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

With the revenge against Dijiang temporarily concluded, Zhao Gongming finally had some free time.

He then took out the Investiture of the Gods scroll, which exuded endless heavenly pressure.

He lay in the rocking chair, stroking the list with a dazed look in his eyes.

He muttered incoherently those brainwashing phrases etched into his DNA from his past life.

"Hey bro, got a new phone?"

"What about the old one?"

"The old...I left the old one at home to replace the stainless steel basin?"

"No, no..."

Zhao Gongming shook his head and changed the subject.

"Wow, you changed your truck, it's a Dayun heavy truck, it must be expensive!"

"It wasn't expensive; I bought it at XX Used Cars!"

"You can get it for only 99,000 NTD in cash, no middlemen taking a cut!"

As he muttered to himself, Zhao Gongming's gaze suddenly fixed on the Investiture of the Gods.

A sudden inspiration struck me, and I blurted it out.

"Have you been unemployed lately?"

"Just go to SSOB Direct Hiring, find a job, and talk directly to the boss!"

hum!

Zhao Gongming suddenly stopped, sprang up from the rocking chair, and his eyes shone with an alarming brightness.

"Yes, our vision has become too narrow. Our previous vision was too narrow!"

Zhao Gongming looked at the Investiture of the Gods in his hand, and his mind suddenly opened up.

"The original purpose of the Investiture of the Gods was to fill the 365 vacant positions of the righteous gods in the Heavenly Court."

"The intention to maintain the celestial sphere's rotation is good."

"In the original primordial trajectory, because a calamity was about to befall them."

"They forced people who didn't want to be on the list, which is why they beat them so badly their brains were spilled out."

"but……"

"The primordial world is now so harmonious."

"Everyone is busy dancing, singing, and dating."

"It would be a terrible thing if we started fighting again because of the Investiture of the Gods."

Zhao Gongming stroked his chin and began to analyze in depth.

"Actually, from another perspective, the Investiture of the Gods is an absolutely tremendous benefit for some cultivators!"

"Although there is no hope of physical sainthood and his realm is locked, he is now subject to the God-Slaying Whip."

"However, there are billions upon billions of cultivators in the primordial world, accounting for 99.9% of all cultivators."

"I'll never attain the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit in this lifetime, not even a Celestial Immortal!"

"We will also face numerous calamities and tribulations, and may die or perish at any time."

"For them, being included in the Investiture of the Gods would be..."

"This is practically the end of the universe! They've got official positions now!"

"First of all, the list of those who entrust their true spirits is immortal and indestructible!"

"Even after death, one can be reborn infinitely through the power of the Investiture of the Gods!"

"Secondly, regardless of the rank of his divine position, he is still a righteous god of the Heavenly Court!"

"Those who eat the government's rice can comprehend the power of heaven and earth and enjoy incense offerings!"

"Such a good thing is for the countless rogue cultivators and beings of low aptitude in the primordial world."

"It's absolutely perfect, the kind of stable job I've always dreamed of!"

"As for the direct disciples of the four sects..."

Zhao Gongming shook his head: "Of course they wouldn't even look at it."

"They all had the chance to become Great Luo Immortals or even Quasi-Saints, so going on the Investiture of the Gods was just asking for trouble."

"But the problem is, the Heavenly Court lacks people to do the work, and they don't necessarily all have to be Quasi-Saints or Great Luo Immortals!"

"As long as we open up our thinking about this recruitment..."

Zhao Gongming became more and more excited as he thought about it, and clapped his hands together.

"It's decided, I'm going to take this Investiture of the Gods..."

"Reforge it into a concept-level magic weapon suitable for recruiting righteous gods!"

"I'm going to create a 'Primordial Direct Hiring' app!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Gongming immediately summoned the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

They're planning to throw the Investiture of the Gods into it for a complete overhaul, adding concepts like recruitment, interviews, and contract signing.

However, just as he was about to make his move...

Rumble!

Above the heavens, a bolt of purple divine lightning suddenly exploded, and a terrifying pressure from the heavens instantly locked onto him.

That was a warning from the will of Heaven.

"Young man, you're getting cocky! This is some kind of divine scripture!"

"You think you can start over as a Grand Luo Golden Immortal? Believe me, I'll refine you up!"

Zhao Gongming instantly regained his senses, breaking out in a cold sweat, and quickly put away the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

"Ahem... That was too hasty."

"Am I fucking insane? I'm a Grand Luo Golden Immortal reforging the Investiture of the Gods, huh?"

"This thing involves the very essence of the Heavenly Dao; it cannot be touched by anyone other than a sage!"

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up and he immediately thought of a suitable candidate.

"We need to find someone to help us, but who would be suitable?"

"Master is no good. He only knows how to set up the Immortal Slaughtering Formation to kill people. His weapon-refining techniques are too crude."

"As for our eldest master, all he knows is alchemy."

"Only my second senior uncle is universally acknowledged as the number one expert in weapon crafting throughout the primordial world!"

"Refining acquired treasures is child's play for him; you can't go wrong with him!"

Having made up his mind, Zhao Gongming no longer hesitated and directly rode his escape light towards Kunlun Mountain.

……

As soon as Zhao Gongming stepped into Kunlun Mountain, before he could even fly to Yuxu Palace...

hum!

A massive, sky-covering, azure hand reached out from the direction of Biyou Palace without warning.

He grabbed Zhao Gongming by the back of the neck and lifted him over like a chick.

"Hey, who is it? Let go!"

brush!

The scene changed, and Zhao Gongming found himself standing inside the main hall of Biyou Palace.

On the cloud bed, the Tongtian Sect Leader was facing away from him.

Arms crossed over chest, head held high.

He exuded a strong smell of sourness and resentment.

"snort!"

The Master of the Heavens snorted heavily, not turning around, his voice filled with resentment.

"I'm very angry, and the consequences will be severe!"

Zhao Gongming looked completely bewildered and asked cautiously.

"Master, what's wrong? Who made you angry?"

Tongtian suddenly turned around and pointed at Zhao Gongming's nose.

"You, you unfilial disciple, you've just returned to Kunlun Mountain and you didn't even come to pay your respects to your master first."

"You actually intend to go directly to Jade Void Palace to find your second senior uncle?!"

"I see you harbor thoughts of betraying your sect. You want to join the Chan Sect and become one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, don't you?!"

Looking at his master's arrogant appearance.

Zhao Gongming was also quite helpless, and explained while holding his forehead.

"Master...you're overthinking it."

"This disciple's loyalty to the Jie Sect is unwavering, as Heaven and Earth can attest!"

"This disciple has returned with a momentous matter: I must recreate the Investiture of the Gods!"

"But I can't do this by myself, so I'd like to ask my second senior uncle to help me refine it."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian became even more excited and said with wide eyes.

"You're asking him for help? Who do you think you are?"

"I am also a saint, and I can forge weapons, so why don't you come to me?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Tongtian's confident appearance and did not refute him.

He simply took out the Investiture of the Gods and handed it over, saying with a sincere expression.

"Since Master says so, then this disciple is relieved."

"Come, Master, please!"

"This is a rare treasure of the Heavenly Dao, requiring extremely precise micro-management."

"There can be no room for error, and complex concepts and rules must be incorporated..."

"If Master can, please lend a hand!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader looked at the Investiture of the Gods handed to him and listened to Zhao Gongming's string of technical terms.

His expression froze; he was good at chopping people.

Asking him to do such delicate work... wouldn't that be killing him?

"Cough cough..."

The Tongtian Sect Leader blushed, his eyes darted around, and he coughed awkwardly twice.

"Um... my hands have been shaking a bit lately."

"Furthermore, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation requires maintenance..."

"Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise!"

After saying this, the Tongtian Sect Leader became enraged.

He raised his foot and kicked Zhao Gongming in the buttocks.

"Get out of here! Go find your second martial uncle, don't get in my way!"

Whoosh!

Zhao Gongming transformed into a shooting star, tracing a graceful parabola across the sky.

It landed precisely at the entrance of Jade Void Palace.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Gongming rubbed his bottom, got up from the ground, and straightened his clothes.

Looking at the solemn and majestic gate of the Jade Void Palace before him, he took a deep breath, bowed respectfully, and shouted.

"Zhao Gongming, a disciple of the Jie Sect, requests an audience with his Second Martial Uncle!"

Rumble!

The gates of Jade Void Palace slowly opened, and a majestic yet expectant voice rang out.

"Come in."

Zhao Gongming smiled slightly and stepped inside.

"A big deal has arrived!"