Chapter 166: You Pick!
“It’s done!”
“Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet!”
Looking at the figure slowly rising to stand in mid-air, Lu Qingyang was overcome with excitement and could not help but cry out in a low voice.
After refinement, this Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet stood a full two meters tall.
Its entire body was wrapped in a layer of blood-red light, making its exact features impossible to see. Only its two eyes glowed with a faint green light.
It stood in the void, arms hanging down, its whole body emanating a monstrous, murderous aura.
As expected of a Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet. Just this pressure alone is enough to leave anyone below Soul Transformation in the dust!
Lu Qingyang was inwardly astonished.
Even though he had refined it with his own hands, looking at this ferocious Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet, even he could not help but feel his scalp tingle.
But his heart soon settled again.
After all, he had merged his essence blood into the puppet's body during refinement.
Now, with just a stir of his thoughts, he could control this Corpse Puppet.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang tried summoning it.
“Slay!”
“BOOM!”
The next moment, the Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet roared at the sky, its arms abruptly raised, and it viciously struck toward the void.
“Boom!”
A terrifying shockwave rippled outward, and the entire Underground Palace trembled.
Lu Qingyang’s heart quivered.
He knew this Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet was absolutely not comparable to an ordinary Great Vehicle.
At the very least, he had not felt this kind of pressure when Ma Liang made his move.
“Retract!”
Lu Qingyang stirred his thoughts, and the Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet instantly transformed into a mass of pitch-black mist, vanishing without a trace.
“Good. With this trump card, the Chaotian Sect now has a seat on the grand stage of the Prison Dragon Realm!”
“No longer any need to fear anyone or any faction!”
“It’s also time to collect what’s owed!”
A cold smirk sketched across the corner of Lu Qingyang’s mouth.
He fished a small notebook out from his bosom.
The only person in this notebook who had not yet been crossed out was the one on the first page: Venerable Xuanji!
“Jiangxin!”
“Beep beep, I’m here, Master!”
“Speed it up for me — the production of Chaotian Heavy Industries’ formation puppets!”
“Within one year, I want the Southern Heavenly Gate Cross-Domain Teleportation completely finished!”
Lu Qingyang said in a low voice.
“Beep beep, received, Master! Immediately allocating a large amount of computing power to the formation puppets.”
“Within one year, complete the Southern Heavenly Gate Cross-Domain Teleportation.”
Jiangxin’s respectful voice came through.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.
But then, as if something had occurred to him, he spoke to Jiangxin again.
“Summon the Director of the Demon Servitude Bureau. Tell that simpleton to come see me.”
“Beep beep, received, Master. But…”
Jiangxin’s voice suddenly paused.
“But what?”
“The Director of the Demon Servitude Bureau’s level and authority are insufficient to enter the Underground Palace. Shall I make an exception and allow entry?”
“Make an exception this once. I’ll see him here.”
Lu Qingyang nodded.
Jiangxin acknowledged.
Not long after, the one called the simpleton, Zhu Gangkai, was brought into the Underground Palace.
Like everyone entering the Underground Palace for the first time.
The moment he laid eyes on the puppets lined up inside the Underground Palace as densely as a military formation, along with the several massive production lines.
This Demon Race great cultivator who had already reached the Sixth Order could not help but gape.
“Lord… Lord… Lord Sect Master, what is all this?”
“Are we preparing to go to war with someone?!”
Zhu Gangkai looked at the dense mass of puppets before him, face pale, voice stammering.
Lu Qingyang paid him no attention, instead looking at Zhu Gangkai’s vigorous cultivation.
For a long while, he did not speak.
Stared at by Lu Qingyang until his scalp went numb, Zhu Gangkai hurriedly bowed. “I… I wouldn’t dare deceive Lord Sect Master. If not for our sect’s good feng shui and abundant spiritual energy, old pig here wouldn’t have broken through so quickly.”
“All of this is thanks to Lord Sect Master’s wise governance. Only then did I have the chance to step into the Sixth Order.”
Only then did Lu Qingyang slowly speak.
“No need for such pleasantries. Sit.”
As the words fell, a wooden armchair appeared out of thin air beneath Zhu Gangkai’s rear.
After sitting down, Zhu Gangkai felt uneasy in his heart, not knowing why Lu Qingyang had summoned him.
But before he could speak again, Lu Qingyang suddenly answered Zhu Gangkai’s question as if talking to himself.
Or perhaps as if comforting himself…
“These puppets were produced ahead of schedule by Jiangxin. In truth, the sect’s puppets were long since saturated.”
“But every time, I have Jiangxin overproduce. Even if there are extras, leaving them here to gather dust is fine.”
“Do you know why?”
“W-why? I don’t know…”
Zhu Gangkai shook his head like a rattle-drum.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang curled the corner of his mouth.
“Because once a person suffers a loss, the memory sticks fresh and they never forget it. So every moment, I think about keeping something in reserve… keeping something in reserve…”
“Of course, even if these puppets aren’t much of a trump card, they’re at least a bit useful, no?”
Hearing this, Zhu Gangkai could not help but shudder.
Only then did he recall that back in the sect, he had heard others say the Chaotian Sect’s predecessor was the one that annihilated the Demon Race.
No wonder Lu Qingyang hated the Demon Race so much!
“Lord Sect Master…”
Zhu Gangkai felt uneasy in his heart and could not help but speak, but when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.
“Enough. You probably don’t understand any of this. I called you here to ask — are you familiar with the Xuanji Clan?”
“The Xuanji Clan? Does Lord Sect Master mean the Beiming Xuanji Clan, one of the Demon Domain’s Overlords?”
“Hm? Demon Domain Overlord? Beiming Xuanji? Explain in detail!”
Lu Qingyang’s brow arched at these words.
Seeing Lu Qingyang seemed interested, Zhu Gangkai hurriedly spilled everything.
“The Beiming Xuanji Clan is one of the Five Overlords of the Demon Domain. Within their clan, there is not only an ordinary Demon Venerable, but even a Demon Race Supreme!”
“Oh? Then do you know which one Venerable Xuanji is?”
“Venerable Xuanji? Th-this… the Demon Venerables of the Xuanji Clan are almost all called that to outsiders…”
Hearing Lu Qingyang’s question, Zhu Gangkai was slightly stunned and could not help but scratch his head.
Lu Qingyang’s mouth twitched. He did not press further.
“Forget it. No need to know which one. Only need to know it’s a Demon Venerable of the Xuanji Demon Race.”
“No, as long as it’s the Xuanji Demon Race.”
“Even the egg yolk has to be shaken apart…”
After muttering inwardly, Lu Qingyang’s expression turned solemn. He slowly rose and walked toward Zhu Gangkai.
With each step, the pressure around him climbed.
By the time he looked down at Zhu Gangkai from on high, he had pushed his own aura to an extreme, as if he could crush all things.
Feeling this terrifying oppression, Zhu Gangkai could not help but tremble all over, unable even to speak smoothly.
“L-Lord Sect Master… what is it…”
Lu Qingyang’s mouth curved into a smile.
“Do you know where the Xuanji Clan’s lair is?”
“Th-this… old pig knows.”
Zhu Gangkai replied with a bitter face, bracing himself.
“Very good. You should know that you’ve lived to this day entirely because you’re still useful.”
“A fortune-teller said I would achieve greatness atop a mountain of ten thousand bones, but I don’t agree. I believe that once you step out to cultivate, whether you live or die is for you to decide.”
“I’ve also said the Chaotian Sect does not keep useless people. And you…”
Here, Lu Qingyang suddenly paused, gaze boring straight into Zhu Gangkai’s eyes.
“And you have followed me the shortest time, and your background is the cleanest.”
“Right now, I need you to do something extremely useful.”
“How you walk the road, you choose yourself.”