"Isn't that Manager Liu? How did he end up getting thrown out?"

"Ah, isn't that the young cultivator Gu Sheng? How did he become so powerful?"

Gu Sheng stepped into the street, gazing down at the terrified Manager Liu and his subordinates sprawled on the ground. He proclaimed loudly, "Fellow villagers, these bullies have been oppressing the people and committing countless vile deeds. Today, I, Gu Sheng, will eliminate this scourge for the people!"

Before his voice faded, he stomped forcefully on Manager Liu's chest. A sharp "crack" resounded as Liu's ribs instantly shattered. He then followed with a series of swift kicks to Liu's arms and legs, breaking all his limbs.

The gathered crowd burst into cheers. They, too, had long suffered under the oppression and exploitation of these bullies. Witnessing Gu Sheng take a stand filled them with both relief and exhilaration.

"Well done! Excellent!"

"Gu Sheng is truly our hero!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Gu Sheng turned and walked away. He understood that today's events were just the beginning—his goal was to use his strength to protect more people and uphold justice and peace in this world.

Beyond fighting against the Li family bullies, Gu Sheng's primary focus was his cultivation.

On this day, after an intense session of physical tempering, he sat down and began his closed-door meditation.

After half a day in seclusion, his Bitter Sea began to churn violently.

"Buzzing—" Within Gu Sheng's body, the life energy unique to the Sea Realm spun rapidly, like waves surging tumultuously in his Bitter Sea. These energies began to condense into primitive "divine patterns," glowing with mysterious light.

Sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, Gu Sheng immersed his mind completely in introspection. Observing these divine patterns, his heart welled with anticipation and excitement. He knew this marked a pivotal turning point on his path of cultivation—he was about to forge his first "artifact."

"Artifacts" were symbols of both strength and status for cultivators of the Sea Realm. They were not just lethal tools for external battles but also embodiments of a cultivator's inner will and Dao. Gu Sheng was acutely aware of this, so he approached his choice of artifact with extraordinary care.

He had considered common forms like throwing knives and daggers, but ultimately dismissed them one by one. He yearned for something unique, something that could represent his Dao Heart. And then, he thought of a "cauldron."

The "cauldron" held immense significance in ancient Chinese culture, symbolizing stability, gravity, and mystery. To Gu Sheng, it perfectly embodied the essence of his cultivation path. The three-legged circular cauldron's design further resonated with the principles of the universe and cosmic order.

"This is it!" Determination flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes—he decided to refine his "divine patterns" into a three-legged circular cauldron.

In his mental sea, Gu Sheng began to simulate the refining process. He envisioned the divine patterns in his hands slowly transforming and merging, ultimately taking the form of a golden three-legged circular cauldron. Though the process was arduous, Gu Sheng found joy in it, marveling at the profound connection he felt with the cauldron.

Time passed minute by minute. Beads of sweat formed on Gu Sheng's forehead, but his gaze grew increasingly resolute. Finally, through relentless effort, the three-legged circular cauldron in his mental sea became increasingly distinct.

"Buzz—" A faint hum echoed as the golden three-legged cauldron fully took shape in Gu Sheng's mental sea. It glowed softly, as if bearing all of Gu Sheng's hopes and aspirations.

Gu Sheng carefully examined the cauldron. Its three legs were stable, its body smooth, and it radiated an aura of Dao. Unable to resist, he reached out to touch it. Though it was merely a simulated creation in his mental sea, he could distinctly feel the cauldron's coolness and solidity.

"It's perfect!" Gu Sheng couldn't help but exclaim. He added handles to the cauldron, making it appear even more majestic and dignified. This cauldron seemed to reflect Gu Sheng's inner self: steadfast, composed, yet brimming with mystery.

Gu Sheng grew deeply fond of the three-legged cauldron, eagerly anticipating the day he could refine a tangible version of it in his Bitter Sea. He knew this would mark a major milestone on his cultivation journey.

"Hahaha!" Gu Sheng burst into laughter, his voice filled with confidence and expectation. "With this cauldron, my path of cultivation shall be smoother and more unstoppable!"

At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed near Gu Sheng's ear: "Congratulations, Gu Sheng! You've finally found your true path."

Turning his head, Gu Sheng saw his Daoist Scripture Master approaching. The Daoist Scripture Master, a personified mentor birthed from the Daoist Scripture, was someone Gu Sheng respectfully addressed as Master. Hastily, Gu Sheng stood and bowed. "Thank you for your guidance, Master!"

"This is the result of your own effort and insight, not something given by me," the Scripture Master said with a gentle smile. "What lies ahead is for you to bring this cauldron out from your mental sea and make it your true ally."

"Understood! I will give it my all!" Gu Sheng responded with determination. He knew this was just the beginning, that a long road still lay ahead. Yet with the companionship of the three-legged cauldron, he believed he could reach greater heights and distances!

In the days that followed, Gu Sheng embarked on the arduous journey of forging. He continuously infused his life energy into the three-legged cauldron, feeling every inch of its texture and structure with his heart. Over time, his connection with the cauldron grew deeper, as if he could hear its breathing and heartbeat.

On this day, Gu Sheng once again sat cross-legged, eyes shut, as he began refining his three-legged cauldron. His hands moved to form sealing gestures, and he muttered an incantation, as though communing with the heavens and the cosmos. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and with a forceful thrust of his hands—!

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