Lu Xiaotian realized he hadn't been much of a master. Since he finally had some free time, he didn't hesitate to summon a Golden Core-level puppet and a Foundation Establishment-level puppet to spar with the two of them.
Though they were only puppets, under Lu Xiaotian's control, their moves seemed blessed by divine aid. Naturally, he had little trouble handling Yu Xiaoqiao and Xiang Hua.
"Not bad progress. You've got a little too much killing intent about you. From now on, you'll spar every day against puppets I control." After giving them both a beating, Lu Xiaotian said.
Xiang Hua rubbed his aching cheek. The tiger-shaped puppet had just swiped him across the face with a paw, hitting him hard. Fortunately, his master was controlling the puppet; otherwise, that blow would have smashed his head to pieces. Hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, Xiang Hua gave a wry smile, but he also felt a little anticipation. Though he'd been beaten rather badly, the cultivation techniques and combat skills he'd thought he'd practiced well were riddled with flaws when pitted against his master's puppets. He'd gained a great deal from the sparring.
Yu Xiaoqiao didn't cry like she had last time, but she was still in so much pain that she grimaced. She glared at Lu Xiaotian indignantly. "Bearded Uncle, you're bullying us. Even if the puppets aren't as strong as Senior Brother Hua and me, with your powerful Primordial Spirit, you can easily spot our flaws and beat us until we're utterly routed."
"What do you want, then?" Lu Xiaotian glanced at Yu Xiaoqiao.
"Bearded Uncle has three great techniques. One is Buddhist magic for subduing ghosts and vanquishing demons; one is an elegant, nimble sword path; and one is a body-tempering technique. I'm not greedy. I only want you to teach