Yellow Demonic Puppet Upgraded

Ah! Was the suction taking effect? I could absorb the battle qi of someone stronger than me? What exactly was going on in that instant?

Even Chu Yang himself could not figure it out.

But the black-clad assassin quickly realized that his battle qi cultivation was flowing—from his own body into someone else's.

"Wicked—"

Once a portion of his battle qi cultivation had leaked away, the black-clad assassin suddenly let go of Chu Yang's foot as if cutting off his own wrist. He truly feared that if his battle qi continued to drain away, his cultivation would drop a level.

The black-clad assassin, who had been so arrogant before, now looked at Chu Yang as though he had seen a ghost.

"What did I do?"

Chu Yang himself found it strange too! How had he unconsciously absorbed the black-clad assassin's battle qi?

"Don't come any closer—" the black-clad assassin suddenly screamed.

Then he abruptly turned around and fled toward the dense forest like a madman, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It's good that you ran off yourself. Saves me from... absorbing more of your battle qi..." Even Chu Yang did not know what he was saying after that.

Today... seemed to be the first time he had absorbed another person's battle qi, yet it had happened completely beyond his expectations. He did not even know what he had mastered, or whether some unconscious inspiration had simply erupted on its own.

"Oh! Right, I haven't had dinner yet! And I just fought a big battle... Ah! I..."

Chu Yang was about to summon the Yellow Demonic Puppet to help him hunt when he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his entire body.

"It feels like a huge force in my dantian is about to explode... This must be what I absorbed from that black-clad assassin just now! But I don't know how to refine it now, I... ow—"

Chu Yang suddenly collapsed to the ground as if struck by a bout of stomach pain.

At that moment, the Yellow Demonic Puppet had already arrived before him at his summons, waiting for his next command.

The Yellow Demonic Puppet obeyed every command Chu Yang gave without exception and had never resisted, but it always wore a blank expression.

After all, it was merely a demonic puppet, not a real person! How could it possibly possess the seven emotions and six desires?

"Ah—I..."

Even if Chu Yang were tortured to death by the battle qi he had just absorbed, the Yellow Demonic Puppet would likely remain unmoved.

But Chu Yang was its master, after all!

Suddenly, Chu Yang's gaze fell on the Yellow Demonic Puppet's head—the place where he had dripped blood to acknowledge it as his master.

Then, as though something in the unseen darkness were calling to him, Chu Yang forced himself up and scrambled to his feet. He charged toward the Yellow Demonic Puppet, which was still standing there awaiting his orders.

One of his hands landed on the Yellow Demonic Puppet's head as if guided by ghosts and gods.

At once, a sound that Chu Yang seemed able to sense but not hear arose.

But Chu Yang soon discerned that a stream of qi seemed to be flowing from his body into the Yellow Demonic Puppet's body.

"This..." The sensation felt extraordinarily strange to Chu Yang.

Yet very quickly, the discomfort in his dantian vanished.

Chu Yang then clearly sensed that the battle qi he had absorbed from the black-clad assassin was gradually disappearing bit by bit.

It had gone into the Yellow Demonic Puppet?!

This was miraculous! Chu Yang could hardly believe it was real.

But he was more than happy with this outcome, because he still had no idea how to refine the battle qi he had absorbed for his own use. He did not even know how to store such battle qi within his body. Just now, the battle qi from the black-clad assassin had tormented him half to death.

Somewhere in his mind, he recalled having once experienced a sudden flash of inspiration: he had sensed that there seemed to be a space inside his body for storing battle qi, divided into many compartments. Each compartment held battle qi of a different type and color—such as Yun Yun's pale green wind-element battle qi, red fire-element battle qi, and the dark-element battle qi that had belonged to the black-clad assassin...

But for him to properly categorize the battle qi he absorbed before refining it, Chu Yang had no idea how long he would need to cultivate the Great Dou Absorption Technique before he could accomplish that.

Still, he had never expected that this battle qi would actually be such nourishing sustenance for a demonic puppet!

Chu Yang had originally believed that demonic puppets needed tempering through lightning drawn by alchemy and the like in order to increase their strength. Later, he had naturally wondered whether demonic puppets, like himself, could raise their strength by consuming pills. It was just that he had yet to develop pills for demonic puppets, while pills meant for humans clearly had no effect on them.

At this moment, beyond his shock, Chu Yang was overwhelmed with wild joy.

The only pity was that a demonic puppet was not a true living being. It could not directly cultivate the Great Dou Absorption Technique to absorb other people's battle qi. Otherwise...

Chu Yang did not dare to think any further.

But even this was very good! At worst, it merely added another step. He could treat it as feeding the demonic puppet!

The Yellow Demonic Puppet growing stronger was a good thing for Chu Yang as well. It had always followed him, and when necessary, it could help him fight.

At last, the discomfort in Chu Yang's dantian was gone. He then felt that he had transferred all the battle qi cultivation he had previously absorbed from the black-clad assassin into the Yellow Demonic Puppet.

How much had the Yellow Demonic Puppet's strength increased? This was naturally Chu Yang's greatest concern.

Chu Yang immediately aimed the appraisal device in his system space at the Yellow Demonic Puppet—

"Eight-Star Dou Shi!" Chu Yang could not help shouting aloud.

The Yellow Demonic Puppet's strength had risen by two stars. It had originally been a Six-Star Dou Shi. It had remained at that level for a long time, and Chu Yang had racked his brains trying to figure out how to help it advance.

And now, it had finally advanced!

For some reason, the Yellow Demonic Puppet's advancement thrilled him even more than his own, as though the Yellow Demonic Puppet were his child.

The battle qi absorbed from that black-clad assassin had contained at least the equivalent of two stars of power, judging by the Yellow Demonic Puppet's two-star advancement. Moreover, some battle qi was inevitably lost in the process of absorbing it and then transferring it into the Yellow Demonic Puppet. Chu Yang understood that much.

Then that black-clad assassin must have lost at least two stars of cultivation, right? Chu Yang estimated so, though he could no longer see the man. The other party had fled.

With nothing else to do afterward, Chu Yang and the Yellow Demonic Puppet hunted some delicious game and returned to the campfire to roast it.

The fragrant roasted meat attracted some nocturnal beasts from nearby, but faced with the fire formation Chu Yang had set up, even fierce birds in the sky did not dare rashly fly in.

Since no wild beasts or magical beasts attacked, Chu Yang eventually grew tired. He ordered the Yellow Demonic Puppet to stand watch while he lay down on a patch of bedding to rest. His cultivation was not particularly high yet, and he was not made of iron. Besides, the Yellow Demonic Puppet did not need rest at all.

Chu Yang had not expected the rest of the night to pass without incident. When dawn came, he thought perhaps his luck had been good.