I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia's fist came down again!

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death—Aaaaaaah—"

A moment later, Feng Xia looked at the young man who had fallen to the ground again, and stroked his chin, lost in thought: "This is troublesome. Is the physical body of a true god really this strange? When I extracted that wisp of his will, the flesh of this hand immediately decayed and disintegrated. Only by putting it back in can the flesh be kept fresh..."

This is a bit tricky.

Feng Xia didn't know much about the True God realm and couldn't explain what was going on.

"It would be such a waste to remove his consciousness; all that flesh and blood would just turn to dust. But if we don't do that, this guy is a restless time bomb..."

As Feng Xia pondered, the young man quietly hunched over, moving like a large green caterpillar, trying to escape Feng Xia's clutches.

"Damn it, I'm just making a tactical retreat, not really trying to escape! It's just that this guy is still here, which is definitely more or less strange than usual..."

In fact, in this young man's heart, the eeriness of Fengxia far surpassed that of those terrifying zombies and rotting corpses.

After all, it was Feng Xia who brought him here!

“Let me think. Consciousness must reside within a physical body; this is the prerequisite for the next step. And what I need is his body, not this wisp of his will. Come to think of it, this seems somewhat like…”

As soon as Feng Xia turned his head, he saw the young man trying to escape.

The latter's body immediately froze.

"You...you've already seen it! All your schemes are destined to fail..."

"Don't be afraid." Feng Xia thought for a moment and gave a kind smile. "It won't hurt much next."

"No—uh ...

Time passed slowly.

At one point, Feng Xia finally clapped his hands in satisfaction, looking at the masterpiece in front of him, and kept clicking his tongue in amazement: "The foundation of the True God's body is indeed amazing. I've done so much to it and nothing has happened. If it were made of ordinary materials, it would probably have fallen apart long ago."

"..."

There were still some materials left from the collection seven hundred years ago, so Feng Xia took them all out at once.

—Since we can't separate will from flesh and bone, why not just not separate them at all?

The inspiration for this operation comes from the Eastern Emperor Continent.

Later generations of supernatural beings on the Eastern Emperor Continent chose to refine the Great Dao Dharma Image into divine weapons. By extension, could we also refine the physical body into divine weapons and magical treasures?

Of course, even someone as simple-minded as Feng Xia would know that this approach is similar to Donghuang's Divine Weapon Path, making future advancement extremely difficult. In a sense, it completely abandons the future.

But he's not using his own physical body, right?

"Come on, if there's anything you're not happy about, you can tell me now."

"..."

You son of a bitch, at least let me say something!

The young man, who had been turned into a humanoid combat puppet, tried to open his mouth, only to find that his lips were tightly closed together, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not separate them even slightly.

Not to mention launching a strong protest against Fuuka.

However, it was only at this moment that he finally realized that this mysterious and terrifying young man had actually turned his severed hand into a combat puppet!

His hand bones became the backbone of the battle puppet; his flesh and blood formed the puppet's body; his tendons were forged into a bow, connected to the battle puppet; and his blood became a powerful energy center!

In addition, many divine gold and precious materials were incorporated into his flesh and blood. Under the connection of dense and mysterious patterns, his already powerful divine body became even more amazing, just like a humanoid killing weapon!

"Hmm, as expected, my treasure-forging skills have improved again. That sword wasn't forged in vain."

He circled the completed battle puppet a few times: "Oh right, you're still missing a name..."

"..." I have a name! I have a name!

My name is... wait, what was it again?

Yes, what is my name?

It seems to be a scene... scene what?

Oh right... Jing Qian!

At this moment, Feng Xia had already made a decision by pounding his palm: "You were almost the Terminator, clearly a tough guy, but seeing that you're also as stupid as an idiot, why not take half of both and call you Pervert Number One from now on?"

"???"

Why does this name sound so ominous?!

Before Jing Qian could even process his new name, Feng Xia placed a jade slip on his forehead and then issued the first command he had received in his puppet career:

"Come on, prove Goldbach's Conjecture."

"???"

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"Looks like it's really not going to work."

Feng Xia rubbed her chin with a regretful expression, and after a moment gave a second command: "Three breaths, and transform into a young lady!"

Pervert Number One, Jing Qian: "???"

Is this person out of their mind?

Could it be that the reason this person I met seemed so mysterious was simply because they were mentally unstable?

In an instant, Jing Qian was left with only exhaustion and a lack of love.

"As expected, not every command can be executed completely."

"..."

That's utter nonsense!

Even though Jing Qian wasn't an expert in crafting magical artifacts, he at least knew one principle: no matter what kind of divine weapon or artifact it was, its power was bestowed by the craftsman.

You don't even know how, so how do you expect me to?!

I have no idea!

However, no matter how much resentment Jing Qian harbored, his ability to speak was firmly locked. Although this puppet body was made from his flesh and blood, the control over it no longer belonged to him.

He wanted to speak, wanted to spray Feng Xia's face, but at this moment, he couldn't even open his mouth.

Faced with this situation, Feng Xia suddenly thought of an emoji that she often saw when chatting in the group chat.

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Feng Xia's eyes darted around, scrutinizing Jing Qian from side to side: "But it doesn't matter if I can't prove Goldbach's Conjecture, becoming a young lady is something I might consider..."

In an instant, Jing Qian felt a chill run down his spine... Well, at this moment, he couldn't even manage to get a chill down his spine.

He could only watch helplessly as Feng Xia's clutches grew larger and larger in his field of vision.

Then do whatever you want.

"nailed it."

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Qian's consciousness returned to clarity.

He noticed that he had left that strange long street and was now following closely behind Feng Xia, walking in a rather busy and bustling sect.

"Hello, Master!"

"Meet the Headmaster!"

Along the way, people kept bowing to Feng Xia.

Some people also noticed Jing Qian behind Feng Xia and secretly showed a hint of surprise. However, they quickly understood what was going on and pretended not to see Jing Qian's presence.

Sect Leader?

Is this guy who suddenly appeared and caused trouble actually an idiot?

Jing Qian's doubts deepened. Before taking action against the Xuan Yuan World, he had learned about the current situation of this world. If Feng Xia was the leader of a sect, he would definitely not have been completely unaware of it!

"Strange, the spiritual energy environment of this guy's sect is quite amazing. Where did he come from?"

However, even though Jing Qian had a million questions in his heart, after his body was silenced by Feng Xia, he really couldn't ask a single question.

Finally, he saw a girl in a black dress walking towards Feng Xia, followed by a snake demon girl, and a large fox chasing after them.

The girl in the black dress was slightly surprised: "A-Xia, who is this guy...?"

The snake demon girl narrowed her eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in her golden pupils.

Feng Xia remained silent for a moment, then chose the simplest and most understandable explanation:

"Male, before he died."

"?"

Jing Qian slowly uttered a question mark.

The two girls, on the other hand, immediately understood.

Instead, Bai Xiao, a fox spirit who had abruptly stopped, suddenly widened her eyes, staring at Feng Xia with teary eyes: "Young Master, you're lying! This guy's chest is so big, how could he be a man? Waaah... You wouldn't even take my human form—"

“You’re not like this guy.”