While He Ping was still stringing along the Long Clan's band of experts, as dawn broke, a world-shaking upheaval quietly descended upon the Jin Clan's royal palace in the Yanlong Kingdom.
"Cult Master Jin, tell me—does this Jin Clan heir look convincing or not?"
After spending the entire night on it, You Jihua had refined the heir into a puppet. She had also slaughtered every one of the several hundred people in the heir's residence. Most had been made into Corpse Puppets, while a handful of the heir's trusted subordinates and advisers had been refined into flesh puppets.
"Of course he looks exactly alike. The Immortal Puppet Sect's wondrous arts and divine abilities truly are formidable."
Jin Chanfei sat in a chair within Wanhe Palace. Jin Qianfan, the Yanlong heir incarnated by You Jihua, gave a coquettish giggle, then his voice abruptly turned several shades raspier as the heir issued his orders from the chair.
"Pass down my command. The fiend Lady Zhao'ai has thrown the inner palace into chaos and bewitched His Majesty. As the heir, I cannot fail to consider the rivers and mountains of the Yanlong Kingdom. You people, go contact those court ministers who are friendly with me."
The heir sneered. "Notify our people in the military command. Gather the troops and seal off the nine gates of the royal palace. Assemble the experts within and beyond the court, purge the fiends and rebellious faction. Today, I will cleanse the sovereign's side and rid us of these fiends."
Jin Chanfei applauded upon hearing this.
"Well said."
"Strike while the iron is hot!"
You Jihua controlled the heir into rising.
"We'll go to Qianyuan Palace and see His Majesty right now. Jin Yucong, Lady Zhao'ai, and Lord Three Good should all be in the palace. This is