From Ordinary Axe to Godly Artifact – Dominating the World

Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Hunger

The dim torchlight flickered against the damp stone walls of the armory. Rusted weapons lay scattered across the floor, long abandoned by their masters. Among the broken swords and shattered spears, a single weapon remained untouched by time.

A black axe, its blade dull and covered in dust, yet exuding an eerie presence.

A frail hand reached for it. The fingers trembled as they wrapped around the hilt, and a sudden shock coursed through the wielder’s body. A whisper slithered through his mind.

You… are weak.

The young man gasped and almost dropped the axe. He was thin, his robes tattered and stained. His eyes darted around, expecting someone—something—to be speaking to him.

But he was alone.

He was Yun Hao, a mere outer disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect. Weak, insignificant, and constantly ridiculed by stronger cultivators. His talent was abysmal, his Qi reserves pitiful. He was nothing but cannon fodder.

Until now.

The axe pulsed, as if waking from a deep slumber. Yun Hao felt warmth seep into his hands, traveling up his arm. His fatigue, the hunger that gnawed at his belly, the bruises from countless beatings—all faded in an instant.

A sharp clarity filled his mind. For the first time in his wretched life, power was within his grasp.

The axe… was alive.

And it was hungry.

Night draped the Blood Shadow Sect’s outer courtyard in an eerie stillness. Yun Hao clutched the axe tightly as he moved through the shadows. The whispers had not ceased since he picked it up, but now, they were clearer.

Kill.

Take their Qi. Take their strength.

It terrified him. But it also excited him.

Yun Hao’s breathing steadied as he spotted his first target—a fellow outer disciple who had tormented him relentlessly. Wei Long. A smug, arrogant fool who relished in beating the weak.

Tonight, that would change.

Wei Long never saw it coming. A single swing of the axe, and the blade, once dull, sliced through flesh and bone like paper. Blood sprayed across the ground. The axe pulsed in Yun Hao’s grip, drinking deeply. A rush of energy slammed into his core, a flood of Qi unlike anything he had ever felt before.

His body trembled as his meridians expanded, his cultivation surging.

He was… getting stronger.

The axe whispered again, but this time, it was different. Not just hunger.

Approval.

And Yun Hao? He was ready for more.