My teacher is a deity.

Death is not uncommon in the dungeon.

Every day, new adventurers die at the jaws of beasts; being an adventurer is never a safe or reliable profession.

However, some deaths cannot be ignored.

Vichy stood in the crowd, watching as Gabo placed Emily's body into the coffin.

"Please accept my condolences. This is the payment she left with me."

Vichy handed the gold coins to Gabo, who was in a daze for a while before recognizing Vichy.

"It's you, my friend."

Gabo took the gold coin, his hands trembling, tears streaming down his cheeks once more, the round coin falling to the side.

"What use are these gold coins to me? I can't even save my own niece."

"She must, she absolutely wants to go find Yedu."

Vichy's eyes flickered slightly, and he remained silent for a long time. He and Emily were just casual acquaintances, but he still felt very sad.

"teacher......."

Shi Qing did not respond at all, but not responding is also a form of response.

The words he had said earlier still echoed in Vichy's ears.

She quickened her pace a little.

There are five stages in tempering one's bones.

These are respectively: poison ingestion, cold resistance, fire protection, wind resistance, and metal forging.

She has already finished swallowing the poison; there are four more to go.

In addition, there has been progress in blood refining.

Refining blood does not rely on external objects; it requires maintaining the circulation of qi and blood to condense scattered blood into essence blood, which can only be achieved through time.

According to the original plan, I needed to maintain twelve hours of blood refining every day, which was very difficult and tiring.

But now she intends to maintain it.

Shi Qing didn't quite support Vixi's idea, but he was still preparing to refine some energizing pills for her.

at the same time.

Night City.

Sargeras slowly opened his eyes and stepped out of the pool of blood.

The magical energy channels within him have increased.

"You're almost at fourth rank, that's fast, Sargeras."

Mansa stood by the blood pool, her tone a mixture of amazement and envy.

She watched Sargeras grow up.

It has only been three years since I received the blessing here and gained the ability to plunder others.

Even monks from major churches don't advance at such a rapid pace.

But Sargeras just stared coldly at Mansa.

In the past, he would have said some humble words, but now he only felt annoyed and had an unnamed murderous intent in his heart.

Sensing Sargeras's malice, Mansa frowned slightly.

"Some maggots have invaded Green Valley. If you want to kill people, go kill those adventurers."

"That's what the bishop said."

"bishop?"

Sargeras grinned, revealing white teeth through the mouths on his body.

"Oh, he went to duel with Ryan. No wonder he hasn't bothered me these days."

"Watch your tone. You are indeed the chosen one, but you should show respect to the bishop."

And you are not the only one to receive this gift.

"Oh?"

Sargeras immediately became interested upon hearing this.

"There are other recipients? Why didn't the princess tell me?"

Princess Blood Saint is dead.

You're a madman; all you're hearing is your own delirium.

Mansa wanted to say that, but Sargeras in front of her was clearly not quite right in the head, and became even more insane after eating more vampires.

She had no doubt that if she dared to question the Blood Saint Princess, this madman would kill her.

Even though he was a priest.

"Her name is Vichy, and she's probably also a victim of the Bloody Christmas."

"It would be even better if you could find her."

Sargeras raised an eyebrow and muttered Vichy's name again.

He remembered this vampire friend who was also a victim.

After a moment of silence, Sargeras emerged from the pool of blood.

"I will go out hunting to test my newfound power."

"Of course, the more the better, it would be best to kill all those maggots."

Mansa smiled and made way for Sargeras.

"Oh, and one more thing. Recently, in order to supply your needs, we've killed many people, and some adventurers have already hired puppets to fight us."

......

For several days, Vishi explored the dungeon.

The underground city of Green Valley has rugged and complex roads and diverse ecosystems.

Aside from the initial hunt for the Aomori python, which was relatively easy, the remaining trials were not so straightforward.

It can withstand cold, be tempered by fire, resist wind, and be forged into gold.

You need to find the Ice Lizard, Fire Dragon Lizard, Harpy, and Gilded Lion respectively.

The ice lizard and fire dragon lizard were alright; after wandering around and asking many adventure groups, they finally found the monsters' whereabouts after spending some gold coins.

We've arrested quite a few in just a few days, and they're practically eating them up.

But harpies and gilded lions are much harder to find.

The reason is simple: these two types of monsters are among the best of the second-tier monsters, and they are located in the middle to rear of the Green Valley Dungeon.

I'm not able to go that deep yet.

Unless you hire an adventurer's party, but adventurer's parties that dare to go that deep are very expensive.

"Ultimately, it all comes down to money."

Vichy sighed, touched his empty wallet, and lamented how quickly money could be spent.

She then looked at Shi Qing beside her.

These past few days, Shi Qing has rarely spoken to her, instead focusing on studying a newly purchased magic book, "The Beginner's Guide to Making Magical Puppets."

"Will the teacher still make magical puppets?"

"Of course I would! Why wouldn't I? Do you think I'm a sword cultivator?"

"What are the differences between the puppets in the teacher's hometown and the puppets here?"

Shi Qing paused for a moment, then closed the book and pondered for a while.

"Everything in our area is handcrafted by skilled artisans."

"?"

"It means we have different approaches."

Shi Qing put down his book and explained seriously, "Our puppets are called spirit puppets, which are generally divided into normal spirit puppets and spirit puppets created by puppet cultivators."

"I can build the former; it's usually used for scouting and blocking attacks."

"As for the spirit puppets created by puppet cultivators, well, very few people can explain clearly which one is the true form, the puppet itself or the puppet itself."

"But the approach to puppetry here is quite different: industrialization, um, industrialized production, mass production."

Shi Qing thought for a while before digging out this ancient word from the dictionary.

In fact, the Empire does fit the description of puppets very well, sending a large number of mediocre first-tier mages into the puppetry field.

These first-tier mages who were essentially screwing in screws were jokingly called "flowing mages" because they used all their skills to assemble magical puppets.

"Not all puppet mages can only assemble things. I heard that the Empire and the Ancient Elves have reached an agreement."

Some advanced puppet mages have already gone to study with the ancient elves.

Seeing this, Vichy couldn't help but explain, since becoming a puppeteer was one of her previous career aspirations.

"Ha, I doubt it."

Shi Qing shook his head. He was not optimistic about the development of the Empire's puppets. Most of their knowledge came from the ancient elves, which not only lacked a foundation but also made it easy for them to fall into the trap of using backdoors.

He even came across some very dangerous comments.

Some puppeteers claim that merging with puppets is the right path and have begun replacing their own limbs, fusing themselves with puppet technology.

This idea surprisingly has considerable support within the empire.

Vichy was puzzled, but she couldn't argue with Shi Qing on this point, as the latter's perspective far surpassed hers.