Chapter 933: Success in Alchemy!

In the cave, Xiao Yan’s tightly shut eyes suddenly sprang open, a gleam of joy flashing through them. He then quickly formed an unusual seal, and a somewhat strange shout emerged from his mouth. As the shout rang out, the corpse of the old ghost Earth Demon suddenly quivered. The soul swirling in its brain seemed to be shattered by an invisible force, transforming into countless minute points of light that densely spread to every part of the body. In that instant when the soul transformed into light, the magic core resting on its chest emitted a faint humming sound. Immediately, surges of violent energy, like a raging river, gushed out, surging through the body’s meridians.

As the soul and magic core underwent these changes, the grayish-white hue on the surface of the body deepened, and the entire form gradually shrank. A vast, emotionless aura slowly emanated from the corpse.

Feeling this aura that could rival a four-star or five-star Battle Sect, Xiao Yan’s eyes brightened slightly. Suppressing his excitement, he moved his hand, and a cluster of dark golden liquid floated before him, slowly pouring over the cold corpse.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Drops of the extremely hot metallic solution fell onto the corpse, instantly bursting into white mist, giving off a faint scent. But where the liquid touched the skin, there was no sign of damage. After the previous refinement, the puppet’s body had reached a tremendously robust level.

The soul power swept over the puppet like ripples, and the dark golden liquid was slowly spread over every part of the body. A smoky white mist continued to envelop the puppet, and the sizzling sounds of the high temperature contacting the skin were quite chilling.

When the solution was entirely applied to the puppet’s body, the cold, grayish-white color was replaced by a dark golden hue. The flashes of gold gave a strangely robust feeling.

Glancing at the puppet now coated with the solution, Xiao Yan let out a soft breath. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, a green flame surged out, enveloping the puppet. The terrifying heat seeped out slowly.

As the heat intensified, the dark golden solution began to seep into the puppet’s skin. With this erosion, the puppet’s body turned a dark green, resembling a bronze block.

Looking at the puppet, whose color had turned black, Xiao Yan frowned slightly. “It’s just bronze?”

According to the secret bamboo scrolls, the Celestial Spirit Puppet was divided into three ranks: Heavenly, Earthly, and Human. The best way to distinguish these ranks was by observing the skin color: Heavenly was gold, Earthly was silver, and Human was bronze. The current puppet was clearly the lowest rank, which was why Xiao Yan was somewhat dissatisfied.

Despite his disappointment, Xiao Yan did not stop the roasting with the flame. The terrifying heat continued to seep, infiltrating the dark golden solution into the puppet’s skin and dried muscles.

The method to create the so-called “Celestial Spirit Puppet” involved using metal materials to enhance the body’s strength. If it were a living being, they would probably explode on the spot. But the puppet, devoid of pain and sensation, could endure this unparalleled agony. Thus, if successful, the puppet, though unskilled in combat techniques, would have the most perfect killing weapon—a body made of pure flesh.

As the dark golden solution was gradually absorbed by the puppet, a faint silver glow flickered across the light green skin.

Xiao Yan did not ignore the sudden appearance of the silver glow. His eyes fixed on the puppet’s body, a hint of excitement rising in his heart.

Under Xiao Yan’s intense gaze, more and more silver glows appeared, and the dark green hue on the puppet’s body gradually faded. As the silver glows multiplied, the formidable aura radiating from the puppet escalated step by step!

This transformation took only about ten seconds. Then, the dark green puppet turned completely silver, though traces of green light remained, almost negligible compared to the large expanse of silver.

When the silver glow reached its peak, it stopped, and the climbing aura also halted abruptly. The silver glow dimmed, as if all the light had sunk into the puppet’s body. Despite the dimming light, Xiao Yan could feel that the puppet’s aura had not diminished at all. Clearly, this dimming of the silver glow was just a minor trick to make the puppet less conspicuous.

In the midst of the green flames, the puppet slowly stood up, hovering in the air of the cave motionless. Its eyes were filled with a hollow blackness.

Xiao Yan lightly bit his tongue, and a drop of blood, containing a trace of soul imprint, floated out, landing precisely on the puppet’s forehead. It slowly sank in, forming a thumb-sized dark red dot.

As the drop of blood entered the puppet’s brain without resistance and left an indelible mark, a faint hint of life appeared in the hollow, black eyes. The puppet, with a still-rigid neck, looked down at Xiao Yan sitting on the boulder, knelt on one knee, and lowered its head in Xiao Yan’s direction.

Xiao Yan’s eyes closed slightly. When the soul-infused blood entered the puppet’s forehead, he distinctly felt as if his soul had been split into two parts. One part controlled his own body, while the other controlled the puppet. At this moment, he had a faint feeling that the puppet would obey any command, even if it meant attacking Xiao Yan himself.

After imprinting the soul, this puppet would be Xiao Yan’s most loyal guard, as it would never betray him.

Eyes burning, Xiao Yan stared at the single-kneed kneeling puppet. Ah… perhaps it should be called an Earthly Spirit Puppet for now, as it had yet to reach the highest rank recorded in the bamboo scroll.

Even so, Xiao Yan was quite satisfied. He could sense that the Earthly Spirit Puppet’s strength rivaled a five-star or six-star Battle Sect.

After scanning the puppet for a moment, Xiao Yan grinned and leaped out of the cave, followed closely by the puppet. Due to its unfamiliarity, each step it took left cracks in the ground, shocking Xiao Yan with its sheer force.

Above the lava sea, Xiao Yan hovered in the sky with his bone wings, the emotionless Earthly Spirit Puppet treading on the air beside him.

“Punch the lava,” Xiao Yan commanded, pointing at the sea of molten rock.

The instant the command was issued, a red glow flashed in the puppet’s eyes. It clenched its fist and delivered a straight, powerful punch.

Sizzle!

With the punch, the space in front of the puppet twisted. The air formed a concave arc around the fist, and a ten-zhang-long compressed air cannon emerged, shooting down with a loud boom, a piercing screech, and a massive gust of wind.

Boom!

The air cannon crashed into the lava, creating a deafening roar. Lava waves surged, slamming into the cave walls, causing the entire cavern to tremble.

One punch alone unleashed such terrifying power!

Staring at the spreading lava waves, shock flashed in Xiao Yan’s eyes. That punch was definitely enough to severely injure a one-star or two-star Battle Sect!

If the opponent was particularly unlucky, a lethal, one-punch kill was not impossible!

The Celestial Spirit Puppet truly lived up to its reputation as an ancient killing tool. Its destructive power was truly terrifying.

Currently, Xiao Yan’s puppet was only at the Earthly Spirit Puppet level. Who knew how powerful a Heavenly Spirit Puppet would be?

At this thought, Xiao Yan’s eyes blazed with excitement, but he soon shook his head in frustration. Just to create the Earthly Spirit Puppet, he had to consume the body of a seven-star Battle Sect, a seventh-grade magic core, and the soul of a Battle Sect. To create a Heavenly Spirit Puppet, wouldn’t that require the body of a Dou Zun, an eighth-grade magic core, and a Dou Zun’s soul?

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xiao Yan wisely banished such unrealistic thoughts from his mind. With a wave of his sleeve, he stored the Earthly Spirit Puppet back into the Nalan Ring. The ring couldn’t store living beings, but the Earthly Spirit Puppet was merely a soulless puppet.

With the Earthly Spirit Puppet complete, the next step was to prepare the Heavenly Soul Blood Fusion Pill…

Fingering the Nalan Ring, Xiao Yan sighed. Creating a seventh-grade pill was, frankly, beyond his confidence.