Tribe

After the two left, Donghua couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He turned to Yuan Xiong and said, "Daoist Friend, you can't stop Xiong Er's desire for revenge. It's better to let this hatred become a driving force for his cultivation. We just need to guide him properly and prevent him from being consumed by hatred."

Yuan Xiong nodded helplessly after hearing this. He knew his son's personality all too well. Although he had been suppressing him for years, his desire for revenge hadn't diminished one bit.

"I hope this child doesn't go astray."

Just then, someone walked in from outside and stopped when they saw an outsider present.

Yuan Xiong said, "It's fine, speak your mind."

"Patriarch, Ju Mang of the Demon God Race requests your presence."

Yuan Xiong frowned upon hearing this.

"I understand, I'll be there shortly."

Donghua heard this and said, "Daoist Friend Yuan Xiong, since you are busy, we shall take our leave."

Yuan Xiong waved his hand, "East King Gong, please don't be like this. It's probably the Demon Race Heavenly Court causing trouble again. It's nothing major, just a fight, we're used to it after all these years."

"It's rare for a Daoist Friend to visit. If you don't mind our tribe's decline, why not stay a few more days? When I return, I will host you properly."

Donghua thought for a moment. He wanted to learn more about the great tribes of the Primordial World, so he might as well stay.

"In that case, I'll be imposing on Daoist Friend Yuan Xiong. Please go about your business."

Donghua sat on the steps, with many Iron Eater Beasts below him.

"The Great Dao is formless, it gives birth to Heaven and Earth; the Great Dao is unfeeling, it governs the sun and moon; the Great Dao is nameless, it nourishes all things; I do not know its name, so I call it Dao. The Dao is: clear and turbid, moving and still; Heaven is clear and Earth is turbid, Heaven moves and Earth is still...

If one can maintain clarity and tranquility, Heaven and Earth will all return. The spirit of man loves clarity, but the mind disturbs it; the mind of man loves tranquility, but desires pull it. If one can constantly dismiss desires, the mind will naturally be tranquil, and the spirit will naturally be clear."

Donghua's sermon wasn't accompanied by golden lotuses springing from the ground, but it was still the thunderous sound of the Great Dao resonating in their ears, booming incessantly.

When the sermon ended, everyone rose and bowed, "We thank East King."

Donghua smiled and nodded, then got up to leave.

"Great God, Great God."

Xiong Er chased after him from behind.

"Slow down, slow down, don't rush. What is it?"

Xiong Er scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Great God, I have a favor to ask."

"Speak!"

Xiong Er extended his right hand and took out his Mysterious Iron Rod, saying, "Great God, my father said you are a Master Craftsman. I wish to ask you to reforge my weapon."

Donghua nodded. While he knew how to craft artifacts, he wouldn't call himself a master. If it were formations, he could indeed be called a master.

He took the Mysterious Iron Rod and weighed it in his hand, channeling his magic power through it. He immediately understood the weapon's construction.

He could only say that this weapon was crudely made, forged using the God Path method, and was the lowest grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

"Alright, no problem. Come back for it in a month!"

With that, Donghua left the area.

He had been staying in the Iron Eater Beast tribe for these past few days and had witnessed the backwardness of the tribes in this era.

From daily life, marriage customs, and ways of speaking, to all aspects of food, clothing, housing, and transportation, everything showed their backwardness.

There were distinct social classes, with cultivators at the top enjoying everything, while those at the bottom struggled to survive.

The current Primordial World was no longer an era where one was born an immortal; ordinary beings had begun to be born.

During this period, Donghua traveled throughout the tribe, teaching the lower strata the methods of cultivation, and creating many cultivation techniques and spells based on later-generation magic.

Most importantly, he taught them life skills and some customs.

He also gave sermons to the high-level cultivators who had attained immortality, because Donghua found that he gained new insights during the process of preaching.

Donghua walked through the Iron Eater Beast tribe, and many passersby greeted him along the way.

"Greetings, Great God Tai Wei."

"Great God, where are you off to?"

Donghua would smile and answer their questions.

Returning to a simple dwelling made of bamboo, Donghua found Shao Siming not cultivating, but cooking.

"What's gotten into you? Why are you cooking?"

Tai Hua didn't turn her head, focusing solely on the food in the pot. "You've been teaching them how to cook these past few days, and I've learned a little too. It'll be ready soon. You can try it later."

A short while later, Tai Hua served four dishes.

"Emperor Lord, quickly taste my cooking and tell me what you think!"

Donghua sat down and said, "From now on, when we're out, don't call me Emperor Lord. Since we're pretending to be siblings to outsiders, you should call me Brother."

After speaking, he picked up a dish with his chopsticks and took a bite.

After Donghua finished eating, Tai Hua eagerly asked, "How is it? How is it? How are the dishes I made?"

"Hmm, not bad, but it's just too extravagant. These are all Innate Spiritual Objects, not dishes. They'd be delicious even if you didn't cook them."

"Cooking requires ordinary ingredients; only then will the dishes have a unique flavor."

Tai Hua pouted and said, "I know. I've tried a few times before, but I couldn't do it well. It's far from what you, my brother, make."

Donghua smiled and said, "Just practice more. Don't get too caught up in these trivial matters; cultivation is the most important. You haven't been cultivating properly in the tribe these past few days. You should..."

Before Donghua could finish speaking, he noticed a powerful aura rising from Shao Siming Tai Hua, her cultivation at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

"When did you break through?"

Tai Hua said proudly, "Brother, you didn't expect this, did you? My cultivation has already broken through."

Donghua nodded. He truly hadn't expected this. He had previously sensed that Tai Hua was still far from breaking through, yet today she had.

"I didn't expect it either. These past few days, as Brother has been imparting knowledge and preaching to the tribe, I've found that it all aligns perfectly with my Dao. I had a sudden realization the day before yesterday and broke through directly."

Donghua listened and considered the details.

These past few days, he had taught the Iron Eater Beast tribe a lot of knowledge, which could be summarized as the welfare of the people.

And Shao Siming Tai Hua, before cultivating immortality, was already the God in charge of destiny and fortune.

"It seems you've found your Dao. That's excellent. It's easy for cultivators to comprehend Laws, but it's very difficult to comprehend one's own Dao. This is also the key to breaking through to Primordial Golden Immortal and becoming a Quasi-Saint. Excellent, truly excellent."

Before the Heavenly Dao, because the Great Dao existed, comprehending Laws was easy, so everyone cultivated the God Path. The God Path was the mainstream in the Primordial World.

Now that the Heavenly Dao has appeared, comprehending Laws has become much more difficult than before, but it is still easy for Innate Deities and those with exceptional talent.

However, for cultivators to comprehend their own Dao, it has always been difficult, regardless of the time. This Dao is not about any Law or cultivation level, but about principles.

"Okay, Brother."

After the two finished their meal, Donghua went to an open space and took out the Mysterious Iron Rod that Xiong Er had given him earlier.

He then took out some rare divine materials and, after thinking for a while, took out some more materials.

Next, he directly summoned the Hunyuan Cauldron, a Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure containing Hunyuan Qi, making it an excellent furnace for artifact refining.

Pure Yang Divine Fire blazed beneath the Hunyuan Cauldron as he placed the Mysterious Iron Rod inside to begin refining.

He then successively added some materials.

Inside the cauldron, it was clearly visible that the Mysterious Iron Rod was continuously shrinking, with some parts melting directly and being filled by the liquid of the newly melted materials.

This process of fusing and refining all the materials together was the first step in artifact refining.

Once the refining was complete, the Mysterious Iron Rod in the cauldron was in its most primitive state.

At this point, Donghua began to carve the Great Dao Inscriptions.

First, he refined the Law of Heaviness into an inscription and carved it inside the Mysterious Iron Rod. Then, under the refining of the Hunyuan Qi and Pure Yang Divine Fire, it became one with the rod.

Next came the Law of Breaking, the Law of Space, the Law of Five Elements, and so on. One by one, Laws were refined by Donghua and engraved inside the Mysterious Iron Rod.

Finally, when the Mysterious Iron Rod itself could no longer bear the strain, Donghua stopped.

After some thought, he also carved into it a divine ability he had recently comprehended, Size As One Wishes.

Once the carving was complete, Donghua channeled his magical power again. The Hunyuan Qi within the cauldron directly transformed into a hammer shadow, continuously striking the Mysterious Iron Rod.

Under the refining of the Pure Yang Divine Fire and the hammering of the Hunyuan Qi, the various Great Dao Inscriptions began to fuse, eventually merging slowly with the Mysterious Iron Rod.

Seeing this, Donghua knew that this artifact refining attempt was successful.

When the Pure Yang Divine Fire ceased, the Mysterious Iron Rod burst out of the cauldron, flying through the air, vibrating and striking everywhere, releasing its energy.

Donghua reached out, and the Mysterious Iron Rod automatically returned to his hand. He felt the power within the rod.

"High-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure."