The Thread Control Curse secret art was important, but only when paired with the Golden Puppet Sect's cultivation techniques could it achieve its greatest effect.
True Lord Tianyan believed that if the secret art was possessed by only one outsider, it would not cause great harm to the sect.
Moreover, the secret art had become what it was today only after the research and practice of countless generations of disciples. Since he had agreed to trade the complete secret art with the other party, he could bring out the incantation formulas from long ago.
The old formulas were far less efficient, but they had no other issues.
The secret art gifted by the sect when selling puppets could not possibly be the most efficient formula.
In his view, if the secret art could ease the other party's hostility, everything would be worth it.
The other party's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. Great Dao Oaths were most binding upon cultivators of this sort; they were of little use to those with no hope of advancing further.
"Let us exchange more often," Ji An said with a smile. He had not expected this trip to secure a complete set of high-grade puppet-refining methods for the Puppet Hall. From now on, the sect's puppet inheritance would be secure.
He understood that the inheritance the other party had provided was probably not the best, but whether for himself or the sect, what they currently needed most was an idea and a direction.
The three of them sped onward, only stopping to rest after nightfall.
The campfire burned. Under the flickering flames, Ji An and the other two discussed the details of the trade. True Lord Tianyan was very generous, directly handing over the secret art and the puppet-refining methods.
Ji An swore