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

"Big brother!"

Accompanied by several clear and melodious calls.

Three streaks of light flew out from the depths of the cave.

They transformed into three stunningly beautiful female immortals, namely Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao.

Although Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals are not related by blood, they are sworn siblings.

But for millions of years, they have been listening to the teachings and cultivating themselves under the tutelage of the Tongtian Sect Master.

The bond between them has long surpassed that of blood relatives.

Yunxiao was dressed in a plain white cloud-patterned dress, exuding a gentle and dignified air.

Her beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Gongming, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face.

"Big brother, you...you've broken through?"

Upon hearing this, Qiongxiao and Bixiao also quickly released their divine senses to sense the situation.

Zhao Gongming's aura was perfectly harmonious, though the three flowers on his head had disappeared.

But the aura of a Golden Immortal that transcends the Five Elements and jumps out of the river of time cannot be faked.

"It truly is a paradise!"

Qiongxiao blinked her big eyes, her face full of admiration.

"Big brother, you're amazing! Didn't you say you were stuck at a bottleneck the other day?"

"How did you attain the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit so quickly?"

Bixiao excitedly circled around Zhao Gongming, making a lot of noise.

"That's wonderful! Big Brother has become a Golden Immortal!"

"Let's see if those arrogant fools from the Chan Sect still dare to look down on the outer disciples of our Jie Sect!"

Zhao Gongming looked at the sincere smiles of his three sworn sisters.

Feeling a warmth in my heart, I smiled and waved my hand.

"It was just a fluke, a lucky breakthrough."

"I came here today not only to see you all."

"The main reason is that my elder brother has crafted a new magic weapon."

"I think it's very suitable... um, very suitable for Bixiao, so I specially sent it over for you to see."

As he spoke, Zhao Gongming flipped his hand over.

The ancient-looking Holy Sword, capable of catching a blade barehanded, appeared in his hand.

"magic weapon?"

The three immortals stepped forward and examined them closely.

Yunxiao frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"Brother, this sword... though it possesses a spiritual aura..."

"But it seems to be just an acquired spiritual treasure?"

"Moreover, its aura is unremarkable; what's so extraordinary about it?"

Zhao Gongming smiled mysteriously.

"My dear sister, you are unaware of this."

"This treasure is called the Holy Sword that can catch a blade barehanded 100% of the time; it is a concept-level magic weapon."

"Conceptual level?" The three Xiaos looked at each other, clearly hearing this term for the first time.

Zhao Gongming cleared his throat and began his sales pitch.

"The so-called concept level means ignoring defense and evasion."

"Once you swing this sword, it doesn't matter what kind of armor your opponent is wearing."

"Whatever escape technique you use, as long as your cultivation level doesn't exceed yours by much."

"He must kneel before you instantly, clasping his hands together to catch your sword!"

"What?!"

The three immortals exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Forced to kneel and accept the sword?

This is an unprecedented and domineering supernatural power!

Bixiao's eyes instantly lit up like two stars, and her breathing quickened.

"Brother, are you saying that if I use this sword on that Cihang guy, he'll have to kneel down before me?"

Zhao Gongming affirmed.

"If he's at the Golden Immortal Realm, he'll have to kneel down without a doubt!"

Bixiao was so excited she almost jumped up and reached out to grab the sword.

"I want it! I want it!"

"Wait!" Zhao Gongming withdrew his hand, his expression turning somewhat strange.

"Big brother hasn't finished speaking yet."

"This magical artifact is very powerful, but it has a small side effect."

"What side effects?" Bixiao asked nonchalantly.

"Does it consume your life essence or your mana?"

"Neither."

Zhao Gongming coughed lightly and said in a serious tone.

"You must wield this sword with deep emotion."

"Shout out to the enemy with heartbreaking grief."

"You unfilial son! Your father's heart aches!"

"Otherwise, the magic weapon will not work."

Quiet.

A deathly silence fell over the area in front of the Three Immortals Cave.

Yunxiao's stunningly beautiful face instantly flushed red.

He waved his hands repeatedly and took two steps back.

"This...this is absolutely absurd!"

"To shout at someone in public... and to do that by referring to oneself as 'father'?"

"No, no, this is too embarrassing!"

Qiongxiao also covered her mouth and chuckled, shaking her head like a rattle drum.

"Brother, what kind of strange magic weapon did you forge?"

"I wouldn't dare use it; my fellow disciples would laugh me to death."

Only Bixiao.

After a moment of stunned silence, she showed no disgust; instead, the light in her eyes shone even brighter!

"Make Cihang kneel before me and accept the sword..."

"Then I even pointed my finger at him and called him a rebellious son..."

"Hahaha, this is so awesome!"

Bixiao snatched the longsword from Zhao Gongming's hand.

He stroked it lovingly, a mischievous smile spreading across his face.

"What's there to be afraid of in embarrassment?"

"As long as I can make those hypocrites from the Chan Sect kneel down and call me 'father,' I'll risk everything!"

"Brother, this sword is mine now, thank you!"

Seeing Bixiao's excited expression, Zhao Gongming thought to himself.

"As expected, only someone with Third Sister's personality can handle such a socially dangerous artifact."

Just as Bixiao received the magic weapon.

A pleasant notification sound rang in Zhao Gongming's mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully gifted a concept-level magic weapon!]

[Recipient: Bixiao]

[Critical hit reward triggered! Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Twelve Superior Innate Spiritual Treasures - Sea-Stabilizing Pearls!]

boom!

Zhao Gongming felt a jolt in his primordial spirit.

Twelve precious pearls radiating five-colored light appeared out of thin air in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It floats and spins within, radiating a terrifying power to suppress the four seas.

"They're actually the Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, and there are twelve of them!"

Zhao Gongming was deeply shaken, and an indescribable joy welled up within him.

You should know that he originally possessed twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls bestowed upon him by the Tongtian Sect Master.

Although it's top-notch, it always feels like it's missing a certain perfection.

Legend has it that the complete set of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearls consists of thirty-six pearls.

When combined, they constitute the pinnacle of all innate spiritual treasures.

It may even evolve into the heavens, comparable to a primordial treasure!

"The Daoist Ran Deng of later generations only managed to steal my twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls."

"Evolving into the Twenty-Four Devas, he became the ancient Buddha Dipankara in Buddhism, whose power shook the primordial world."

"Now that I have collected all thirty-six, if I can manifest the thirty-six heavens, the power will more than double!"

"It's taking off! This is really taking off!"

Zhao Gongming suppressed the smile on his lips, feeling extremely pleased.

He looked at his three younger sisters and adopted the stern demeanor of an elder brother.

"Alright, now that the magic weapon has been given away, it just so happens that Brother has a breakthrough today and has some insights to share."

"Why don't the four of us siblings sit down and discuss the Dao?"

"Brother, you can also give us some pointers on your cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao readily agreed.

The eldest brother's breakthrough to the Golden Immortal realm was a rare opportunity for them.

However, Bixiao could no longer suppress her restless heart.

She gripped her father's love tightly, as firm as a mountain sword.

His eyes darted around; how could he possibly sit still?

"Um... eldest brother, eldest sister, second sister, let's discuss the matter of Taoism another day!"

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't fed the spirit beasts outside the cave yet. I'll go out for a bit!"

Before she finished speaking, Bixiao transformed into a streak of azure light.

With a whoosh, it rushed out of the Three Immortals Cave, its speed so fast that even Zhao Gongming couldn't react.

"This girl..." Yunxiao shook his head helplessly.

"Always so energetic and energetic."

Zhao Gongming was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

How could he not know what Bixiao was up to?

This is clearly someone who has a new toy and can't wait to find an unlucky person to show it off to.

"Never mind, let her be."

"No one really dares to do anything to her here on Kunlun Mountain."

Zhao Gongming withdrew his gaze and sat down on the prayer mat.

He then devoted a portion of his mind to refining the twelve newly acquired Sea-Stabilizing Pearls.

He began explaining the Golden Immortal Path to Yunxiao and Qiongxiao.

……

Meanwhile, near Qilin Cliff in Kunlun Mountain.

Bixiao was riding the clouds and running around aimlessly, carrying a sword in her hand.

His big eyes darted around furtively, and he muttered something under his breath.

"Where are they? Aren't these Chan Sect guys usually quite fond of hanging around?"

"Why can't I see a single one today?"

She was worried about not finding someone to test her sword skills on.

Suddenly, a wisp of auspicious cloud drifted slowly in from ahead.

Standing atop the cloud was a Taoist priest with a fair complexion and an arrogant expression.

Holding a clear glass bottle, he frowned as he looked at the reckless Bixiao.

"Junior Sister Bixiao, this is the sacred realm of Qilin Cliff in Kunlun Mountain."

"What kind of behavior is this, barging in and crashing around so recklessly?"

"If we disturb Master's peaceful cultivation, can you bear the consequences?"

Hearing that familiar and annoying lecturing voice.

Bixiao suddenly looked up, but there was no anger in her eyes.

Instead, it shone with the gleam of a hungry wolf eyeing a fat sheep.

The newcomer was none other than Cihang Daoren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!