600 Chapters: Puppet Doll

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While practicing several cultivation techniques and deducing formations, a human-shaped tree several feet tall hovered in front of Lu Xiaotian. It was the Cangyun Wood he had cultivated to maturity within the barrier. With enough medicinal pills for his cultivation for now, Lu Xiaotian naturally wasted no time refining this extraordinary tree.

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The fingertips incessantly sent out wisps of energy, separating the branches of the Cangyun Wood. This Cangyun Wood had been cultivated to three thousand years old, almost reaching its maximum growth limit. A foot every millennium, it was a creature that grew extremely slowly. As for puppet masters, Cangyun Wood was considered a sacred wood. Its most astonishing effect was used to refine puppets capable of mimicking the dead. Besides that, it could also be added to some puppets to increase the connection between the puppet and the puppet master, making them easier to control.

Lu Xia Tian waved his sleeve, and all the fallen twigs of the Cangyun Wood were sucked into the barrier. Even the tiny fragments of leaves, because of their age here, to hasten the maturity of this Cangyun Wood, he had directly spent over a million low-grade spirit stones, the price was extremely high.

After removing the excess branches, the Cangyun Wood was even more similar in appearance to a bald child. Lu Xia Tian took out several strands of Liquid Mist Spirit Grass and with his left palm supporting it, several wisps of Samadhi True Fire directly enveloped the Liquid Mist Spirit Grass. The wood-based Liquid Mist Spirit Grass turned into a mass of green juice. This mass of green juice slowly flew towards the main body of Cangyun Wood under Lu Xia Tian's control.

The green sap came into contact with the three-foot-tall puppetwood, and was immediately absorbed by it. However, there was still no movement. Lu Xia Tian frowned slightly. The secret art scroll only mentioned that using a certain amount of liquid mist spirit grass could accelerate the refining of the puppet doll. But the specific number was never mentioned. After a moment of thought about the reason, Lu Xia Tian showed a look of understanding, The puppet doll was originally a world-shattering masterpiece, and the puppetwood used to refine the puppet doll was also extremely rare. It was considered that this only one with an age of about one thousand years in Chiyun Sang's hands, the one he cultivated was three feet tall, with an age of three thousand years. The refining cost would naturally be much higher.

Thinking of this, Lu Xia Tian once again used the San Mei True Fire to liquefy several strands of Mu Xi Liquid Mist Lingcao and had the infant-shaped Cang Yun Mu absorb it. As expected, after absorbing more green juice, a softening sensation appeared clearly.

This went on for several hours. Lu Xia Tian’s right thumb drew a line across his index finger, drawing out a drop of blood tinged red. He flicked it with his finger, and the blood splattered onto the Cangyun wood. Suddenly, after absorbing this drop of essence blood, Lu Xia Tian felt a faint connection between himself and the Cangyun wood. This connection wasn’t tight, but it was clearly perceptible.

After several more months, the young infant-shaped Cangyun Wood, which was originally over three feet tall, now looked somewhat abstract. After months of refining and multiple drops of Lu Xiaottian's blood essence, the Cangyun Wood not only gradually condensed in size to the palm of his hand, but also became more refined in appearance. A subtle resemblance to Lu Xiaottian could be seen between their brows. Lu Xiaottian opened his mouth, swallowing the palm-sized infant into his abdomen. It traveled along the flow of his spiritual power to his dantian, shrinking further. It was surrounded by a law bead, a cracked earth sword, and a wishful battle armor, all circling around the nine-colored golden elixir.

The Ruyi battle armor was being steadily refined, and the puppet doll had also been partially crafted. However, it still took some time for it to fully harmonize with its own body. The higher the compatibility, the more damage the puppet doll could absorb when facing attacks that were difficult to resist. Back in the望月 Mountain Range, when the huge monster faced Lu Xiaitian's full-force attack, although he used the puppet doll, he still got hurt because the compatibility was not high enough.

After refining this one, Lu Xia Tian refined another. He did not pour in essence blood yet, only completing the preliminary refinement and sealed it with a jade box within the barrier, keeping it as a reserve. In case this puppet was used up, replenishing it would be quick. The dantian could not accommodate two or more puppets simultaneously, so continuous use was impossible. Despite this, for any Jindan cultivator, a puppet meant an extra life, its preciousness was self-evident.

Having crafted the puppet, there wasn't anything pressing he needed to do right now. Lu Xia Tian glanced at the stone pool suspended on the mountain peak in the distance. The Fan Luo Spirit Fire within it seemed about to pierce through the heavens. Out of fear for the terrifying existence within the stone pool, Lu Xia Tian didn't dare make any moves. In his spare time from cultivation, he began searching for possible exits around him. Although aside from a winding stone staircase leading straight to the peak, there was white mist on both sides that could block divine senses, Lu Xia Tian still wanted to try something different.

For three consecutive years, one day, Lu Xia Tian in a blue robe suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning. His blue shirt fluttered without wind, rustling like thunder. Lu Xia Tian punched out with an empty fist, a massive fist shadow breathing in the air. Through the thick fog, it struck the distant mountainside with a boom. The fog, as thick as liquid, dispersed like a storm blowing everywhere.

On a whim, Lu Xia Tian leaped from the ground and began to mimic the forms of an eagle, snake, and bear. Whether it was strength or speed, both had increased significantly compared to before. The nine-colored golden core within his dantian grew more rounded, and the nine-colored radiance it emitted simultaneously enveloped the Dharma Bead,如意 battle armor, and the puppet dolls. Lu Xia Tian could clearly feel that the power of Dan Yuan permeating into the如意 battle armor was now three times faster than before.

The Wishing Armor, after his tireless day and night refining, can now be used in its initial stages. However, it is far from reaching the power it wielded when Xiong Ba used it. It is estimated that even if his deputy spirit continuously refines it, it will take several decades to reach the level Xiong Ba had achieved.

As his cultivation deepened, he had already broken through to the middle stage of the Golden Core. However, Lu Xiaitian's face did not show even a hint of pride. He stood alone among immortals, silent and imposing.

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...Turning, a tinge of sorrow gradually appeared on his face. The mist around the stone steps was something he had repeatedly tested over the past two years. With Yuan Gui's help, he always managed to remember the return path each time, but by now, he was almost certain that he was trapped within a closed space, perhaps a massive mountain or something else entirely. What constituted this space wasn’t a powerful enchantment, but rather a layer of black rock ten zhang thick. Lu Xiaotian spent several months using his Splitting Earth Blade to hack out a tunnel, hoping to find a way out. However, when he reached a depth of several dozen zhang, he suddenly felt an incredibly intense heat. Within the cracks of the black mountain body, magma was faintly flowing. The destructive power of this magma was no less than that of a heartfire furnace. Because his tunnel wasn't shallow, he could faintly hear the sound of the magma surging and about to erupt behind the mountain. Lu Xiaotian was startled and quickly retreated, then sealed the hole he had dug. He tried other locations afterward, but met with the same result. After numerous failed attempts, Lu Xiaotian disheartened shifted his attention from the mountain body to the sky... already struck a black flying knife with his halberd, right in front of Gui Bei Xian's incredulous gaze.The halberd descended, and the black flying knife let out a mournful cry as its spiritual energ...