Fu Changsheng’s divine sense swept over the white glow in the puppet’s chest, suddenly realizing:
"So the energy of the Power Source Stone is depleted."
The white light in the puppet’s eyes flickered twice more.
The eyelids clattered down.
The white glow in the chest extinguished entirely, leaving no trace of energy.
Fu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief:
"That’s fortunate. Otherwise, entering the Main Hall would an a battle with this iron golem."
A technique was cast toward the storage bag, Dawn Light fell on the puppet, which continually shrank, transford into a black light, and was stored into the bag.
At the sa ti.
A familiar chanical voice rang in his mind:
"Ding"
"You have slain Li Yunxiu and eliminated a hidden threat for your clan, earning twelve Clan Contribution Points."
On the panel.
The Clan Contribution Points were prominently changed to thirty-eight.
This was an unexpected delight.
Striding towards the ruin palace, upon reaching the entrance, his divine sense swept again and indeed found a Fire Cloud Tree growing under a collapsed low wall, a Fire Cloud Fruit already ripe on it.
Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve.
The Fire Cloud Fruit fell from the tree.
Resisting the imdiate urge to consu it, he placed it into a box and entered the palace plaza.
In the midst of the ruins.
Only the Main Hall stood there intact.
He took a few quick steps.
Upon reaching the threshold of the Main Hall.
Molan’s urgent voice reached out:
"Patriarch, don’t enter, once you co into the Main Hall you can’t get out."
The Main Hall’s four sides were made of clear glass.
However.
Fu Changsheng couldn’t see inside:
"Molan, how are you and elder brother, fourth sister?"
"Patriarch, fourth sister’s injuries have stabilized, but elder brother was injured in the dantian by a puppet while challenging a stage and is still unconscious, I’m afraid from now on..."
Fu Changsheng’s heart tightened.
After pressing a few questions.
He found out that this palace was a place designed by the Supre Profound Sect for disciples’ training, consisting of three trials, and passing them would grant a Puppetry Technique inheritance.
However, elder brother Fu Changren had fallen at the first trial.
Thanks to fourth sister Fu Changli, who despite sustaining serious injuries, saved him.
Molan’s voice rang out again:
"Patriarch, we have now reached the third and last trial, which does not require force, just solving a puzzle. If you worry, please wait outside, don’t co in."
If they couldn’t clear the trial.
The Fu Family’s four mbers would be trapped in this ruin palace.
The clan cannot be without a patriarch.
This is Fu Molan’s thought.
Fu Changsheng nodded slightly:
"Very well, I’ll wait outside for you. Also, I’ve found a puppet outside the palace. I’ll leave it outside for you to examine."
With that said.
He tapped on the storage bag.
A flash of black light.
The puppet stood before the glass wall.
Fu Changsheng released Autumn Cicada:
"Molan, if there is any part of the puppet you wish to see, let Autumn Cicada know, and it will show it to you."
Seeing the puppet.
Molan’s voice ca with delight from within:
"Patriarch, excellent, with this actual puppet, I should be able to clear the trial within ten days."
This is good.
Fu Changsheng gave a few more instructions, then released the Silver-Spotted Poison Snake.
In this ruin still should be suitable Earth-Tier Techniques for Autumn Cicada’s cultivation. Fu Changsheng let Xiaoqing prompt the Silver-Spotted Poison Snake to search. After circling the ruins and finding nothing else.
He imdiately sat cross-legged in ditation.
Taking out the Fire Cloud Fruit, he swallowed and consud it.
Bang!
Upon entering the stomach, the Fire Cloud Fruit imdiately transford into a vigorous fire attribute spiritual power, coursing like an untad stallion through his entire body.
He hurriedly operated his True Qi, bringing the dispersed spiritual power together, and began to refine it.
....
In cultivation years pass as a blink of an eye.
Seven days quickly flitted by.
Fu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, slightly smiling.
After ingesting a Fire Cloud Fruit.
He equated to several months of ditation practice results, with considerable advancents in the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer mana.
Upon opening his eyes.
He observed the puppet once placed before the glass wall had been dismantled into pieces.
Simultaneously.
Within the Main Hall.
Molan’s joyous voice ca through:
"Solved it, Patriarch! I passed the trial, I..."
The joyous voice cut off abruptly.
"What’s happening?"
Fu Changsheng felt a shock, shouting a few tis with no response. Just as he was pondering whether to enter the Main Hall, he saw a vortex forming within it.
Montarily.
Fu Molan, who had been ditating, was sent out.
Along with the unconscious fourth sister Fu Changli and elder brother Fu Changren.
Carefully observing.
Molan had a diamond-shaped crystal flickering at her forehead, which after about the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea, fully assimilated into her body.
The dark light withdrew.
Everything seed as if it had never happened.
"Did she acquire the Puppetry Technique inheritance?!"
Fu Changsheng was elated in his heart.
Currently, there’s a scarcity of people in the Fu Family.
If Molan could forge puppets, it would be beneficial for both sales and enhancing the clan’s combat strength.
Seeing Molan evidently in a state of digesting the inheritance content, unable to awaken anyti soon.
He went forward, checking the pulse of the fourth sister first, finding that her internal injuries were no longer of concern, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, upon checking the injuries of elder brother Fu Changren, his brow tightened.
Dantian had been destroyed.
This ant.
Elder brother Fu Changren henceforth would be no different from a mortal.
Fu Changsheng sighed softly.
Placing his hands against elder brother Fu Changren’s back, he personally aided in refining a Healing Spirit Pill. Fu Changren’s face, pale as paper, finally showed slight improvent.
At this mont.
"Hiss hiss hiss"
From the ground below.
A cyan light shot out upward.
Little Cyan Snake waved its tail towards Fu Changsheng:
"Found the technique fragnt?!"
Fu Changsheng’s eyes lit up.
He slapped an Earth Escape Talisman onto himself, and with a buzz, yellow light shrouded him fully, following Little Cyan Snake into the ground, traveling about several dozen zhang.
He saw a palm-sized piece of Profound Iron pressed beneath a giant Heaven-Supporting Stone.
This Heaven-Supporting Stone seemingly had been a pillar of the palace before, now sunken and buried through the ages.
Fu Changsheng’s divine sense swept over it.
Clearly seeing the characters "Jade God Skill" engraved on the exposed portion of the Profound Iron.
He pinched and moved the technique.
Strings of True Qi shot onto the Heaven-Supporting Pillar.
The stone pillar was lifted upward.
Xiaoqing flashed cyan light, snatched away the Profound Iron.
Bang.
The Heaven-Supporting Stone fell again.
After carefully scrutinizing the cultivation technique inscribed on the Profound Iron, indeed it was an Earth-Tier Ghost Cultivation Technique capable of reaching the Golden Core stage, with corresponding magic, spirit techniques, and treasure techniques at each level:
"Truly an Earth-Tier Technique."
Fu Changsheng’s smile couldn’t be contained any longer.
"Let’s go!"
Fu Changsheng drove his mana, shot out from the ground.
Only to see Molan, unbeknownst to him, had already opened her eyes, now commanding Autumn Cicada to reassemble the disassembled puppet.
In no ti.
That black hunk reappeared before their eyes.
Fu Changsheng regretted slightly:
"What a pity, the energy of this puppet’s Power Source Stone is depleted, otherwise, with this Tier One Peak Puppet, our odds at the Noble Family Grand Competition would be much higher."
Currently, those with fighting capacity.
Were only him and Molan.
Slightly lacking in strength compared to other noble families.
Fu Molan heard this and laughed:
"Patriarch, actually, the Power Source Stone was condensed using a small array with Middle-Grade Spirit Stones. If we find six Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, I can also arrange one."
Middle-Grade Spirit Stones generally used by Array Masters for arrays.
They didn’t have any on them.
Fu Changsheng had a spark of inspiration.
And promptly said:
"Redeem the information!"
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