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Chapter 293: The Terror of Golden String Puppetry
Chapter 293: The Terror of Golden String Puppetry
Three days later.
Lv Yang sat quietly, contemplating the fruits of his recent cultivation.
"Excellent, it actually worked!"
"Previously, I tortured them for the sake of refining techniques. Now, killing them outright would be wasteful."
After all, Foundation Building True Men could cultivate independently. Take Xiu Xin True Man, for instance—though their previous battle had left her Dao Foundation shaken, she would recover in a month or two without harming her core foundations. Then he could repeat the process, ensuring sustainable exploitation of resources.
This even benefited his quest for gold!
"Pomegranate Wood embodies the transformation of wood—it is pure metal with inherent wooden properties, bearing abundant fruit and radiant inner chambers. My cultivation aligns perfectly with its fundamental symbolism!"
Of course, this was purely coincidental.
Lv Yang had chosen Pomegranate Wood as his target for this life’s cultivation path solely for the sake of his Dao.
As he mused, he turned around.
Xiu Xin True Man had already regained consciousness.
As for Yun Miaozhen, she had been watching until just moments ago.
"Alright, both of you stand."
Lv Yang extended his hand, pulling Xiu Xin True Man up. She offered no resistance, leaning in until nearly clinging to him.
Next, he conjured a Spirit Flame to erase all traces at the scene, leaving no evidence behind. Satisfied, he nodded toward the master-apprentice pair.
"Forget everything that happened here today."
"And stop scheming against Yun Miaoqing. From now on, you must act as true sisters."
Yun Miaozhen and Xiu Xin True Man both nodded in unison.
Witnessing this, Lv Yang felt a surge of satisfaction. Regardless of the process, he had at least done something beneficial this time.
"I really am a good person!"
He then turned to Xiu Xin True Man. "Tell me about Sword Pavilion’s recent movements. Has the Holy Sect made any major moves in Jiangbei?"
He needed to confirm the timeline.
Since Yun Miaoqing had yet to fall into Holy Sect’s hands, Lv Yang inferred that this reincarnation’s timeline was likely close to his original anchoring point.
"It might even be the same moment, just shifted location-wise."
"Judging from Yun Miaozhen’s actions, she’s already plotting to have Yun Miaoqing abducted by Holy Sect disciples, turning her into a living cultivation manual."
As he pondered, Xiu Xin True Man’s voice interrupted softly:
"Sword Pavilion is mobilizing forces under Third Elder Dang Mo True Man, preparing to attack Jiangnan Ten Thousand Pit and uproot this miraculous site."
"Oh?" Lv Yang’s eyebrows lifted.
Jiangnan Ten Thousand Pit!
"If I recall correctly, the Holy Sect carved this pit into Jiangnan after their victory in the Dao Contention War, only for the Sword Pavilion to reclaim it later."
The pit’s loss had triggered the Holy Sect’s infamous "Phantom Soul-Stealing Puppet Bubble." Rumors spread of the Holy Sect Patriarch, the True Monarch himself, intervening to retake the pit, eventually negotiating peace with Sword Pavilion. This led to a brutal culling of Refining Qi disciples.
At the time, it seemed unremarkable.
But now, Lv Yang sensed something amiss. The biggest inconsistency lay in the claim of the True Monarch’s personal involvement.
"Would the Holy Sect’s True Monarch truly descend into Jiangnan for a mere pit?"
"Impossible!"
"While important, Jiangnan Ten Thousand Pit is merely a miraculous site akin to the Qing Kingdom, a token in the games of Golden Core Sovereigns."
Would a master stoop to reclaim a mere pawn? It was like the Dao Court’s Son of Heaven personally leading a northern campaign during Chongguang’s destruction of Qing Kingdom—utterly implausible.
And the idea of spreading rumors specifically to cull disciples? Even more absurd. Holy Sect Contribution Points were designed for Refining Qi disciples, holding no value for Foundation Building True Men. The culling was likely an incidental afterthought.
Unless—
"The pit concealed something coveted even by True Monarchs, which Sword Pavilion discovered and seized first?"
Lv Yang’s expression darkened with realization.
Judging from the eventual peace between Holy Sect and Sword Pavilion, neither side truly lost. If anything, Sword Pavilion might’ve gained the upper hand.
"There’s a secret here!"
His eyes flickered, though he quickly calmed. He had no intention of intervening in person—his current goal was clear.
He needed to cultivate quietly, then stun the world!
"Survive, use my Dharma Body to gather resources externally, nurture my Immortal Spirit until Foundation Building Perfection, then directly seek gold!"
To this end, he required numerous pawns.
"Golden String Puppet’s talent will serve perfectly. I’ll send Xiu Xin True Man to Jiangnan Ten Thousand Pit to uncover its mysteries."
He glanced at the two women again.
The next moment, he clapped his hands. With a flicker, he vanished. Xiu Xin True Man and Yun Miaozhen jolted, their bodies swaying instinctively as they examined themselves. Finding nothing amiss, they exchanged clear-eyed glances.
".Miaozhen."
Xiu Xin True Man suddenly shook her head after a pause. "Let’s delay Miaoqing’s matter. I’ve decided to accept the sect’s summons."
"Shortly, I’ll depart for Jiangnan Ten Thousand Pit."
"Once I return, we’ll handle Miaoqing’s affair. How does that sound?"
Yun Miaozhen showed no reaction, nodding obediently. "Miaozhen understands. My master’s orders come first. Miaoqing’s matter can wait."
Xiu Xin True Man nodded slightly. "Good."
Neither sensed anything amiss, their personalities seemingly unchanged. Yet they had made exactly the decisions Lv Yang desired.
From the shadows, Lv Yang observed with satisfaction.
"Just to be safe, I’ll monitor them for a few more days."
"Once Golden String Puppet’s reliability is confirmed, I’ll have Xiu Xin summon all her allies. I’ll create a nest, then control them one by one."
Though Golden String Puppet had limits—only controlling cultivators weaker than himself—the technique’s potential grew exponentially with accumulation. The higher his cultivation, the more terrifying its upper limits!
(End of Chapter)
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