"Hm? There's an orb?"
Just as the Grass Puppet turned to leave, Lu Xuan saw a fist-sized White Light Orb floating behind it.
With seven parts anticipation and three parts doubt, he had the Grass Puppet stop, then lightly touched the White Light Orb suspended in the air.
An eerie infant's cry rang out from within the orb, weeping and plaintive. Immediately after, it turned into countless specks of light and surged into Lu Xuan's body.
A thought flashed through his mind.
A seven- or eight-inch straw doll appeared in Lu Xuan's palm. The straw doll was grayish-black, woven from countless fine strands of dry grass, and when held in the hand, it had an uncanny texture like real skin.
The doll's head was crowded with messy gray-black dry grass, and on its tightly wrinkled face, the rough outlines of its features could vaguely be seen.
Lu Xuan's mind focused on the straw doll, and he instantly learned the detailed information about it.
Substitute Evil Infant, Third Grade evil object. Carried on the body. After dripping in blood essence and infusing it with Spiritual Sense, when the cultivator suffers a fatal blow, it automatically triggers. After being triggered, it disperses on its own.
"A Third Grade evil object that can block a fatal blow for a cultivator?"
Lu Xuan looked at the eerie straw doll in his hand and muttered to himself in confusion.
"A Third Grade treasure with only the function of blocking one strike. Then the strength of the attack this substitute can withstand should be far from ordinary."
Lu Xuan did not hesitate. A drop of bright-red blood essence welled from his fingertip and dripped onto the straw doll's face. Immediately after, he separated out a wisp of Spiritual Sense and let it seep into the straw