"Success! The Heavenly Demon Puppet!"
Qin Chen stared at the puppet with burning eyes. He reached out and gently squeezed its golden skin. Instead of the hard, cold surface he remembered, it felt warm and supple, almost like real human skin.
"No wonder advancing it to Dou Zun is so difficult. So that's how it works..." Qin Chen murmured, understanding dawning on him.
For a Heavenly Demon Puppet to reach Dou Zun, its body could not merely grow harder. It had to undergo a fundamental transformation and be remade from the bones up.
He chuckled, overcome with emotion. Earth Demon Old Ghost had died less than half a year ago, yet his body had reached a level he would never have dared imagine while alive. Life was unpredictable indeed.
With a thought, Qin Chen put the evolved Heavenly Demon Puppet into his Storage Ring.
Just then, dense spiritual energy surged around the Bone-Growing Blood-Fusing Pill suspended in midair. It gathered into a half-meter-long, blood-red dragon that let out a soft cry and shot toward the far end of the valley, trying to escape.
But how could a newly made Eighth-Tier Pill escape two Dou Zong experts like Qin Chen and the Heavenly Flame Venerable?
Without waiting for Qin Chen to speak, the Heavenly Flame Venerable flashed in front of the little dragon. A gentle press of his aged palm dispersed its form, and he slipped the dark-red pill into the top-grade jade bottle he had prepared.
"Hahaha! Qin Chen, thank you! I'll never forget what you've done for me!" Holding the bottle, the Heavenly Flame Venerable threw back his head and laughed, his voice brimming with the joy of a second chance at life.
"No need for thanks, Old Yao. There's no call for formality between us." Qin Chen waved