Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 41 - 41 41 Heavenly Puppet Sect

41: Chapter 41 Heavenly Puppet Sect 41: Chapter 41 Heavenly Puppet Sect “A zombie?”

At the moment when he heard the giant’s wailing, Xie Xuanyi realized.

Whether it’s Da Chu or Nanli, the Mechanical Techniques were actually just part of the legitimate Dao, although slightly unorthodox.

Unorthodox, but definitely not evil!

The evil technique of transforming living people into mechanisms, Xie Xuanyi had seen it in the hands of Evil Cultivators in the vast mountains, known as the “Art of Refining Zombies”.

This technique typically selected strong Body Refiners and through a process of blood and flesh sacrifice, turned them into so-called “zombies”.

This technique was against Heaven and humanity, and whether in Da Chu or Nanli, it was listed as a Forbidden Technique.

But the Evil Cultivators in the deep mountains of the South Border… they cared neither for morals nor for laws.

They just needed to abandon all principles, apply Blood Refining, and they could transform a living, strong young body into their own loyal servant, a Death Soldier who would bravely face fire and water for them.

Quite a few Evil Cultivators had refined their own “zombies”!

Xie Xuanyi clenched his hands around the scabbard, using it as a long saber, piercing it through Jia Liu’s chest.

He knew that the one he was confronting was merely a puppet; its true master was elsewhere, probably hiding nearby, manipulating the puppet zombie through Divine Sense to fight.

Now that he had gained the upper hand, this zombie had a strong physique, but unfortunately, the treacherous terrain of Chenqing Mountain was confined and narrow, leaving almost no room for close combat.

This sword pierced through it.

As long as Xie Xuanyi did not let go…

Even if the zombie had the strength of the heavens, it could not turn over.

“It seems you’re not only the esteemed large son believed by the Demon Country, but also the shady little ghost of the South Border that people hate to see.”

Xie Xuanyi released his hands, stepped on the sword hilt, and slowly stood up.

The wind blew up his black robe.

He looked around; all was silent.

The real Jia Liu was dormant within the wilderness of the mountains.

He finally understood what Jia Liu had been doing these last three days delaying the plan…

The identity of this South Border Evil Cultivator was truly terrible; presumably, he had suffered much hardship even entering the bounds of Qing State.

If he wasn’t mistaken, Jia Liu had two things to accomplish tonight during this trade.

The first was to obtain the finger bone.

The second was to kill Yi San.

“Aren’t you the same?”

In the midst of the chilling night wind echoing with a few taunting laughter.

“The details about Yi San provided by the Demon Country are quite distinct from you.

The reported Yi San is adept with a spear, at the peak of the Qi-controlling Realm.

You, lad, are only at the Qi Refining Realm, probably a Body Refiner, huh?

Clutching a broken sword, trying to pretend to be a Sword Cultivator?”

Upon hearing these words, Xie Xuanyi couldn’t help but laugh.

Interesting.

Really interesting.

From the tone of the other party, this “Jia Liu”, who deeply gained the trust of the venerable and was entrusted with an important task by the Demon Country, also appeared to be a fake?

“Since we are fellow practitioners, why resort to violence?”

Xie Xuanyi spoke lightly, “Why not come out and meet, turning hostility into friendship?”

Once he ascertained the identity of the zombie, he released his Divine Sense, covering most of Chenqing Mountain.

Though his Primordial Energy was faint, his Divine Soul was still mighty.

The Mechanical Control Technique greatly fears being exposed, and the behind-the-scenes master of this puppet must currently be residing within Chenqing Mountain!

Every transmission of sound would cause fluctuations in the Divine Soul.

Xie Xuanyi intended to stabilize this zombie master through conversation, and directly find out his hiding place!

“Nonsense.”

Once again, a cold laugh echoed through the mountains: “Who’s your fellow practitioner?

There’s only one Bai Ze’s finger bone, tonight either you die, or I perish!”

No sooner had these words fallen.

Xie Xuanyi softly chuckled, “Is that so, may I say your confidence might be a bit excessive?”

The next moment.

Xie Xuanyi’s gaze shifted towards a very secluded and dark corner deep within the Purple Bamboo Forest.

He kicked the sword again, but this time, what flew out was not just the scabbard, but the snow-white Flying Sword hidden within the scabbard!

Hum!

A thread of golden Primordial Energy clung to the Flying Sword, instantly piercing a hundred meters!

“…?”

The Flying Sword instantly disappeared into the darkness, and fresh blood splashed out from the depths of the Purple Bamboo Forest, accompanied by a pained grunt mixed with surprise, as a very delicate figure darted out from the shadows of the bamboo forest.

Xie Xuanyi gently lifted his hand.

The flying sword returned, sweeping back into his palm.

The entire process took only three or four breaths, and throughout, he was standing on the huge, robust puppet.

Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes; he hadn’t expected that Jia Liu, who had earned the trust of Demon Country, was a woman… yet her appearance could not compare with that of Shen Yan, a previous spy from Demon Country.

Jia Liu’s face was fierce, scarred, and shrouded in a black robe.

At this moment, she was clutching her shoulder with one hand.

Blood trickled out, flowing down through the gaps between her fingers.

Just a moment ago, Xie Xuanyi’s flying sword had been too fast for Jia Liu to anticipate her position being exposed… yet she showed little sign of pain now.

After being struck by the sword.

A smirk, unconcerned, formed on Jia Liu’s scar-filled face.

“There are many Evil Cultivators in South Border skilled in Mechanical Techniques,”

Xie Xuanyi looked at the woman before him and slowly began, “These dishonorable folks, to protect themselves, choose to band together.

Thus, they formed the ‘Heavenly Puppet Sect’, infamous like Yin Mountain… If I’m not mistaken, your technique of ‘Animating Corpses’ comes from the Heavenly Puppet Sect, right?”

“You know quite a lot,”

Jia Liu sneered coldly, “Talking about things that are dishonorable, what about you?

If you were honorable, why would you need to keep yourself hidden?

You wanted to meet me openly earlier, and now that we have met, why not remove that mask and talk?”

The Heavenly Puppet Sect excels in flaying and extracting bones, Blood Refining the living!

The “resin face mask” crafted by Xie Xuanyi was child’s play in their view, as they would literally flay an entire human face to craft a “Human Skin Mask”!

Jia Liu was an expert in this.

Thus, with one look, she could tell that Xie Xuanyi was wearing a fake mask.

Xie Xuanyi laughed lightly and shook his head.

“Choosing Chenqing Mountain as the meeting place, and having three full days, you surely didn’t prepare just one animate corpse, right?”

He twirled his sword, pointing its tip at the woman not far away.

“What do you think?”

Jia Liu still wore that unconcerned cold smirk.

After a pause, she slowly asked, “What do you think… am I, as a disciple of the Heavenly Puppet Sect, only skilled in the Blood Refining Mechanism Technique?”

Xie Xuanyi frowned slightly.

He noticed something very strange.

The wound in Jia Liu’s shoulder, previously pierced by the flying sword, was still bleeding.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this woman was very likely a cultivator of the Grotto Heaven Realm!

With the cultivation of Primordial Energy in Grotto Heaven Realm, closing wounds and stopping blood flow promptly was a simple task!

Wait… blood?

Xie Xuanyi looked down solemnly; the previously pristine and shiny blade of the flying sword had somehow acquired a crimson stain—the very blood it carried back when it pierced through Jia Liu’s shoulder.

“I love ‘devouring’ Body Refiners like you,”

As the woman clutched her shoulder, she chuckled madly, looking down.

The next moment, she abruptly raised her head—

At the center of her forehead, a strand of crimson light burst forth, solidifying into the shape of a vertical pupil.

Thousands of strands of blood mingled together, forming this vertical pupil.

The difference between the Grotto Heaven Realm and the Qi-controlling Realm was vast.

To step into this realm…

A cultivator needs to concentrate Primordial Energy at the location of their Dantian to create their own “Grotto Heaven Divine Mansion”!

Out of a thousand cultivators, there would likely be a thousand different “Grotto Heavens”.

Beyond this realm, the Grotto Heaven will become a cultivator’s source of power.

Due to differences in cultivation techniques, innate abilities, and various other factors, the disparity in strength at this realm could be vast.

Similarly, two cultivators of the Grotto Heaven Realm clashing might result in one overwhelming the other!

Three thousand Dao, billions of subtypes.

Each Grotto Heaven is considered a Dao seed, and as long as its master diligently cultivates and earnestly explores, it will manifest its unique Dao characteristics!

The path of cultivation starts at one’s feet.

One day, one can achieve Grotto Heaven.

This, then, is the origin of the term “Grotto Heaven.”

At this moment, the residual blood sticking to the blade of the flying sword resonated with the crimson vertical pupil opened on Jia Liu’s forehead.

A sense of crisis, far surpassing the night attack on Tai’an City, suddenly surged into Xie Xuanyi’s heart!

With a “bang,”

The flying sword exploded!

The Purple Bamboo Forest exploded into a massive cloud of blood mist!

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