Back in the guest room of the Immortal Inn.
Wei Tu once again performed a blood sacrifice on the third fifth-tier corpse puppet and implanted a "Qianjun Puppet" within it.
"It's done." Several months later, he looked at the three sixth-tier corpse puppets, led by the Toadwater Yin Corpse and standing in a three-talents formation with formation flags in hand. A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Master!"
"This little servant is about to break through too."
Flapping its tiny wings, the Blood-Winged Mo flew over, eagerly seeking credit from Wei Tu. Its affection and closeness overflowed plainly.
"You're about to break through as well?" Wei Tu was slightly surprised. With a raised hand, he drew the Blood-Winged Mo over and seized it, carefully examining the spiritual power in its dantian with his divine sense.
After all, only a few years had passed since he had given the Blood-Winged Mo Yin Xuanyuan's lifetime accumulation.
This rate of advancement was far faster than his own had been back when he enjoyed far better conditions!
"As expected of a descendant of a True Spirit." After a moment, Wei Tu released the Blood-Winged Mo and thought to himself.
Descendants of True Spirits were naturally seeds for the Void Refinement realm.
Yin Hongtao—or rather, the Blood-Winged Mo—had been one of the finest Spirit Transformation cultivators in the human realm. After ascending to the spirit realm, she had suffered the same "ascension injury" as he had. Yet that injury had instead tempered her realm in disguise, laying the foundation for her breakthrough into the next major realm...
Nor had the more than ten years she had spent with him at the Ailao Cliff dojo and the One Qi Temple cave abode been wasted.
Thus, once he supported her, the minor bottleneck before her rapidly broke