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

Chapter 135 I'll fucking stab you! Di Jun: I treat you like a son, and you treat me like a gran



Chapter 135 I'll fucking stab you! Di Jun: I treat you like a son, and you treat me like a gran

Di Jun watched as Lu Ya and the unruly white-haired monkey became sworn brothers.

The frustration caused by the whining and the red light for left turns was instantly swept away.

He nodded slightly, his eyes filled with his father's satisfaction and pride.

"Excellent, truly excellent!"

"To be able to humble oneself and associate with such people is truly remarkable."

"The four powerful and mischievous monkeys became sworn brothers."

"This is the kind of magnanimity and spirit that the future second-generation Demon Emperor should possess!"

"My son, Lu Ya, possesses the qualities of a great emperor!"

To support his son and to completely win over the heart of this great demon.

Without hesitation, Di Jun generously pulled out a stick from his sleeve that exuded the aura of ancient water.

The incredibly heavy, cold iron mother of the sea.

"Wuzhiqi, is that right?"

Di Jun had a kind and approachable expression.

He handed over the Cold Iron Mother.

"Since you have become sworn brothers with Lu Ya..."

"Those are my own people from the Demon Court!"

"Take this rare and precious item. I will now ask my junior brother Zhao to make a move."

"I will definitely forge you a suitable weapon!"

Although Wuzhiqi came from a self-taught background.

But I had long heard of the terrifying reputation of the Primordial Abstract Magic Treasure.

They knew that it was a heaven-defying divine object that could make even a quasi-saint kneel down and sing of conquest.

Seeing the Demon Emperor's generosity, he was overjoyed.

He immediately knelt down on one knee and thanked them loudly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, for bestowing this treasure!"

"I, Wuzhiqi, will never forget this!"

Looking at this harmonious and joyful scene of the ruler and his ministers working together.

Zhao Gongming, standing to the side, raised his eyebrows slightly.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

He moved closer to Di Jun, nudged the demon emperor with his elbow, and muttered a complaint in a low voice.

"Uncle-Master, you're really something!"

"I'm standing right here. Just give me the materials. It's not like I'm not going to make it for you."

"You insist on doing this damn thing here, just passing the buck from one hand to the other."

"Are you trying to force Wuzhiqi to owe you a huge favor?"

His imperial schemes were exposed to his face.

Di Jun blushed and coughed awkwardly twice.

"Cough cough... I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

"My professional instincts kicked in when it came to winning people over."

"Don't be offended, nephew. I just see through it but don't say it out loud."

The demon saint Bai Ze stood to the side, waving his feather fan.

He shook his head helplessly.

His Majesty's tactics are completely transparent to Zhao Gongming, the sixth son.

……

Having obtained the materials, Zhao Gongming didn't mince words.

They found a side hall in the Demon Court and started refining weapons.

Forty-nine days later.

boom!

A dazzling white light shot out from the Nine Dragons Cauldron.

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

[Magic Item Name: Sky-Supporting White Jade Pillar]

[Rank: Acquired Spiritual Treasure (Conceptual Level)]

[Conceptual Attributes: Infinite Extension, Precise Anal Explosion]

[Effect: A white jade stick that looks crystal clear!]

[Once the enemy is locked on, the stick can extend indefinitely regardless of spatial distance and has an automatic pathfinding function, allowing it to precisely pierce the enemy's... indescribable rear area!]

[Deals massive true damage and armor penetration, hitting the stomach in one step!]

[Side effect: Frenzied output - a triple combo!]

[Restriction: When using this technique, the user must have a ferocious expression, exert tremendous force in their waist, and shout extremely vulgar lines at the top of their lungs!]

"I'll stab you!"

"I'll stab you!!"

"I'm fucking stabbing, stabbing, stabbing, stabbing!!!"

Zhao Gongming looked at the white jade pillar and gasped.

"Hiss... This thing is practically a Pro Max extended version of the Dongwanggong's Thousand-Year Killing Finger Gloves!"

He walked out of the side hall and handed the magic weapon to Wuzhiqi.

The effects and side effects were truthfully disclosed.

Upon hearing this, Wuzhiqi's golden monkey eyes instantly shone like searchlights.

"With its infinite extension and precise strikes, it can still inflict massive damage?"

"This is practically a one-hit kill weapon!"

"This is just my old man's cup of tea!"

As for those crude side effects?

Wuzhiqi was originally a mischievous monkey.

They don't care about being uncivilized at all.

On the contrary, I find this line powerful and stress-relieving!

Just as Wuzhiqi was fondling the white jade pillar...

Suddenly, Crown Prince Lu Ya jumped out excitedly.

She grabbed Di Jun's arm and said with a look of anticipation.

"Father, my brother just received a new magical weapon, and he hasn't even tested its power yet!"

"Why don't you suppress your cultivation level and become a live target for him?"

"Let him poke it a couple of times to test its power, shall we?"

Di Jun's smile froze instantly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He stared at his grown son in disbelief.

"What...what did you say?"

"Let me suppress my cultivation level... and let him poke me a couple of times?!"

Di Jun was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed at Lu Ya's nose, cursing loudly.

"The traitor!!!"

"I treat you like my own son!"

"You fucking think I'm your own grandson, huh?!"

"You want me to try out this barbed weapon?!"

"Just admit you want to usurp the throne!!"

Zhao Gongming watched from the sidelines, thoroughly amused.

I couldn't help but give a thumbs up and exclaim in admiration.

"What a touching scene of a loving father and filial son!"

"Junior Brother Lu Ya, you are truly a filial son!"

The demon saint Bai Ze was waving a feather fan.

He suppressed a laugh and flattered her with a straight face.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. His Highness the Crown Prince is simply seeking the truth and being pragmatic."

"The Demon Court has the courage to sacrifice even one's own family for the greater good, like Crown Prince Lu Ya."

"It will definitely grow even larger in the future!"

Di Jun glared fiercely at Bai Ze.

He instinctively covered his buttocks with both hands.

His mind instantly recalled the time he spent at Shouyang Mountain.

The fear of being dominated by the Eastern King Duke's move, Mud Dragon Entering the Sea.

That kind of pain that strikes straight to the soul.

He never wants to experience that again in his life!

"Absolutely not!"

Di Jun sternly refused, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

"This magical artifact is too powerful; it could easily damage relationships!"

"Wuzhiqi, put it away for now."

"We can use it when we encounter a real enemy!"

"Never gesture at your own people!"

……

Just as things were getting chaotic here...

On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi finally released his pent-up anger.

All the psychological trauma caused by being disgusted by the whining has been released.

"Huff... huff..."

Taiyi, carrying Liu Haizhu's blood-stained cleaver, was panting heavily.

At his feet lay the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, lying in a pool of blood.

His back was covered with deep knife wounds that exposed the bone.

He looked like a lump of mud.

"No...don't cut anymore..."

"Brother Taiyi... I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

Dijiang let out a weak wail.

It looks like the worst possible situation.

Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly and put away his cleaver.

He straightened his disheveled robes.

He didn't even glance at Dijiang.

"Hmph, you're lucky you survived!"

"Dare to meddle in my affairs again."

"I will chop you into mincemeat!"

After saying that, Taiyi turned around and walked gracefully toward the Demon Emperor's Palace.

"I'm tired, I'm going back to sleep."

The figure of Donghuang Taiyi completely disappeared inside the South Heavenly Gate.

Dijiang, who was lying in a pool of blood on the verge of death.

Suddenly, his blood-stained finger twitched.

Immediately afterwards, to the astonishment of Xing Tian and Jiu Feng...

Dijiang actually pushed himself up with both hands and smoothly got up!

He twisted his neck, making a series of cracking sounds as his bones popped.

Then he stretched and loosened up his muscles.

"Oh my, this scruffy bird is pretty ruthless."


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