In the past, the Second Winged Constellation Dynasty collapsed, and the Warring States period began. An immortal demon god descended upon the world, regarding humans as pigs and dogs, and all things as forbidden to be violated, taking and using them to his heart's content. As a result, the sun and moon were darkened, darkness was ever-present, people no longer appeared in their houses, and even the smallest shrimp could not be seen in the rivers. The whole world was as if it were being burned by a calamity, like a burning house, with only ashes remaining.

In the darkness of the mortal realm, the Daoist Master, through the Mysterious Female, imparted martial arts to humanity, hunting down immortal demons and gods across the eight wastelands and four seas. Thus, the world was restored from darkness to light. Later, the constellations Bi and Shen descended upon the world, and the Heart Constellation graced it, leading to a flourishing of martial arts for over four hundred years. A glorious era indeed! We pay homage to the Mysterious Female! ...

A book of mythology, a book of history, yet they are intertwined, each containing elements of the other—this world is truly fascinating.

Sitting in that still dilapidated thatched hut, Dao Chengyi finally had some free time and finished reading the Xuanpin Transmission he had bought earlier.

It clarifies the origin of martial arts, stating that the Mysterious Female Daoist and the Great Compassionate Dragon Tree received enlightenment from the Heavenly Immortal Medicine King, and later compiled classics to spread the Dao at the Mysterious Female Gate.

However, Dao Chengyi, who has many years of experience writing novels, keenly felt that this part must have been cut, especially since the era of the Demon God and the era of the Dao Venerable are very close.

If that compassionate Medicine King is truly kind-hearted, surely he wouldn't have simply enlightened just one tree or one person?

That's what I thought, but unfortunately there aren't many other ways to get information, which is quite a pity.

Thinking of this, Dao Chengyi also put the book aside, then got up and started practicing martial arts with the dog covered in sweat.

A week and four days have passed since Dao Chengyi met Steward Mu Hong of Qingmang City. Last week, Dao Chengyi gave the transcribed copy of the Qiongming Goddess Record back to the steward, and is still waiting for his reply today.

That same day, after briefly reading the Record of the Goddess Qiongming, Manager Mou Hong immediately gave three taels of silver as a deposit, saying he would come back next week.

The reason he practiced martial arts in this way was because his Gu refining had reached a bottleneck. Dao Chengyi didn't know what kind of Gu he should refine, nor how to iterate and strengthen the Gu in his hand. With the three taels of silver he had, he went to town to buy a few basic martial arts manuals and also asked the great hunter Niu Shou to teach him a few lessons.

These days, he spends his days digging, cutting down trees, mining, catching insects, and stealing things to repeatedly refine Gu. The resulting waste Gu are all sorts of things, numbering in the hundreds, but not many are actually usable. He mainly uses Bloodline Gu, Grass Sword Gu, Human Force Gu, Sound-Hearing Gu, Crisis Gu, Queen Bee Gu, Human Skin Gu, Five Poisons Gu, Tracking Gu, Puppet Gu, and Transformation Gu. The others are still under observation.

The Blood Bee Gu is an upgraded version of the Bee Control Gu. Its main body is a blood-red queen bee, which is made by combining the Bee Control Gu with wasps, bees, rove beetles, and a large amount of blood. It can devour various bees to produce soldier bees. The soldier bees have strong acidic venom. One soldier bee can cause a normal person's skin to ulcerate down to the bone, and ten soldier bees can cause a person to die from blood disease.

In addition, it can also produce blood honey using a large amount of blood, but this is not currently possible. Therefore, Dao Chengyi can only put the Blood Bee Gu in the mountains.

As for the Puppet Gu and the Transformation Gu... Dao Cheng, who was in the middle of a boxing stance, stopped his lively body when he saw several grasshoppers chirping happily in the grass.

Gou'er also stopped. Perhaps it was because he was completely focused, but Gou'er's talent for martial arts was higher than Dao Chengyi's. His already strong body was now even more like iron, which amazed Niu Shou, who came to teach him.

The dog was asking what had happened when Dao Chengyi put his clothes back on and smiled.

"The benefactor who will make us rich enough to eat meat every day has arrived."

In response to Dao Chengyi's words, a large carriage stopped in front of Dao Chengyi's dilapidated hut. The sturdy black horse exhaled thick columns of air from its nostrils, symbolizing extraordinary internal energy. Behind it were two martial artists, also riding horses, who were of considerable skill.

But instead of riding in a carriage, Steward Mu Hong was sitting in the front driving the car. Dao Cheng was a little surprised. How could a erotic novel with elements of broken engagement, useless person, and rebirth of a heavenly being attract so much attention?

"We've arrived, Third Young Master."

Mu Hong gave Dao Chengyi a look, and then cautiously reported through the carriage. Then, an impatient young nobleman pushed open the carriage door and stepped out.

Adorned in fine clothes and jade pendants, adorned with a sachet and a tasseled sword, with fair skin and a handsome face, a young master exuding an air of nobility immediately caught the eye. The searching gaze finally settled on Dao Chengyi.

"But what about the ready-to-wear gentleman?"

"I am but a humble commoner, yet I am fortunate to meet the Third Young Master of the Mu family."

Dao Cheng bowed deeply, but Gou'er behind him knelt down. Well, mainly because Mu Hong had said that this Third Young Master did not value scholars who demeaned themselves, so Dao Cheng didn't need to kneel.

"Indeed, a humble abode cannot conceal virtue, and coarse cloth cannot extinguish a scholar's heart. Even such an environment can produce a scholar like Mr. Tailor. Sir, in person, I am... Mu Qingyuan, the third young master of the Mu family."

I've come here today to invite you into the city to discuss your book publication. I wonder if you have the time?

He wasn't ashamed of these words. After all, he had waited so long, and finally had the opportunity to go to a larger scene and obtain what he wanted in a more reasonable way. Naturally, Dao Chengyi did not refuse.

After telling the dog that he would treat him to a good meal when he got back, he boarded the bus with his newly written book. Fortunately, he didn't smell, otherwise he probably wouldn't have dared to get on the bus.

The carriage came quickly and left quickly, turning around and departing again. The dog waved its paws high behind the carriage, as if saying goodbye to its friend.

Far away from Daocheng's family, the village's master hunter Niu Shou and several villagers who knew Daocheng had different expressions when they saw this scene.

They carried various things, including chickens, ducks, meat, eggs, and clothes, but at this moment they were all stunned and didn't know what to do.

“I told you to go sooner, but now there’s no chance.”

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