Lao reached the end of his life, he was the only one who came here to exchange for spiritual medicine and prepare for the grand plan.

Things change, people change—that's just how it is!
(End of this chapter)