Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

After saying, "Don't hit him, he can't withstand one punch from you," Han Laomo patted the puppet on the back of the head.

Then he straightened up and waved his hand.

"It's finished. You two go back and rest. You don't need to come back tomorrow morning."

"Yes, disciple takes his leave."

The two did not dare to linger for even a moment longer.

Who knows what perverted things Han Li might do to the Foundation Establishment puppet in her cave?

Li Tianran and Zhao Ling left the stone chamber.

When Li Tianran came out of Han Laomo's cave, his fingers were still trembling.

He used both hands for five days and five nights without stopping, and used up his spiritual energy four times in total.

My body has reached its limit!

He looked down at his hands, which were covered with dense streaks and blisters.

The fingers that held the carving knife were no longer recognizable as their original color, and the knuckles were swollen.

Damn it, they're really treating him like a machine.

Li Tianran stood at the door for a moment, tilting his head back to inhale the cold air outside.

The gray fog still had that faint sulfur smell, but it was much more pleasant than the bloody cinnabar odor in the stone chamber.

Zhao Ling walked beside him.

Her legs were so swollen that she could barely walk, and she had to lean against the stone wall to catch her breath after every few steps.

She walked with a limp and a swaying waist, which, combined with her tall and slender figure, gave her the air of a model.

Her red lips were dry, cracked, and peeling, but her eyes remained indifferent.

The two walked in silence for a while.

Li Tianran remained silent, still plotting how to make a quick buck before escaping.

Neither of them spoke, but they both knew what the other was likely to do next.

That is to refine the blood essence on my body and escape the Blood Sect.

Li Tianran knew that he and Zhao Ling were not on the same path.

She's the kind of person who, for the sake of cultivation or to complete a mission, would casually kill innocent prisoners, or even massacre an entire city.

Extremely indifferent, doesn't care about anything.

The two remained silent and walked side by side to the fork in the road.

Li Tianran took a few steps and then looked back.

He discovered that she was still standing at the crossroads, her back to him, her tall and graceful figure somewhat blurred in the gray fog.

"Take care of yourself!"

Zhao Ling's cold voice rang out, devoid of any emotion.

"good!"

Li Tianran chuckled and looked away.

Zhao Ling also took a step and disappeared into the fog.

……

Fifteen minutes later.

Back in the cave, the stone door closed.

Li Tianran took out the items one by one and arranged them on the stone bed.

He had three talismans: Blood Transformation Technique, Void Escape Talisman, and Golden Shield Talisman. He was already wearing his magic robe inside his gray robe.

Han Laomo is currently focused on adjusting the puppet and cannot pay attention to him for the time being.

He would never return Ma Rou's things.

There are two things I need to do before I leave.

Harvest the last batch of Blood Spirit Grass and find Shen Qing.

He had promised to take her with him.

After descending the mountain, they went their separate ways.

I thought about it for a moment.

He pushed open the stone door and walked through the gray mist toward the spirit field.

Several blood slaves were squatting on the edge of the field, watering the land. He squatted down next to field number nine.

They pulled up the mature Blood Spirit Grass one by one by the roots, shook off the soil from the roots, and stacked them into the storage bag.

He worked quickly, finishing harvesting his assigned field in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

He stood up, brushed the mud off his knees, and went straight to the woodshed.

I haven't seen Shen Qing for five days, and I wonder what state he's in.

She must have witnessed firsthand the annihilation of her sect's powerful members by Old Demon Han.

Li Tianran thought for a moment and then pushed open the door to the woodshed.

Ok?

His gaze swept over the area, but it was empty!

The bronze pot was still on the stove, and there was half a bowl of water in it.

The lid of the hemostatic ointment box next to the stove wasn't screwed on tightly, and the ointment had dried out, with a small hard shell peeling up from the edge.

He turned to look at the bed.

The quilts were folded neatly, with all four corners aligned and the edges folded in.

Shen Qing slept with him for a few nights, and she never made her bed; she was even lazier than him.

The two days the two slept together, she said, "It's a hassle to fold the blanket and then unfold it again at night," and then threw the blanket down and went out.

Why is this quilt folded so neatly now?

Either she folded it before she left home, or someone else folded it.

The first possibility is more likely.

No one but him would come to this dilapidated woodshed.

Li Tianran scanned the woodshed and found no signs of a struggle or residual spiritual energy.

There are only two possibilities.

Shen Qing either left on her own, or was taken away by someone she didn't have to resist.

Chen Xiaolu?

She was from the Heavenly Sword Sect and said she came up the mountain to rescue Shen Qing.

Could it be that they took advantage of the chaos to escape down the mountain together?

Wherever she went, the fact that she wasn't in the woodshed was a signal in itself.

Someone must have come by, or something must have disturbed her.

Just then, a gust of wind suddenly rose outside the woodshed.

The gray fog dissipated for a moment, revealing the outline of the mountain gate in the distance.

It's unusually quiet over there.

There were no bells, no footsteps of patrolling disciples, only swirling gray mist.

Li Tian's neck hairs stood on end; his intuition told him that something was approaching.

He immediately lowered his body and walked back along the edge of the paddy field.

No matter what's outside, let's get back to the cave first.

He still has blood to expel and cannot stay outside any longer.

Fifteen minutes later.

As soon as Li Tianran returned to his cave, the communication jade slip in his bosom burned.

That woman, Ma Rou!

He paused for a moment on the edge of the jade slip with his fingers, then tucked it back into his pocket.

He probably already guessed Ma Rou's purpose.

It's simply a matter of confirming with him whether he has completed the task of attaching the control array talisman.

Stick it on? Of course we'll stick it on!

He not only posted it!

He even took advantage of the time when Han Laomo went out to get the auxiliary materials to throw the control array talisman into the immortal water!

Silently, he erased Ma Rou's control and secretly attached a wisp of his divine consciousness to her!

This is why Ma Rou was so excited and couldn't wait to find him.

Ask him to risk his life to help Ma Rou seize Han Laomo's gains? Impossible!

Are only they allowed to possess puppets with mid-Foundation Establishment combat power?

Since he was going to escape anyway, he wouldn't let go of anything he could grab or take.

I won't reply!

Li Tianran ignored Ma Rou's message.

Three breaths later.

Another one came, and it was her again. I stuffed it back in as usual.

He still had the Void Escape Talisman hidden in his sleeve, and all three Golden Shield Talismans were still there; his robe was still slightly warm against his body.

He's replying to her now.

It's equivalent to making her take back what she has on her.

If you don't reply, you don't repay. You borrowed it through your own ability, so why should you repay it?

A moment later, the communication jade slip vibrated a few more times, but Li Tianran didn't look at any of them.

As he tossed the jade slip into the corner of the stone bed, he cursed under his breath.

This woman is quite shrewd.

Knowing that he had come out of Han Laomo's place, they kept pestering him like they were chasing a debtor.

No, she's a debt collector.

He had just put down the jade slip when it vibrated again.

It belongs to Ma Wencai.

Li Tianran glanced at the contents, which also indicated that he had come to inquire about the array talisman.

I won't reply!

Why should I reply to Ma Rou if she doesn't even reply?

However, it's quite difficult to escape down the mountain now.

We need to find a good time.

With Ma Rou keeping such a close eye on him, there's still a risk in him going out unnecessarily.

buzzing...

At this point, Ma Wencai sent several more messages, each one more urgent than the last.

The last message included the line, "Your aunt said you shouldn't pretend to be dead, she knows you came back from Steward Han."

Just then, there was a knock on the stone door.