Half a month later.
Inside the seclusion chamber.
Fang Qing sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly shut.
Before him stood several doll-like puppets, moving clumsily.
One of them was humanoid, yet only palm-sized, clutching a tiny bow.
It drew the bow and set an arrow, then suddenly released it!
Whoosh!
An emerald-green radiance comparable to Late Qi Refinement shot into the cave dwelling's wall, only to be swiftly erased into formlessness by the restrictions.
Another bird-shaped puppet slowly circled through the cave dwelling. From time to time, it malfunctioned and dropped suddenly, as though it were about to crash.
Yet at the crucial moment, it would desperately flap its wings a few times and take flight again—
Not far away, there was also a gecko-shaped puppet lying in the corner, twitching every so often—
After a long while, all the puppets returned to their box, and the little humanoid puppet closed the lid on its own.
Fang Qing opened his eyes and rubbed his brow. "This Heart Divided into Ten Uses—its consumption of Spiritual Sense is a little too great. Even I'm having trouble enduring it."
With the aid of Ice Soul Coldheart, he had smoothly begun learning the Puppet Control Art and could barely manage Heart Divided into Ten Uses.
But having so many perspectives appear at once required time to adjust to.
"Mm—my Spiritual Sense has already reached seventy zhang. Ice Soul Coldheart truly deserves to be called a Spiritual Sense spiritual item. If it were Third-Order, it could even stimulate a Foundation Establishment cultivator's Spiritual Sense to break through to Core Formation level."
He rose and put away the puppets. "I probably don't count as a puppet master. I can only barely use puppets—once they are damaged, I'll still need to find a professional puppet master to repair