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

As the name of the prodigy Fuxi spread throughout the human race, countless cultivators flocked to the Fengyan tribe every day.

They didn't come to fight; they came to seek medical treatment.

They were stuck in a bottleneck in their cultivation, or had gone astray in their practice, and all wanted this prodigy with X-ray vision to take a look.

In the center of the tribe, Fuxi wore black-rimmed glasses and a red bow tie around his neck.

He looked at the human Golden Immortal in front of him with a serious expression.

"Sir, your problem is quite serious."

Fuxi sighed, then skillfully struck that embarrassing pose.

With one hand in his pocket and finger pointing to the sky, the background music, the theme song of Detective Conan, suddenly started playing.

He shouted loudly into the voice changer in his childish, boyish voice.

"That cunning frog keeps touching your belly!"

Immediately afterwards, Fuxi tilted his head and acted cute, blinking his big eyes.

"Huh? That's weird."

"Uncle, why are you secretly drinking cold water while practicing fire-based techniques? It's a clash of yin and yang!"

The old immortal blushed, feeling so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground.

But following Fuxi's instructions, once he circulated his spiritual energy, the bottleneck actually loosened!

"Amazing! He's a child prodigy!"

Although the scene was awkward, the effect was outstanding.

Fuxi's prestige continued to rise with each of his pronouncements, and he became the new spiritual leader of the human race.

Zhao Gongming and Xuandu sat like two door gods on either side of Fuxi, responsible for both maintaining order and watching the show.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder roared incessantly, as if even the very heavens were enraged.

"Um?"

Zhao Gongming and Xuandu frowned and suddenly looked up.

In the distance, two figures were slowly moving toward them in a strange and abstract posture.

Leading the way was the Styx Ancestor, clad in a blood-red robe, his body blackened by lightning strikes.

He had to exert all his strength to take each step, because...

He was clinging tightly to a burly man on his right leg!

That's the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang!

Dijiang is like a giant pendant, using both hands and feet.

It held onto Styx's thigh tightly, and no matter how Styx tried to shake it off, it couldn't.

Zhao Gongming narrowed his eyes slightly and gasped.

"oops……"

"It seems to be Uncle-Master Styx and Uncle-Master Dijiang?"

"Is this... some kind of performance art, human pendant?"

At this moment, the human race below instantly erupted in excitement.

"Look, look! Who's that?"

"Heavens! That figure, radiating bloodlust, is none other than the Styx Ancestor, who reigns over the Netherworld Blood Sea and controls the Asura Path among the Six Paths!"

"A top-tier Quasi-Saint at the peak, a renowned powerhouse throughout the entire primordial world!"

"I never imagined I'd actually see this legendary figure in person!"

Then, someone pointed at Dijiang, who was clinging to a leg, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Holy crap, that's Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

"Mastering the laws of space, speed is unparalleled in the primordial world!"

"When it comes to spatial mastery, no one can rival him!"

"but……"

The human cultivators looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

"Why are the poses of these two top-tier experts...so abstract?"

"Is this some new cultivation method, carrying heavy loads?"

Zhao Gongming couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he got up, went to greet him, and asked.

"My two senior uncles, what... are you doing?"

When the Styx Ancestor saw Zhao Gongming, it was as if he had seen a relative, and he almost shed tears.

His body was charred black, his hair stood on end, and he pointed angrily at Dijiang at his feet, accusing him.

"Junior Nephew Zhao, I came here specifically for you. You be the judge!"

"That bastard, when he heard I was going to the Underworld to take charge of the Asura Path, he insisted that the Underworld was opened by his sister Houtu, which means it's his family's property!"

"He said I couldn't just go in and sit there for nothing, and he insisted on asking me for the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords as an entrance fee!"

"What kind of temper do I have? I, the ancestor, have roamed the primordial world for countless years. I can tolerate this kind of treatment. How could I possibly give it to him?"

"Then this scoundrel pulled out that broken stretcher, lay down on the ground and tried to extort money from me. He carried me every step I took!"

"My journey here... has been a series of lightning strikes, I was literally struck by lightning every step of the way, I was literally struck from the underworld to get here!"

Hearing Styx's tearful accusations and seeing his disheveled appearance, Zhao Gongming was shocked.

"Damn it...two stubborn bastards!"

"One refused to give in no matter what, and the other refused to let go no matter what; they actually braved the lightning strikes to walk this far—they're ruthless!"

At this moment, Dijiang, who was clinging to the thigh, raised his head and said with a roguish look on his face.

"Styx, don't be so stingy!"

"Since we've been through thick and thin together, I'll give you a discount!"

"I don't want Yuan Tu Abi anymore, but I'll give you your Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus!"

"I'm not picky, really!"

Styx was enraged and kicked Dijiang in the face.

"Get out!"

"The Red Lotus is my treasure for attaining enlightenment; you're dreaming!"

Boom!

Although Styx's actions did not cause any harm, Heaven judged him to have bullied a seriously injured person, and another bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning descended, striking him hard on the forehead.

"what!"

The Styx let out a miserable cry, and then turned even darker, leaving the humans below completely dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why is the battle between powerful beings so abstract? Instead of using magic, they're fighting with lightning strikes?"

Styx trembled all over from the blows, knowing that this couldn't go on.

He suddenly pulled out a piece of blood-sea membrane from his bosom, which exuded a strong bloody smell and the power of cause and effect.

He tossed it directly to Zhao Gongming, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"Junior Nephew Zhao, please, you must help me forge a magical artifact!"

"I need that kind of magic weapon that can gag him, make him choke, and drive him to the brink of collapse!"

"Today, I, your ancestor, am determined to fight this scoundrel Dijiang to the bitter end!"

[Ding! High-grade refining material detected: Netherworld Blood Sea Membrane]

[Matching Scheme: Capable of crafting magical artifacts based on concepts such as Words of Power, Curses, and Abstract Rules.]

Zhao Gongming took the materials and immediately smiled.

"Alright, I admire my martial uncle's indomitable spirit!"

"We'll arrange it for you right away!"

Zhao Gongming immediately summoned the Nine Dragon Cauldron and began refining the treasure.

A moment later, a thick book that looked tattered and had messy symbols written on its cover appeared in Zhao Gongming's hands.

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

[Magic Item Name: Book of Tieba]

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attributes: Urgent Classic, Filial Piety, Joy, and Win - Six-Character Mantra]

[Effect: Saying these six words to an enemy will force them to perform the corresponding abstract action!]

In a panic, the enemy will become extremely anxious, scratching their head, jumping up and down, and shouting, "Oh, I'm so anxious! I'm in a hurry!"

In a classic scenario, the enemy will force you to project a stereotypical image in the eyes of others.

Boom, the enemy will do something unusual that will make you lose your composure.

If I am filial, the enemy will kneel down and shout, "Everyone look at me! Look at me! I have something to announce: I am an orphan!"

If the enemy laughs uncontrollably, they will laugh until they are breathless.

If we win, the enemy will uncontrollably raise their hands and jump, while loudly singing, "You came from Dandong to return my city of snow-white flowers! I want to eat Cantonese food!"

[Side effect: Taking on the role of the scapegoat]

[Restriction: For every word a user utters, they must immediately follow up with a loud confession that they did the wrong thing.]

[I am Xiao Chuan. I was the one who tipped off the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou that he had survived!]

[I am Sun Xiaochuan. I attracted that lightning bolt just now!]

At the same time, the system's reward arrived.

[Ding! Supreme critical hit reward triggered!]

[Congratulations, host, you have acquired the supernatural power: Your words become law!]

Zhao Gongming felt the power of the laws surging in his throat and was overjoyed.

"Words become law; this is a divine power at the level of a saint!"

He suppressed a laugh and handed the book about the online forum to Minghe.

He then used his divine sense to explain in detail the function of the magic weapon and its outrageous side effects.

Upon hearing this, Styx was first taken aback, then looked at Dijiang, who was still groaning at his feet.

His lips gradually curled up, and his eyes became sinister, filled with a perverse excitement.

"I'll take the blame! As long as it kills Dijiang, I'll take the blame, or even admit I'm Luo Hou's illegitimate son!"

Styx gripped the book tightly, staring intently at Dijiang, and let out a chilling laugh.

"Hehehe..."

"Dijiang..."

"I'm suddenly...so excited!"