If Heavenly Punishment's true target was the turtle shells, the chances of success would be much greater.
Xuan Yuan had merely been implicated. Once the calamity-substituting puppet carrying the turtle shells was destroyed, the Heavenly Dao would judge that Heavenly Punishment had completed its objective, and Xuan Yuan would no longer be a target.
There were ready-made puppet shells in the Spirit Pearl Space; all that was missing was a puppet soul.
Wang Daoyuan's Primordial Spirit entered the Spirit Pearl Space. He took out the black stone, casually grabbed a Star Pattern Sea Cucumber, and stripped out its soul.
After processing it with the black stone, the soul became a primordial soul body.
This puppet was meant to die in his stead, so there was no need to spend too much effort nurturing it.
It took only half a day to finish refining the puppet.
Wang Daoyuan glanced at Xuan Yuan. "Why aren't you taking out your turtle shells already?"
Xuan Yuan stuck a front claw into his shell and rummaged around for quite some time before pulling out a piece of turtle shell.
"Master, I don't have many turtle shells on hand. How about this one?"
Wang Daoyuan smiled. "No problem. I'm a Child of Destiny anyway; Heavenly Punishment won't strike me.
Think carefully. Which is more important: a few pieces of turtle shell, or the continuation of your lineage?"
Xuan Yuan wore a troubled expression, then pulled out two more pieces of turtle shell.
Seeing how he would rather give up his life than his wealth, Wang Daoyuan could not be bothered to waste any more words.
The Primordial Spirit's tiny hand clenched, and a massive Dragon Claw phantom appeared out of thin air, gripping Xuan Yuan tightly.
Then the dragon claw shook wildly, tossing Xuan Yuan around