The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 288 The New Puppet

Su Ninglong made Xiao Sun spit out the black ball of the Filthy Banquet Spirit.

The black sphere continuously emitted an ominous aura that affected its surroundings, as if it wanted to break free from its restraints.

The misty tentacles reached outwards, attempting to connect with the distant, mysterious spiritual space.

Su Ninglong heard a series of wails, but since the weapon-refining room had no door, these wails were completely shut out.

Frustrated and helpless, the black ball stretched out more tentacles, but it remained firmly in Suninglong's grasp.

Soon after, dozens of golden rays bearing runes floated from Su Ninglong's fingertips, coiling around her like layers of chains, and rushed into her body.

The black ball panicked. It had no eyes, but Su Ninglong could clearly feel it looking at her, the caster.

It wanted to lure her into falling into the abyss.

Su Ninglong's temples throbbed with pain. She never imagined that the Filthy Banquet Token, reduced to just a sphere, would still have the power to resist.

The golden runes slowly receded, and the black sphere could only desperately wave its tentacles. The golden light continued to subside, forcing all the tentacles to retract back into the black sphere's body.

These are some sealing techniques that Su Ninglong learned from the Bronze Gate. They are quite effective, but the runes are not perfect and can cause serious side effects.

She combined her weapon-forging techniques from her previous life and sealed the black ball inside a golden ball.

The golden ball is engraved with Buddhist scriptures, and Suninglong has carved a Pixiu (a mythical creature believed to ward off evil spirits) to protect the home, placing the golden ball in its mouth.

The restless golden ball fell completely silent.

Su Ninglong rewrote the program of the Throat of Aggregation Ring artifact, and after refining it, bound it to the golden orb.

Su Ninglong flipped her hand and placed the Pixiu into the heart of the new humanoid magic weapon inside the refining furnace.

A puppet with the exact same appearance as Su Ninglong slowly raised its head, and its lifeless eyes became lively.

Su Ninglong tilted her head, and the puppet tilted its head as well.

Su Ninglong blinked, and it blinked too.

Su Ninglong touched her chin, and it touched its own chin.

They were looking at each other like mirrors.

Su Ninglong stared intently at the puppet. Its skin was fair and delicate, so smooth it seemed like it could be broken with a touch, and its eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it were shy.

"I'm so beautiful!" Su Ninglong exclaimed. She was almost falling in love with herself. No wonder Qi Shen always wanted to be close to her.

It's all because of her appearance; she's a stunningly beautiful woman who could cause any disaster.

Su Ninglong stretched out her hand, and the puppet obediently extended its hand as well.

When the two hands touched, Suninglong could feel the warmth under her skin.

She cut open the puppet's skin, and bright red blood dripped down; everything looked just like a living person.

Before long, the skin healed, recovering even faster than it had before.

As expected of a puppet powered by the Filthy Spirit, it has already approached the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Once the sacred artifact is made, it must be tested.

Su Ninglong only had a thought in mind, and without her having to instruct the puppet to do anything, it understood her command and went to wake Qi Shen.

In the sun-drenched bedroom, Qi Shen was fast asleep with his head covered.

Suddenly there was a loud knocking on the door.

Qi Shen found it noisy, lazily turned over, smelling the tea-scented quilt, and ignored the knocking.

"Qi Shen, get up."

It was Su Ninglong's voice.

Qi Shen shuddered. The voice was familiar, but he had a feeling that something was wrong with Su Ninglong outside.

Her voice is too gentle; Su Ninglong doesn't have that quality.

A sweep of divine sense revealed two identical Su Ninglongs standing outside.
Qi Shen: "..." Twins?

Even twins couldn't possibly look this alike. Qi Shen became interested, and with a flick of his finger, the door opened automatically.

Two Su Ninglong walked in, both with identical mischievous expressions. At first glance, it was impossible to tell which one was the real one.

I could hear the sound of blood flowing under my skin, and my heart was pounding.

However, Qi Shen had a unique way of distinguishing them. He poked one of Su Ninglong's cheeks with his fingertip, and "Su Ninglong" turned her head away from his finger.

He pointed his finger at another person, who didn't flinch but showed a look of disgust.

The former is false, the latter is true.

Su Ninglong wasn't afraid of him at all, and once she got to know him, she wouldn't make any unnecessary dodging movements.

Because Su Ninglong truly understood that if he had designs on her, she couldn't escape him.

Qi Shen then went to play with the puppet, and quickly pinched its nose, saying, "Make one for me."

"Help you slack off?" Su Ninglong said irritably.

Neither the Filthy Spirit nor the Red Core of the Gathering Throat are easy to obtain. Not to mention the rarity of the materials, even with the same materials, it's not guaranteed that such a similar puppet could be successfully crafted.

Su Ninglong had a clear understanding of herself, which enabled her to create the puppet.

Su Ninglong: "This is something that even money can't buy."

Qi Shen, dressed in loose pajamas, his delicate collarbone and sexy Adam's apple flashing before Su Ninglong's eyes, said, "Star coins won't do, but I can sell my body."

Su Ninglong crossed her arms and looked at him, clearly unmoved. "Your flesh isn't worth that much." If she really paid with her flesh, who knows who would suffer the loss.

Qi Shen really liked this puppet, and couldn't help but look at it again and again. "Then give this to me, I want to take it back as my girlfriend. The life of a Guardian is too lonely."

Su Ninglong: "..."

"Get lost." Is this some kind of adult toy doll?
Knowing it was impossible, Qi Shen shrugged. His wish couldn't be fulfilled, so he lay back down on the bed and said irritably, "Why did you wake me up so early? Is there something you need? If not, get out of here. I haven't had enough sleep yet."

"If you have something to say, get up and tell me how you could tell me apart from her." Su Ninglong came here, of course, to take advantage of Qi Shen's abilities, who could be considered the most authoritative and powerful person in the human world.

If he also has difficulty distinguishing things, it would be easy for him to deceive others.

Qi Shen turned to the side, his long silver-gray hair swept behind him, and his abs were faintly visible under the hem of his pajamas, exuding a masculine and alluring charm.

Su Ninglong's gaze lingered on his abs; someone with such good looks and a great physique should show them off more.

"Do you like her a lot?" Qi Shen tugged at the corner of his clothes, not giving up, and said, "Give her to me, and you'll be allowed to touch her."

The puppet is like a second clone of oneself. If Qi Shenzhen were to use it as a girlfriend, she would also have feelings for it.

Su Ninglong refused firmly, saying seriously, "Let's get down to business."

"Hmph, your eyes offended you first." Qi Shen chuckled and pointed at the puppet, saying, "It's hard to tell from her appearance, but her breathing and heartbeat are too stable. A real person can't maintain the same heartbeat rhythm all the time. When you were staring at my abs just now, your body temperature rose a little."

Su Ninglong nodded, agreeing. She would adjust herself later. "Also, when you see a handsome guy like me, you can't help but glance at him a few more times, but she has always remained pure and detached from worldly desires."

"Are you addicted to teasing me?" Su Ninglong glared at him.

Don't you like my appearance?

Qi Shen's features were stunning, and his unique hair and eye colors made him truly an outstanding person in appearance.

But that's all that matters!
Su Ninglong likes his appearance, but she doesn't have any romantic feelings for him.

Old Ancestor Su was once high and mighty, but now his strength is inferior to others.

Qi Shen is a domineering person. Does he expect her to be subservient to him and obedient?
"I also like my dad, my cheap brother, Lei Lei, Song Hu, Lian Xinyi... I like them all, I might as well marry them all."

Qi Shen got out of bed. Although they had only known each other for a short time, he inexplicably understood Su Ninglong.

She is who she is.

As one's strength grows, emotions tend to fade. Qi Shen has always maintained a certain willfulness to balance that detachment.

He actually knew what this feeling was called: misanthropy!

Her silver hair was slightly disheveled and draped over her plain-colored pajamas, her eyes looked listless, pitiful, and innocent.

"I'm just telling the truth. You can't be sarcastic to me. I get hurt too."

Qi Shen's act of showing weakness aroused some pity in Su Ninglong.

How infuriating! A beautiful woman can do nothing wrong, and since I'm beautiful too, everything I do is right!
Su Ninglong, feeling soft-hearted, offered her hand, "Princess Qi, Xing Qingping came to see you. Principal Yan dragged him to walk along the mountain path. Do you want to go see what's going on?"

Qi Shen glanced at her lightly, his slightly curled silver eyelashes fluttering up and down, and a hint of joy flashed in his icy blue eyes.

I have to see Xing Qingping's antics. I wonder if the steady and mature Xing Qingping will still be able to tell him to go back home after being exhausted by the mountain trail.

Since Su Ninglong extended the invitation so sincerely, he magnanimously accepted her kindness.

Qi Shen deliberately ignored the title of Princess Qi.

He changed out of his pajamas in front of Su Ninglong, completely disregarding the difference between men and women.

After changing his clothes and turning around, the puppet was gone. He blurted out without thinking, "Where's my girlfriend?"

Su Ninglong ignored him and planned to ascend the mountain on her sword. Qi Shen, pulling her along, didn't care about expending his spiritual energy and tore open a space between them.

He sat under the eaves of the house on the mountaintop, enthusiastically setting out a tea table, tea pets, and snacks from his spatial ring, and casually placed a soft cushion under his bottom.

The climate of this planet can now be completely controlled by humans. As soon as she sat down, snowflakes began to fall. Su Ninglong caught one and thought, "It's another cold winter."

Sitting in front of the wooden house, looking at the towering skyscrapers in the distance, it felt like a dream.

Although I didn't particularly like snowy days when I was little, I had a lot of fun rolling around in the snow like a ball, wearing thick clothes.

Seeing Xingyuan's forehead covered in black lines, Su Ninglong was even happier.

Neither of them felt the cold. Su Ninglong specially wore a light blue dress, two gemstone rings on her fingers, and two delicate hair ribbons with dark patterns hanging down her head.

Qi Shen was still wearing a long black robe, with a unique ring on each thumb, and a circle of divine gold artifacts hanging from his bare ankles. Their purpose was unknown, but the material alone was incredibly valuable.

The two of them resembled spoiled and extravagant playboys.

Qi Shen, in particular, was very relaxed, with one leg bent and his arm resting on his knee. He watched intently as Xing Qingping, with his "old cold legs" and lifeless eyes, climbed upwards.

"Haha, this is a fantastic spot."

Su Ninglong was holding a cup of hot tea when she suddenly heard Qi Shen say, "The Key of Prophecy, the Secret Spirit Token, and the Token of the Killer are all related to the Bronze Gate. When you go to the ruins of the Darkest Hour, if you encounter this gate, do not be reckless and approach it."

"What exactly did the superintelligent beings do back then?" Last time, Qi Shen only mentioned that the superintelligent beings caused trouble, but Su Ninglong wanted to know more: "I asked Teacher Navic, and he said he didn't know, but I feel that he was hiding something."

“I haven’t seen it, so I don’t know. I learned the general outline of the story from others, but its veracity is unknown. They said that the super-intelligent entity was led to the bronze door and, tempted by it, committed all sorts of crazy acts of smashing it.” Qi Shen summarized in one sentence, “What they smashed down evolved into three things.”

Indeed, the higher one climbs, the more truths about the world one learns.

He either wants to stay away or he wants to control; which one does Qi Shen belong to right now?

Su Ninglong asked out of sheer curiosity, "So who is the culprit, or which organization?"

"How do you know it must be a person? Whether it's a person or a ghost, nobody knows. All the crazy superintelligent beings from back then are dead. I was once interested in the history of this world, but after pursuing it, I lost my way."

Because you don't know what you can do?
From the moment he opened his eyes in his palace, his memories were hazy. The universe had changed beyond recognition, the world had transformed beyond recognition, and he could find no familiar sights. He had always been like a rootless duckweed, and after learning some of the truths, he became even more confused.

Su Ninglong pondered the melancholy between Qi Shen's brows, "If you really don't know where to go, you can come here more often. I can give you this house. It's a space that belongs only to you, where you can see the myriad lives at the foot of the mountain every day."

Everything that happens inside the formation can be clearly seen here.

The wonder of life lies in its brilliance and brevity; the longer one lives, the more one enjoys witnessing the vibrant lives of others.

Qi Shen guessed that he was just affected by the ominous atmosphere and was occasionally feeling down. Having a place to go would naturally help him calm down.

"If I want this sacred artifact, can you give it to me?"

"Here, as long as you can help me find a second spiritual vein, I'll give it to you, only to you." Su Ninglong's doting manner can make people willingly fall for her.

That kind of pampering isn't about being unruly and willful, but rather a special feeling that's uniquely yours.

Even the calm heart of Qi Shen, a lifelong bachelor, couldn't help but ripple.

He curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I have nowhere to put it anyway, so just give me this house."

Unbeknownst to them, another person had appeared at the foot of the mountain: Kong Lingzhong and his secretary had also stepped onto the Deer Cry Ladder.

Upon entering the illusion array, Kong Lingzhong encountered a phantom resembling Su Ninglong.

The two of them actually became childhood sweethearts, got married, had children, and lived a very sweet and happy life for a while.

But the illusion array wasn't meant to grant people's wishes, and soon after, various tragedies began to occur.

Qi Shen initially watched with a dark expression, but later burst into unrestrained laughter, overjoyed.

Serves them right; people with delusions don't deserve to be happy.

Su Ninglong's emotions remained unchanged. It's perfectly normal to have some fantasies when faced with handsome men and beautiful women.

In her previous life, when she was at the Foundation Establishment stage, she even had feelings for a senior brother who entered the sect at the same time.

After his cultivation surpassed that of his senior brother, that initial goodwill naturally vanished, and his heart became as still as water.

Once Xing Qingping reached the finish line, Qi Shen closed the curtain that had been used to peek inside the Deer Cry Ladder formation and smiled as he looked at the middle-aged man with golden eyes, who was drenched in sweat.

"Would you like some tea, Director? I was just about to head back when I was surprised they sent you."

The young man who served the tea had such an infuriating expression that Xing Qingping choked.

You should have told me in advance, instead of making me run around everywhere.

Xing Qingping patted the dust off his clothes. The sound of deer calling echoed in the mountains and forests. All the hidden injuries left on his body from years ago had healed, and his mental fatigue had vanished.

Xing Qing calmly caught the teacup, looking at its reflection. The fine lines on his forehead had disappeared without him noticing.