As the sun and moon revolve and the stars shift, the dazzling sun has risen in the blink of an eye, piercing the darkness with golden sunlight, and life awakens in an instant.
However, in a desolate place on the border of Tianxuan Sacred State, there stands an exquisite palace.
A monk and a Taoist priest stood in front of the palace gate. The monk was handsome and his robe was half-naked, revealing his strong arms.
He had a lifelike, ferocious dragon tattooed on his shoulder, which looked as if it had come to life and was extremely eerie.
The Taoist priest had a square face and looked somewhat dignified, but his eyes seemed to be darting around furtively.
Both of them exuded a terrifyingly powerful aura, so much so that even cultivators passing by dared not linger for a moment, let alone wonder why a palace would appear in this desolate wilderness.
At that moment, the palace gates slowly opened, and a handsome young man stepped out. His hair was as black as ink, and his eyes were unusually silver-white. He was radiant, yet he exuded an air of utter indifference.
However, at this moment, a smile played on his lips, and his brows were full of a sense of refreshment, as if he had just woken up after releasing the troubles of the night.
Upon seeing Stephen Chow appear, Yuan Tian quickly feigned surprise and began to flatter him:
"Young Master is truly a divine being! Your valiant fighting for so long is something I admire immensely. You are simply a war god among men!"
Zhou Xingdou stretched lazily, then glanced at Yuan Tian indifferently. Yuan Tian's flattery was terrible, but he still insisted on doing it, which was a headache.
However, given his performance yesterday, Zhou Xingdou didn't say anything. With a flick of his finger, a whisk appeared in front of Yuan Tian.
This whisk looks ordinary, no different from any other ordinary Taoist temple, but it exudes a terrifying holy aura, and the entire whisk exudes an extremely rich Taoist charm.
Yuan Tian stared wide-eyed at the whisk before him, exclaiming in astonishment:
"This! A holy weapon-grade whisk?"
It's not that Yuan Tian is short-sighted; a sacred weapon, like a sacred realm, represents a huge dividing line and is extremely difficult to refine.
Saint-grade weapon refiners who can forge sacred weapons are extremely rare, and even then, success is not guaranteed; there is a high failure rate.
Moreover, even the most ordinary holy weapon requires a massive amount of divine iron, spiritual materials, and resources.
In addition, the difficulty of forging sacred weapons and the considerable failure rate mean that many saints, even those at the highest saint level, may still be using divine-grade weapons.
Take You Ji for example. She is at the peak of the Saint realm and is about to break through to become a Supreme Saint. Even the elders of the Xuan Tian Dao Sect, a supreme power, have only obtained one Saint weapon so far.
Moreover, Zhou Xingdou took out the sacred weapon, the whisk. Such an uncommon sacred weapon is extremely rare, and very few weapon refiners can forge such an object.
Yuan Tian's sect, Shenwu Sect, practices both Daoist and martial arts, which is why he has such excellent hand seal techniques. For him, the whisk-wielding sacred weapon is far superior to other weapons.
Yuan Tian stared wide-eyed at the whisk, extremely excited, and said:
"This is too valuable. I haven't made any great contributions, so how could I dare to accept it?"
Although he said that, his hands were already wrapped tightly around the sacred weapon, as if afraid that someone would snatch it away.
Seeing this, Zhou Xingdou's lips twitched slightly. He was speechless at Yuan Tian's behavior. Meeting Yuan Tian really made him feel embarrassed.
Yuan Tian also bowed and thanked him at the opportune moment:
"I dare not refuse the young master's gift; I have no way to repay your great kindness."
From now on, your subordinates will go through fire and water for you, young master, without hesitation. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west; if you tell me to chase a dog, I will never steal a chicken.
My admiration for the young master is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks.
Listening to the young master's words is better than studying for ten years; among all the great figures of the past and present, the young master is the most outstanding!
It is truly an honor for me to serve you, young master. When I return home, I will burn incense and offer sacrifices to my ancestors to express my gratitude for their good deeds..."
Yuan Tian's mouth was like a machine gun, spewing countless flattering words, which amazed Fahai, who secretly memorized these words for future use.
Zhou Xingdou glanced at Yuan Tian indifferently. Although flattery doesn't seem to bother you, it's still somewhat interesting when someone says it to you with extreme sincerity.
However, for him, talking about these things too much was a bit noisy, so he said in a slightly cold voice:
"You can shut up now."
Yuan Tianru's machine-gun-like speech suddenly stopped, leaving only a look of sincere admiration as he stared intently at Zhou Xingdou.
Zhou Xingdou glared at Yuan Tian and then ignored him. He then looked at Fahai, but was somewhat troubled. Fahai had nine magical treasures and was not lacking in weapons.
As for cultivation methods, Fahai's Mahayana Buddhism is definitely the most suitable for him, and Zhou Xingdou could not possibly produce a Buddhist cultivation method that is more powerful than Mahayana Buddhism.
Even if I don't give Fahai anything, Fahai won't have any objections or be dissatisfied.
But clear rewards and punishments are the key. Zhou Xingdou did not want to fail to reward those who had made contributions simply because they were absolutely loyal to him.
In the end, Zhou Xingdou had no choice but to take out a sacred herb. Although it was not as precious as a sacred weapon, it could at least enhance Fahai's cultivation, which was better than nothing.
Zhou Xingdou handed the sacred herb to Fahai and slowly said:
"This is the Dragon Transformation Sacred Lotus, a sacred medicine that can enhance cultivation."
Fahai looked at the golden lotus in front of him and noticed that there was a faint dragon's might surging on it. The dragon tattoo on his shoulder was stirred by the dragon's might and began to move slowly at this moment.
Fahai's face immediately lit up with joy. He accepted the Dragon Transformation Lotus and respectfully bowed to Zhou Xingdou, saying:
"Thank you for the medicine, Master. With this medicine, my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon will reach a new level."
"As long as it works."
Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow. This was an unexpected surprise. He had just casually taken out the Dragon Transformation Lotus without thinking much about it, but he never expected it to be of such benefit to Fahai.
It was You Ji who, trembling slightly, stepped out of the palace.
She has now changed her clothes and is no longer wearing that sheer purple dress.
It wasn't because the purple dress was damaged; she had dozens of similar garments in her storage ring. It was just that Zhou Xingdou's possessiveness was at play.
Stephen Chow doesn't like his woman to flirt or reveal too much skin in front of others.
He then warned Youji to dress more conservatively.
At this moment, You Ji was dressed in a snow-white palace dress, completely covered from head to toe, with no skin visible except for her face and hands.
Even so, You Ji, with her innate allure, remained beautiful and captivating.
Her alluring face, combined with her graceful figure, added an indescribable charm to her pure white dress.
However, his walking posture was a bit awkward, and I don't know if it was because of the injury he sustained last night.
"Owner."
When Youji saw Zhou Xingdou, her eyes showed both fear and an inexplicable attachment.
After calling out "Master" in a trembling voice, it stood blankly in front of the door.
Zhou Xingdou nodded in satisfaction upon seeing You Ji's attire:
"Very good. Remember, behave yourself from now on!"
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