Building a sect from scratch.

"If the Dragon King of Zhenhai does not mind, you may give it a try."

As soon as Fang Xianyu finished speaking, Yinglong King, who was standing to the side, immediately put on a hesitant expression.

She wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but then she remembered the situation of Baili Shuang, who walked in the form of a puppet, and she felt a little unsure—could it be that this mere human cultivator really has some wonderful methods?
"Good, good, good," the Dragon King of Zhenhai was still very excited, saying "good" several times before sincerely saying, "Young friend, just tell me what you need, and I will do my best to fulfill it!"

"No need, no need. My sect's inheritance is special and it's not troublesome. It's just that I really don't know what the original form of this Fellow Daoist 'Ji Yuan' is. I'm afraid the body I refine won't be the same as his original appearance."

The Dragon King of Zhenhai humbly replied, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to think about these things! To have the chance to live is already a blessing from Heaven and a debt of gratitude to you. How could I dare to ask for anything more!"

Fang Xianyu had no choice but to say, "Then I'll give it a try first. If there's anything wrong with the puppet I make, I'll fix it."

"It is entirely up to you."

Fang Xianyu nodded, then raised her hand to condense her spiritual power. She then secretly mobilized the system's energy points, transforming the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into flesh, torso, and bones. The surrounding spiritual energy was rapidly contracted in front of her, creating airflow and a sudden gust of wind.

A large mass of dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and the rumble of thunder could be faintly heard from within the clouds.

This was a situation that Fang Xianyu had never encountered before when casually creating puppet bodies for players!

Such a grand spectacle, while initially causing tension, also filled Pingjun, the Dragon King of Zhenhai, and several other dragons with anticipation. Only the Dragon King Ying raised his chin, sniffed rapidly, and his expression changed drastically—

"This is... the aura of an ancient magical artifact, imbued with divine intent!"

Strictly speaking, Yinglong Wang is already considered an old dragon. As the oldest, most senior, and most powerful member of the Yinglong clan, she personally witnessed the era when the ancient gods still existed in the Guixu Realm.

Of course, the dragon race's personality has always been polarized. Some dragons, relying on being favored by the Heavenly Dao and born with innate intelligence and spiritual awakening, find cultivation easy and enlightenment simple, thus becoming extremely lazy, sleeping for hundreds of years at a time, and even taking a nap can make them pass several years. Others are extremely diligent, dedicated to becoming immortals and proving the Dao, even possessing a strange sense of "mission."

The latter are represented by dragons like the Tai Shui Dragon King and the Zhen Hai Dragon King, while the former are naturally represented by dragons like the Ying Long King.

Precisely because Yinglongwang often takes a nap for several years, and sometimes sleeps for hundreds of years, the content about the gods in ancient times in her memory is not vague. It was at the moment when Fang Xianyu truly used the system energy points to create a puppet that she discovered the clue!
Although Yinglong Wang's voice was not loud, none of the people present were ordinary people, so they all heard it clearly.

Pingjun and the Dragon King of Zhenhai, among other dragons, either looked bewildered or puzzled. Only Fang Xianyu remained outwardly calm, but his heart suddenly tightened.

She had speculated countless times about what her "system" was and tried to find its origin, but she could never find the answer.

The conjecture of "the magic weapon of the ancient gods" is naturally included, but it was also rejected because this system appeared in her "body" in the form of a combination of modern flower language and Arabic numerals when it first appeared.

Although initially there was only the information "system energy points" and the number following it, it should not be something from the Void Realm, so there was no way to guess what kind of ancient god's magic weapon it was.

but……

The Blue Star Realm is a spiritless world, so such a thing couldn't possibly exist there!
Fang Xianyu's doubts, which he had put aside for many years, were rekindled by Yinglongwang's words.

Despite her turbulent thoughts, Fang Xianyu was still using system energy points to create a puppet. To be honest, she had created quite a few humans, but this was her first time creating a dragon, and she was a little unsure—she herself hadn't really observed the dragon's form closely enough!
In this atmosphere, her burden as the sect leader of the Taiyin Sect made her too embarrassed to ask someone to perform a dragon transformation for her to study and observe. So she could only temporarily rummage through various game models on the Chinese internet, frowning as she copied... cough, for reference.

The Dragon King of the Sea... what kind of dragon is he again?

Hmm, it looks like a jiaolong? Or a chilong? It can't be a kuilong! Could it be a zhulong?
Taking advantage of the gathering spiritual energy, Fang Xianyu hesitated for a long time before finally making a decision—

Never mind! I'll just sculpt this coolest model! Anyway, who cares about race? Being cool is for life!
Thinking this way, the camel's head, shrimp's eyes, deer's antlers, ox's nose, dog's mouth, catfish whiskers, lion's mane, eagle's claws, fish scales, and snake's tail all resembled it to some extent. Its four claws were like iron hooks, its scales were the color of green jade, its two huge horns were majestic, and its pair of white rope-like whiskers waved in the wind, exuding a solemn and dignified aura.

King Yinglong frowned as he watched the colossal beast emerge from the raging wind.

The Dragon King of Zhenhai opened his mouth, wanting to say, "My son will never grow up to have such an imposing manner," but in the end, he swallowed his words back.

Now that things have come to this, no one doubts what Fang Xianyu said anymore.

In the Realm of Returning to Nothingness, the laws of Heaven determine the nobility and baseness of fate, as well as the quality of things. When high-grade magic treasures and spiritual artifacts are forged, their emergence is always accompanied by extraordinary celestial phenomena, though these phenomena are sometimes vast in scale and sometimes imperceptible. Although puppets are also products of crafting, they cannot be simply called magic treasures or spiritual artifacts; they must be considered separately, and it has never been heard of them triggering extraordinary celestial phenomena!
In any case, a puppet crafted by Fang Xianyu that can attract calamity clouds and thunderstorms is certainly not an ordinary puppet.

Just then, several dragons who knew nothing about weapon crafting or puppet making began to marvel, whispering among themselves—

"With such a big corner, it must hurt terribly if you hit it!"

"Its scales are so beautiful! I've never seen such a bluish-green color before!"

"The claws are so well-proportioned!"

"It has a lot of whiskers on its chin, I feel like it will be difficult to maintain in the future!"

"But I must say, it's actually quite pretty, just a little strange!"

"Isn't the tail a bit too small?"

"Its body is way too long! It looks like a snake!"

"Ji Yuan doesn't look like this, does he? I certainly don't remember Zhenhai Shenjun looking like this!"

"Do you think I should get a mustache like that? It looks really imposing..."

As the dragons whispered among themselves, Fang Xianyu finished shaping the dragon-shaped puppet. Then, she waved her hand to disperse the gale and gently brushed away the dark clouds in the sky with her spiritual power. Instantly, the sky cleared and the air became fresh, as if nothing had happened. Only the huge, azure dragon puppet lay quietly on the ground, seemingly fast asleep.

(End of this chapter)