Body command feeding world

Wu Wei walked out of the treasure exchange area of ​​the Suppressing Evil Division, and carefully hid the last high-grade evil treasure on his body. With all five treasures gathered, only the last step was needed—refining the marrow into a weapon.

He returned silently to the Peace Inn, to his small room on the third floor. He closed the door, bolted it, and used his blood essence to set up a soundproof barrier—his movements were practiced and steady. The sounds of people outside faded into the distance, leaving only his steady breathing and the quiet, ever-present thought deep within his marrow sea.

"Are you ready?" Shu's voice was soft and steady, like a warm flame falling into the deepest part of his soul. "The marrow weapon must be forged into your life essence, using bone marrow as fuel, essence blood as a catalyst, evil treasures as materials, and my own origin as protection. You must not have the slightest distracting thoughts."

Wu Wei sat cross-legged on the stone bed, closed his eyes and nodded: "Please teach me, Master."

"First, take that black iron spear you're holding."

He raised his hand, grasped the spear on his back, and slowly drew it out.

This was a heavy spear made of black iron that had been with him for a long time. The spear was dark and heavy, neither refined iron nor evil metal, but a superior-grade mortal weapon. The spearhead was single-pointed, long and sharp, and its slashing and thrusting were fierce, but it lacked some agility and was even more clumsy in close combat. Through a series of bloody battles, the spear was already covered with scratches, nicks, and dark cracks. They were scars, but also medals.

Wu Wei placed the gun across his lap, his fingertips tracing the cool shaft, and felt a sense of calm settle in.

"This spear has accompanied you through battles against tiger demons and slain demonic flowers. Its blood essence is now connected, and its bone essence is now intertwined. It is most suitable for fusing into a marrow weapon," Shu said slowly. "First, take out the five superior-grade evil treasures and place them in front of you, lined up in a row."

Wu Wei followed his instructions, reaching into his robes to take out the five top-grade evil treasures he kept close to his body, and placed them on the bluestone slab in front of the stone bed.

The five malevolent treasures were as black as ink, their spiritual light restrained, their malevolent power pure yet not violent. They resonated with each other, forming a faint black-gold halo. This was enough to drive the cultivators of the outer city mad, all for the purpose of forging a natal spear.

"The first step is to ignite the marrow fire." Shu's voice carried an unquestionable guidance, "Draw the source of the spinal marrow from the coccyx, up along the Du meridian, past the Jianjing point, into both arms, and gather in the palms—I will use the source as a shield to protect your soul from dissipation and your marrow from drying up, just keep drawing it."

Wu Wei took a deep breath and, following Shu's guidance, focused his mind to the very depths of his bones.

At first, there was only a barely perceptible warmth, then a surge of heat exploded from his tailbone, rising slowly like magma. Wherever it passed, his meridians trembled and his bones hummed. That was the power of his life essence, the most precious and untouchable fire of a cultivator's bone marrow.

If an ordinary person were to use it, it would at best damage their foundation, and at worst ruin their path. But as long as the pivot is there, all false backlash and malevolent forces that invade the spirit will be kept outside the soul.

"Stay calm, don't rush. The marrow fire is not violent, but gentle."

Wu Wei held his breath and slowly guided the wisp of golden marrow fire to his palm, covering the shaft of the black iron spear.

The flames were not fierce, but extremely heavy, extremely pure, and extremely hot.

As soon as the Xuan Tie spear touched the marrow fire, its originally cold and hard iron body began to soften slightly. The scratches, nicks, and cracks on its surface slowly unfolded in the marrow fire, like something dormant being awakened. The spear emitted a low hum, not of pain, but of anticipation.

"The second step is to fuse the evil treasures," Shu said. "Use the marrow fire to draw the power of the five evil treasures, feeding it into the spear shaft strand by strand. Do not rush it, and do not interrupt the flow."

Wu Wei raised his palm, and the marrow fire split into five fine threads, gently wrapping around the five top-grade evil treasures.

The black-gold malevolent energy, like molten iron, flowed slowly along the fire line, drop by drop, strand by strand, stream by stream, into the Xuan Iron Spear. With each addition, the spear became heavier, brighter, and stronger. The originally rough Xuan Iron texture, under the dual tempering of the malevolent treasure's power and the marrow fire, was continuously refined, purified, and sublimated, its iron color turning deep black, with golden veins emerging from the black, like blood flowing within the spear.

"Very good, continue." Shu's voice remained steady. "The essence of the marrow lies in 'connection,' connecting with your bone marrow, with your blood essence, with your soul, and with my origin."

Wu Wei was drenched in sweat, his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were piercing and he remained completely still.

He could clearly sense that the Xuan Tie spear was dying, but also being reborn.

The old single-edged spearhead was melted, disassembled, and reforged in the marrow fire. The original spear tip was no longer the only edge—the pivot intervened directly with his mind, guiding his marrow fire and evil power to shape both ends of the spear at the same time.

"You lack close-combat skills, so I will forge you a double-edged sword with equal blades."

"The middle grip is designed with the length and wrapping you are most familiar with, allowing for one-handed or two-handed use, for both long-range and close-quarters combat."

"One end is mainly for stabbing, picking, chopping, and penetrating, breaking through armor, dispelling evil, and breaking formations; the other end is mainly for intercepting, parrying, slashing, and locking, for close combat, deflecting force, and subduing the enemy."

"Both blades are of equal length, both edges are equally sharp, without head or tail, killing from both front and back."

Under the precise guidance of the pivot, the molten black iron and the essence of the evil treasure re-condensed, stretched, sharpened, and quenched at both ends of the spear.

The marrow fire in Wu Wei's palm flickered slightly as he watched his old gun, which had been with him, completely change its appearance.

The newly created marrow weapon still uses the original black iron spear as its core, but it is longer, more symmetrical, and more lethal.

The handle is centered, and the cloth wrapping still features his usual coarse linen texture, providing a stable grip and a smooth, penetrating feel.

The left and right sections of the gun are of equal length, each taking up half of the total length. Both ends have long blades, double blades, and slanted edges. The blades are extremely sharp, with a restrained cold light and a slightly curved tip, which is advantageous for thrusting, slashing, and blocking and counter-attacking in close combat.

The left edge remains unchanged, powerful and penetrating; the right edge, newly added, is swift and unpredictable.

From afar, one can wield a long spear with one hand, piercing the enemy from a distance; up close, one can grip the spear with both hands, striking from both ends simultaneously for a close-quarters grappling attack, making up for all weaknesses.

The spear body is no longer pure black, but black with gold patterns. The patterns grow along the direction of the bone marrow, like blood vessels, like dragon tendons, like the spear's intent itself. The patterns only appear when the power is applied. Normally, it is as restrained as ordinary iron, but it weighs more than three times as much and is indestructible.

"The third step is to forge the connection of your life." Shu's voice grew slightly heavier. "I will send a wisp of your purest divine soul, along with your very essence, into the heart of the gun—from this moment on, the gun is you, and you are the gun. To wound the gun is to wound you, and to strengthen the gun is to strengthen you."

Wu Wei did not hesitate.

He drew a wisp of divine light from between his brows, channeling it along with the power of marrow fire, blood essence, and bone marrow, into the very center of the hilt of the double-edged spear.

hum-

A clear, resonant gunshot rang out from inside the house, shooting straight to the roof, but was firmly locked in place by a talisman array.

The entire double-edged spear floated into the air, its black and gold radiance surging. The five evil treasures were completely melted away, all their power fused into the spear body, leaving not a trace. The marrow fire returned to the bone marrow, the divine soul took root in the spear's core, and the old black iron bones underwent a complete transformation, turning ordinary iron into a celestial weapon, and external weapons into destiny.

The marrow organ is formed.

The double-edged spears slowly fell back into Wu Wei's palm. Their weight, length, balance, and feel were unbelievably perfect, as if he had held them in his hands since birth.

He raised his hand, gripped the gun, and gently turned it.

One hand, light and steady; two hands, heavy and powerful.

A forward thrust, the tip piercing the wind; a backward slash, the blade cutting through the air.

It can be used for battle at a distance, for fighting at close range, for suppressing with its long reach, and for parrying with its short reach.

All shortcomings will be addressed; all advantages will be maximized.

"Feel it," the Pivot said. "It is not your weapon, but an extension of your marrow, the shape of your Tao."

Wu Wei closed his eyes, his mind focused on the gun.

He could feel the golden patterns flowing within the spear, the dormant power of the evil treasure, the lingering warmth of the marrow fire, and even the primordial aura of the pivot quietly protecting the spear's core, like an eternal shield protecting his life from evil spirits, curses, and external forces.

"Thank you, Shu." His voice was slightly hoarse, but incredibly firm.

"No need," Shu said calmly. "The marrow weapon is complete, but that's only the first step. You're not fully synchronized with it yet. Strength, power generation, spear technique, and mindset all need to be retrained."

"Tomorrow, I'll teach you new shooting skills."

"Based on the dual-edged marrow weapon, the principle of unifying ranged and melee attacks, and the method of combining offense and defense—once you master this skill, you will be invincible within the same realm."

Wu Wei gripped the double-edged marrow weapon in his hand, feeling the heartbeat-like pulse emanating from his palm, and slowly nodded.

The setting sun cast a long shadow outside the window.

The old gun is dead, and the new gun is born.

The black iron melts into the marrow, and the twin peaks achieve the Dao.

His journey had only just begun.