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Ten Puppets
For someone at the Nirvana Realm, if it was at the very beginning, they could still make a name for themselves with the help of some external items.
Of course, that was only on the premise that they did not encounter true Nirvana Realm experts.
Therefore, in many people's eyes, Qin Shaofeng had achieved such results only by relying on those three Mechanical Puppets.
Whatever strength one possessed determined what treatment one could enjoy.
Clearly, whether human or Devil Race, no one regarded Qin Shaofeng too highly.
After all, no matter how powerful those three Mechanical Puppets were, they would be useless if they encountered a true Nirvana Realm expert.
Thus, after some upper echelons of the Devil Race placed a bounty on Qin Shaofeng, many Devil Race experts began to see him as a fragrant bun.
Yet little did they know that, in Qin Shaofeng's eyes, Devil Race experts like them were fragrant buns one after another.
After all, such experts were certainly of high level and realm. Once Qin Shaofeng encountered and defeated one, he could earn huge points for challenging across seven or eight levels, perhaps even nine.
To Qin Shaofeng, were those not fragrant buns?
And this Devil Race cultivator before him, at the eighth level of the Nirvana Realm, was also quite a decent fragrant bun in Qin Shaofeng's eyes.
After all, this opponent could bring him sixty-four points!
At the thought that another sixty-four points were about to fall into his hands, Qin Shaofeng did not hesitate at all. He directly summoned three Mechanical Puppets at the sixth level of the Nirvana Realm and launched an attack on that Devil Race cultivator.
"Hmm? You actually dare attack me?"