After all, a Third-rank Top-grade Puppet can barely compare to a Late-Stage Golden Core Great Cultivator, unless there are three or four Middle Stage of Golden Core cultivators, or four or five Third-rank Middle Grade Puppets; otherwise, it’s impossible to withstand!
By then, the Purple Mountain Association in front of the Ten Thousand Dragons Comrce Association would undoubtedly be like chickens and dogs, not worth ntioning.
"However, while I am crafting the puppet, try to infiltrate the Purple Mountain Association, investigate the background of Yan Ruchen, and anwhile, weaken the Purple Mountain Association as much as possible to prepare for today’s all-out war!"
The silver-haired president thodically instructed again.
"Understood!" The crowd nodded one by one.
These tasks didn’t seem difficult to them, and they all began calculating the specific implentation plans in their hearts.
...
Ti flew by, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.
Cangyue Mountain, inside the cave.
The cave was silent, with soft spiritual lights seeping from the Spirit Crystal crevices in the cave walls, illuminating the entire space.
In the center of the secret chamber, a puppet standing as tall as a person appeared majestic. It was entirely forged from hard Xuan Iron, exuding a cold tallic luster.
The puppet’s lines were rigid, muscles well-defined, holding a uniquely designed bow and arrow in its hand, the bowstring taut, seemingly ready to shoot a deadly arrow at any mont, exuding an aura akin to a Golden Core Level of threat.
Xu Ping silently stood before the puppet, a serious expression on his face.
His gaze fixed tightly on the puppet, and he slowly extended his hand to pick up a Third-stage talisman brush emitting a faint glow.
This talisman brush was made from the rare horn of the spiritual rhinoceros, with fine runes carved on the pen body, flowing with weak Spiritual Power fluctuations.
He gently dipped the talisman brush in the spirit ink made from Demon Beast essence blood. The spirit ink emitted a pungent sll yet contained powerful Spiritual Power.
"Let’s start!"
Having all preparations ready, Xu Ping took a deep breath and cautiously began inscribing the special runes on the puppet’s arm.
After these two years of ceaseless research, the two special runes given by Miao Jun had already been deeply ingrained in his mind.
Initially, he planned to use a Second-stage puppet to attempt the rune inscription.
After all, Second-stage puppets were relatively low in value, and even if they failed in crafting and rendered the puppet defunct, he wouldn’t be too heartbroken.
However, Miao Jun had told him that the rune was exceedingly special.
The strength of a Second-stage puppet could not withstand the power of this rune.
Xu Ping had also tried several tis himself, but without exception, all ended in failure, so he had to abandon this idea.
Thus, now he could only take a gamble with the Third-stage puppet!
The tip of the talisman brush moved slowly over the puppet’s arm, starting smoothly and freely.
However, as the rune gradually took shape, Xu Ping imdiately felt an overwhelming surge of pressure.
Every stroke seed to break through layers of invisible heavy resistance, and despite his current cultivation and Divine Sense, he gradually found it a bit strenuous.
No wonder the Miao family had only managed to inscribe two Third-rank Lower Grade Puppets over so many years.
Xu Ping’s face grew more serious. With every stroke he inscribed, the surrounding Spiritual Qi seed to be stirred up, forming small whirlpools that rotated around him and the puppet.
This was not rely a simple rune drawing but more like a battle against Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
Despite Xu Ping’s all-out effort, the first attempt ultimately ended in failure.
As the last stroke landed steadily, the runes on the puppet flashed with a disorderly, chaotic light.
Following that, there was a loud "bang" as the light exploded like a bomb.
The Third-rank Lower Grade Puppet turned into a pile of twisted scrap under the imnse impact.
"This is indeed a difficult challenge!"
Xu Ping sighed helplessly but wasn’t too disappointed.
Through years of in-depth study, he naturally understood the difficulty of rune inscription.
This process involved complex balances of Spiritual Power, rune structures, and compatibility with the puppet’s material, and any deviation in any aspect could lead to failure.
Although he had prepared himself ntally, watching a Third-rank Lower Grade Puppet be wasted like this, Xu Ping couldn’t help but feel a bit distressed.
After all, the materials needed to craft a Third-stage puppet were extrely precious and hard to find.
Fortunately, during the prior battles with Yang Lang and the others, he obtained many materials for Third-stage puppets, along with those he later purchased using a large amount of Spirit Stone, enabling him to craft two Third-stage puppets in total.
He carefully collected the fragnts of the defunct Third-rank Lower Grade Puppet. Despite being defunct, so materials from high-grade puppets could still be salvaged.
After calming his mind slightly, Xu Ping took out another new Third-rank Lower Grade Puppet.
However, he did not act recklessly but began to ditate and restore his mana.
Ti quietly passed in silence, and Xu Ping gradually adjusted his vitality to peak condition.
"This ti, I must succeed!"
Xu Ping slowly exhaled a breath of murky air, a flash of determination flickering in his eyes.
He now counted himself as soone favored by great fortune.
Under the blessing of fate, he could not believe he would fail twice in a row!
Trying to inscribe the rune once more, his movents beca more composed, each stroke containing deep mana and precise control.
As the rune gradually took shape, the surrounding Spiritual Qi beca increasingly turbulent, forming a small Spiritual Qi vortex in the chamber!
Xu Ping also inevitably faced interference.
But fortunately, the rune inscription was already at the final step.
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