Experiments on a Puppet

"Elder, your change of topic was too abrupt."

"Never mind that, I'm just telling the truth."

Qin Yu nodded; what Su Qian said did indeed make sense.

Given the distance from Black Emperor City to the Feng Alliance, at this point in time, Han Feng should indeed have learned of the changes at the Black Emperor Sect.

"Ignore them. Give me a few more days, and they won't be able to cause any trouble."

"Oh? You mean you can also create puppets?"

Su Qian quickly understood the meaning behind Qin Yu's words. Just now, he had witnessed the strength of the Earth Demon Puppet, which was at the Six-Star Dou Zong level.

If Qin Yu could forge another one...

The opposing team can then surrender immediately.

"Of course, but the materials this time aren't very good. The puppets we can create will probably only reach the Four-Star Dou Zong at most."

"Four-Star Dou Zong is already sufficient."

Su Qian wiped the sweat from her forehead, her feelings a mix of complex emotions.

Qin Yu could create a puppet and become Four-Star Dou Zong, while he, as the Grand Elder of the Inner Academy, was only Three-Star Dou Zong.

When did Dou Zong experts become so common?

"Waaah... Qin Yu, you bastard, take me away!"

Just then, Zi Yan, with a head full of bumps, ran back crying.

Yun Yun and Xiao Yi Xian followed closely behind, both with a hint of relief on their faces.

"Little sister Zi Yan, don't rush off yet. You haven't fully experienced my Dou Technique."

"That's right, I can't live without you, my little porcelain doll."

Zi Yan quickly hid behind Qin Yu, timidly peeking out and saying another timidly:

"Sisters, I was wrong."

Upon hearing Zi Yan admit her mistake, Yun Yun and Xiao Yi Xian both gave a soft snort, essentially letting her off the hook this time.

Xiao Yi Xian: It's one thing for you to say Sister Yun Yun is old, but I'm actually younger than Qin Yu!

Yun Yun: You two little girls! Even though I'm the oldest of the three of us, I'm still at the most charming age!

"Alright, we've moved most of the stuff. Let whoever wants to fight for Black Emperor City fight for it from now on."

After the Black Emperor Treasury had been completely emptied, the group hurriedly returned to the academy, leaving behind only the Black Emperor City, which was left unattended.

Perhaps after a while, this place will be renamed and will no longer be called Black Emperor City.

"Mo Tianxing is dead?!"

When the news from Black Emperor City reached Feng City, Han Feng immediately stood up from his seat in the main hall.

"It's pretty much confirmed that Black Emperor City is currently in chaos, and the Black Emperor Sect's various businesses are being divided and swallowed up by several surrounding small and medium-sized forces."

A deathly silence fell over the hall.

The Gold and Silver Elders, exchanged a glance, their expressions grave. Fan Lao sat in the corner, his face a mixture of pale and ashen, lost in thought.

Elder Yingshan, however, remained motionless with his eyes closed, as if everything was irrelevant to him.

After a moment of silence, someone finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Then... what about Black Emperor City?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes, the leader of a mid-level force within the Feng Alliance, with a cultivation level around Six-Star Dou Emperor.

He licked his lips, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes:

"Now that Mo Tianxing is dead, Black Emperor City is now unclaimed territory. Our Feng Alliance should seize Black Emperor City before the other forces can react."

These words immediately enlivened the atmosphere in the hall.

"That's right, how can we let someone else snatch such a big piece of meat as Black Emperor City?"

"Exactly. The Black Emperor Sect has such a vast fortune, can those people really manage it all? It's better to keep it in our own hands."

"Hehe, we don't need much, just some soup will do."

Immediately, the hall was filled with discussion, the previously quiet atmosphere was broken, and a heated argument broke out.

Some suggested allocating Black Emperor City's assets according to their strength, while others argued that the city's defenses should be controlled first before discussing allocation. Still others had already begun arguing over the ownership of several remaining assets of the Black Emperor Sect.

As the argument grew increasingly heated, Han Feng finally couldn't hold back any longer.

That's enough.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chill that instantly silenced the clamor in the room.

Han Feng stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his tone turning cold:

"Demon Flame Valley, Evil Bone Sect, Black Emperor Sect, who will be next?"

"At a time like this, instead of thinking about how to deal with this enormous trouble, you're scrambling over a piece of meat that you haven't even gotten your hands on yet?"

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Just when Han Feng thought everyone had calmed down, a discordant voice rang out from the corner:

"Isn't what Alliance Leader Han said a bit alarmist?"

The speaker was a gaunt old man who stroked his beard, a hint of disdain in his eyes:

"Wasn't our Feng Alliance's original purpose to stick together and help each other?"

"In the end, we never intended to go to war with the Jia Nan Academy. As long as we band together and keep to ourselves, no matter how powerful Jia Nan Academy is, it won't offend so many forces in the Black-Corner Region at the same time."

"Is it you, Alliance Leader Han... who have been leading everyone toward war?"

These words caused silence to fall over the hall once again, and all eyes instantly turned to Han Feng.

Some words, once spoken, cannot be taken back.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the arguing in the hall completely turned the word "alliance" into a joke.

Finally, the two leaders of the factions stood up and bowed to Han Feng.

"Alliance Leader Han, it seems that neither of us can remain in the Feng Alliance any longer. From today onwards, we withdraw."

Han Feng looked at them expressionlessly, nodded, and said in a flat tone:

"Since you two have made up your minds, I will not insist that you stay. Take care."

Then, Han Feng stood up, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the crowd, and remained calm.

"That concludes today's meeting. You may all return and rest."

Everyone dispersed.

The moment Han Feng returned to his courtyard and pushed open the door, the calm on his face shattered.

"A bunch of idiots!"

He slammed his hand on the table, shattering it, and cursed angrily.

"With such cowardice, you dare to operate in the Black-Corner Region? What 'keeping to yourself' nonsense? Jia Nan Academy has a knife to your throats, and you still expect to live a peaceful life?"

Just then, a sinister voice rang out from behind him without warning.

"Tsk tsk, looks like Alliance Leader Han isn't having a good day today."

Han Feng suddenly stopped, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

He turned around, facing the black mist that was slowly emerging from the shadows, and his tone softened considerably:

"Protector Xuan, you've arrived."

The mist condensed and took shape, transforming into a figure draped in a black cloak. The chilling aura emanating from him caused the temperature in the room to drop several degrees.

"Protector Xuan, this is detailed information on the two Dou Emperor who just left Feng City. Are you satisfied?"

Protector Xuan took the Jade Slip from Han Feng, scanned it with his soul power, and the scarlet light in his eyes flickered slightly, clearly indicating that he was quite satisfied with its contents.

"Two souls at the Dou Emperor level are a decent appetizer."

The next second, Protector Xuan's figure had vanished from the spot, leaving Han Feng with only one sentence:

"But this is just an appetizer; we need to prepare the main course as soon as possible."