Spirit Doctor Puppets, Innovations in the Hundred Arts

Outside the Evil Sword Realm, Su Qing glanced at Fire Egg, who had descended from the Lingxiao Palace Puppet with a listless dog face. He nodded to the four Hongquan Sect cultivators supporting Fire Egg's four dog legs, all of whom walked like lackeys themselves. Then Li Hai Lang, beside him, stepped forward with the latest Spider Doctor Puppet.

"Predecessor, please make way. Let us examine Fire Egg first."

Li Hai Lang was exceedingly polite to Liu Sanpao and the others.

First, because he himself had once walked the underworld path. Though Lang Li Ge Lang of the Lang Tian Gang had never made much of a name for itself, he, Brother Seventeen, and Brother 260 had become successful examples of cleaning up and going legit over the years. Following Su Qing, they had become successful men. There was neither need nor opportunity to return to their old trade and relive the glory and turbulence of their former days.

But an underworld man had an underworld soul. So long as they still breathed, their underworld hearts burned hot. Thus, even if they themselves could no longer do underworld business and smear Su Qing's face, they remained deeply concerned with the underworld folk and underworld affairs of the Myriad Worlds.

And the one Li Hai Lang admired most was Hongquan Sect. This sect had taken the underworld path to a level, to a height, playing it so masterfully that it had entered the halls of greatness and joined the ranks of the Major Sects of the Heavens. It was truly a model for dark cultivators, the banner of countless dark cultivators throughout the heavens.

An underworld idol deserved respect!

Second, Li Hai Lang's bond with Fire Egg ran deep. The old men, old dogs, and old puppets who had followed Su