Chapter 1236: Refining the Puppet Beast

Wang Changsheng smiled and said, "Junior Martial Sister Tian, please recover from your injuries first! Once you're fully healed, we'll go to the Myriad Immortal Tomb."

Fairy Ziyue nodded and walked towards a nearby cave.

Wang Changsheng took out refining materials to craft a third-tier puppet beast.

Over the years, Wang Changsheng had done a fair bit of refining, though mostly crafting magical treasures. He had made third-tier puppet beasts before, but not often. His theoretical knowledge was sufficient; he simply lacked practice.

Having acquired two pages of the Divine Weapon Manual, he intended to improve his puppetry skills. If he could craft a fourth-tier puppet beast, it would significantly enhance his family's foundation and strength.

Moving from a magic tool to a magical treasure is a significant hurdle, and from a magical treasure to a spiritual treasure is another. Similarly, progressing from a second-tier puppet beast to a third-tier is a hurdle, and from a third-tier to a fourth-tier is yet another.

Wang Changsheng tossed a watermelon-sized piece of cyan ore into the air. He opened his mouth, and a stream of blue flame flew out, enveloping the cyan ore.

Under the blue flame's calcination, the cyan ore soon showed signs of melting.

Half an hour later, the cyan ore completely melted into a mass of cyan liquid, with impurities removed.

Wang Changsheng then picked up more than a dozen pieces of ore of various colors, tossing them into the air one by one and controlling the blue flame to envelop them.

Three months later, a massive mass of pale golden liquid floated before Wang Changsheng.

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the golden liquid twisted and deformed, gradually taking the shape of a human torso.

As time passed, limbs and a head appeared on the human-shaped torso, forming the distinct image of a broad-shouldered, stocky young man in golden robes.

Wang Changsheng flipped his palm, and a palm-sized cyan porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

He uncorked the bottle and flicked his wrist gently. A large amount of cyan powder flew out and merged into the body of the golden-robed young man.

The golden-robed young man visibly transformed into a green-robed young man, his gaze blank.

Wang Changsheng took out a palm-sized cyan gourd, infused it with spiritual power, and a large expanse of pale silver liquid shot out, floating in mid-air like a silver sun.

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the silver sun violently churned and suddenly transformed into hundreds of tiny silver light clusters. After a blur, these silver light clusters each became profound spiritual runes.

Crafting magical treasures requires embedding restrictions, and the same applies to crafting third-tier puppet beasts and above.

Wang Changsheng formed a hand seal, and hundreds of silver spiritual runes danced erratically in mid-air. Five miniature spell formations materialized out of thin air, each composed of dozens of silver spiritual runes, resonating with each other and gleaming with spiritual light.

"Condense."

Wang Changsheng formed a profound magical seal, and the five miniature spell formations spun rapidly, sinking into the green-robed young man's limbs and head respectively.

With a flash of silver light, the five miniature spell formations suddenly vanished.

Wang Changsheng took out a golden jade bottle. With a flash of golden light, a large amount of golden liquid flew out. Under Wang Changsheng's divine sense control, the golden liquid transformed into hundreds of profound golden spiritual runes. These hundreds of golden spiritual runes spun around, forming four miniature spell formations that successively entered the green-robed young man's eyes, mouth, and chest.

He continuously took out liquids of various colors, transforming them into various miniature spell formations and imbuing them into the green-robed young man's body, causing the latter's form to become solid and firm.

Three days later, Wang Changsheng imbued six more miniature spell formations into the green-robed young man's body. With a change in his hand seal, a muffled thud came from the green-robed young man's back, and a lotus-shaped groove appeared there. It was clear that the lotus petals were all identical in size.

Wang Changsheng took out ten mid-grade spirit stones. With a gentle toss, the ten spirit stones shot out and accurately settled into the lotus groove.

With a flash of green light, the groove vanished, and three miniature spell formations could faintly be seen where the groove had been.

Wang Changsheng took out a black porcelain bottle, infused it with a hand seal, and a miniature blue octopus flew out. The green-robed young man opened his mouth and spat out a streak of green light, accurately enveloping the miniature octopus, pulling it into his mouth, and swallowing it whole.

The green-robed young man's eyes lit up with a green glow, and under the control of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the green-robed young man began to move.

The green-robed young man walked up to the stone wall, moved his arms, and smashed them against the yellowish glowing wall.

*Boom!*

With two muffled thuds, the yellow light flickered wildly, the wall dented, but quickly returned to normal.

Wang Changsheng changed his hand seal, and the green-robed young man's eyes flared with green light, spraying two cyan light beams, as thick as an adult's arm, which struck the stone wall.

There were two more muffled thuds, but the yellow light remained intact.

The green-robed young man suddenly turned, his feet glowing with dazzling green light, revealing several faint cyan miniature spell formations. Like an arrow shot from a bowstring, it rushed towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng only felt a gust of wind, and the green-robed young man suddenly appeared before him.

The green-robed young man's right fist flared with cyan light, transforming into a hazy cyan giant hammer, which swung towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's fists erupted with numerous blue electrical arcs. With a flash of blue light, dense blue fist shadows flew out, striking the green-robed young man's body.

A series of muffled thuds ensued, and the green-robed young man was sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the stone wall.

It stood up, its chest caved in, revealing dozens of clear fist marks.

If it had been a cultivator instead, they surely wouldn't have survived.

"Not bad," Wang Changsheng muttered to himself, "It took so many punches and isn't scrapped yet. It's more than enough to withstand attacks from a Core Formation cultivator."

Wang Changsheng spoke to himself, a satisfied expression on his face.

For a third-tier puppet beast to possess such strong defense was already impressive. If Wang Changsheng were only a Core Formation cultivator, he might not have been able to leave so many distinct fist marks on it.

With his current refining skills, he was not yet able to repair the fourth-tier puppet beast.

Fairy Ziyue wouldn't emerge from her cultivation in a short while, so Wang Changsheng put away the puppet beast and continued to craft third-tier puppet beasts.

Soon, a mass of blue flame enveloped a long section of cyan spirit wood...

Two years quickly passed.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by scattered refining materials and various bottles and jars. A massive golden spider was currently battling a ten-foot-tall cyan praying mantis, while two giant red tigers and two black centipedes lay motionless nearby.

Over these two years, Wang Changsheng had dedicated himself to crafting puppet beasts, making several third-tier ones. His puppetry skills had noticeably improved.

His significant progress was inseparable from Fairy Ziyue's guidance along the way. During their journey, Wang Changsheng frequently sought her advice on puppetry, and Fairy Ziyue, without holding back, truthfully shared her knowledge.

"Senior Martial Brother Wang, it's been two years. Your puppetry skills have improved remarkably!"

Fairy Ziyue's bell-like voice suddenly rang out.

Wang Changsheng turned his head and saw Fairy Ziyue walking towards him.

After two years of recuperation, Fairy Ziyue's injuries had completely healed. This was primarily because her foundation hadn't been damaged; they were all superficial wounds, otherwise, she wouldn't have recovered so quickly.

"Junior Martial Sister Tian, how do you feel?"

Wang Changsheng asked with a smile, a look of concern on his face.

Fairy Ziyue smiled charmingly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Martial Brother Wang. I'm completely fine now. Do you want to go treasure hunting in the Myriad Immortal Tomb right away, or should we first repair the spiritual treasure and the fourth-tier puppet beast?"

"Naturally, we should repair the spiritual treasure and the fourth-tier puppet beast first. We can work together to repair them; it won't take long."

Fairy Ziyue didn't object. She walked over to Wang Changsheng and sat down cross-legged beside him.

Wang Changsheng flicked his wrist, and a blue short saber flew out, hovering in mid-air.

He spewed a stream of blue flame, and Fairy Ziyue spewed a stream of purple flame, both enveloping the blue short saber.

They were both fourth-tier artificers. Working together to repair the spiritual treasure would significantly reduce the time needed and improve efficiency.