"In the proficiency panel, reaching Great Success in the Hundred Refining Technique is equivalent to other cultivators cultivating to the Sixth-Layer?"
Chen Ye was greatly surprised. In the Hundred Refining Technique, every nine refinements constitute one layer, and even a Second Tier General Puppet Core refined by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator only reaches sixty-three refinements!
As for the puppet of that Ten Thousand Puppet Sect disciple earlier, it probably wasn’t even thirty refinements!
This means that, under the premise of the same materials, the strength of Chen Ye’s refinement far exceeds that of ordinary Ten Thousand Puppet Sect disciples and is close to that of the sect’s Foundation Establishment Cultivators!
After a brief rest, Chen Ye began the final refinement.
Using tempered Profound Iron as the main material and Cold Pattern Steel as key nodes, he meticulously forged the puppet following the diagrams in the Puppet Refining Technique.
Then, like intricate embroidery, he carefully traced the complex spiritual power conduction circuits along the grooves inside the frame with liquid Silver Marrow.
Seven days passed.
A massive object shimmering with metallic cold light stood silently in the Alchemy Room.
Converted to measurements from his past life, it stood a daunting two meters forty-five in height, full of oppressive presence.
"Only the final step remains..."
Chen Ye looked at this masterpiece before him, his eyes filled with satisfaction and anticipation.
He sat cross-legged, directing a strand of refined divine sense carefully into the puppet’s chest core, attempting to establish the most direct connection.
This is Enlightenment, the process of recognizing the master.
As soon as his divine sense touched the core, a violent and chaotic will emanated from it; it belonged to the remaining spirituality of the General Puppet Core.
Chen Ye was prepared. The Seven Luminaries Soul Nourishing Technique quietly activated, with the Saturn in his sea of consciousness radiating gentle blue light, firmly protecting his mind, while continuously soothing and guiding that violent will.
No one knew how long it took, but that will finally gradually calmed, assimilated and accepted by Chen Ye’s divine sense.
"Buzz——"
In the puppet’s hollow eye sockets, two points of blue light suddenly ignited, resembling two burning ghostly flames!
It slowly raised its heavy metal arm, flexing slightly stiff joints, then amidst the tooth-aching sound of metal friction, this steel giant, standing at two meters forty-five, actually knelt on one knee before Chen Ye!
"Not bad!"
Chen Ye rubbed his sore eyes, satisfied as he gazed upon this puppet.
Its cost, excluding the General Puppet Core, was nearly three hundred Spirit Stones!
Adding in the General Puppet Core, its price might exceed that of an ordinary Tier Two Magical Treasure!
"Judging by the strength of the materials, it should easily withstand late-stage Qi Cultivation magic... and with this General Puppet Core, its combat ability should surpass a late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivator."
Chen Ye couldn’t even imagine how powerful a puppet, unafraid of pain or magic, equipped with high-level magical battle abilities, could be!
He took out a long-prepared black robe from the Storage Bag and ordered the puppet to put it on.
Though made of spiritual materials, with a second-tier core for driving and enhanced by Cold Pattern Steel and Silver Marrow, its movements were as agile as an ordinary person.
After it flexed its joints briefly, it shed its previous stiffness, swiftly and lightly putting on the black robe.
Moreover, under Chen Ye’s divine sense control, he could easily cast the Qi Concealment Technique through the puppet’s spiritual power.
Combined with the puppet’s characteristics, its effect in deploying the Qi Concealment Technique was even better than Chen Ye’s own!
Thus, clad in a black robe, it appeared indistinguishable from a Body Refining Cultivator.
"Wow!"
The little girl perched on Chen Ye’s back, resting her chin on his shoulder, her small mouth open wide enough to fit an egg,
"Master, this iron lump is so cool!"
"?"
Chen Ye slowly turned his head. When had this little girl climbed onto his back again?
Ever since Qing Jun bit him on the shoulder to express protest, it seems she’s developed a habit, quietly climbing onto his back to sleep whenever she’s tired of watching him refine artifacts.
The little girl squinted her eyes: "What are you looking at! Haven’t you seen Qing Jun!"
She said this while using two soft white hands to forcibly turn Chen Ye’s head away,
"Qing Jun will watch Master! Keep watching Master! Until Master returns Qing Jun’s ’treasure’!"
What she referred to as ’treasure’ was the ’future’ that Chen Ye promised Qing Jun.
"Alright, alright..."
Chen Ye looked at the kneeling puppet, then at his lively disciple behind him, a rarely seen smile appearing on his face.
With the help of this puppet, his and his disciple’s days would surely become more peaceful...
Zhiwei, too, was drawn by the commotion in the Alchemy Room. Seeing Qing Jun misbehaving behind their master, she hurriedly stepped forward and took Qing Jun down.
The little girl widened her eyes: "Senior sister, what are you doing? Are you trying to help Master bully Qing Jun?"
The grown girl remained expressionless: "Master has just finished refining a puppet and is at his most exhausted; how can you disturb him? In the future... don’t perch behind Master!"
"Senior sister... you’re being too overbearing..." Qing Jun muttered quietly.
"What did you say?" Zhiwei’s eyes flickered.
"..." Qing Jun fell silent.
"Hmm." Zhiwei nodded.
As the two little ones fell silent,
out of nowhere, Qing Jun said softly: "Jealous?"
The voice was so subtle and quiet, it seemed only Zhiwei could hear, even Chen Ye beside them remained oblivious.
"!" Zhiwei’s eyelashes fluttered, she cast a panicked glance at Qing Jun.
Only to see the little white-furred one looking up, her small face filled with confusion: "Senior sister, what’s wrong?"
"Nothing."
Zhiwei bit her lip; she noticed in her junior sister’s pupils the swift fading of a tinge of red.
What’s happening...
Why does Qing Jun show symptoms even when she’s in her normal state...?
How could Chen Ye know of the undercurrent between his two disciples? He extended his hand, patting the chest of the towering puppet, producing a "thunk thunk" sound.