Taking Stock of the Gains, the Ancient Secret Scroll

Once the infusion of True Yuan into its body ended, the humanoid Tree Demon stood only a head taller than an ordinary person.

The woody traces across its body had become far less obvious under the cleansing of True Yuan, making it appear more human-shaped.

Its gaunt figure and features even bore a few similarities to Su Shi'er's appearance.

After all, when it came to every aspect of his own physical body, Su Shi'er was the one most familiar with it. Without realizing it, he had reshaped this Wood Ghoul in the image of himself.

"Using this Wood Ghoul to refine a puppet really does make the difficulty plummet in a straight line."

"Now that the True Yuan infusion is complete, the next step... is to lay out the formation."

Su Shi'er murmured softly, yet his hands showed no sign of stopping.

Forming hand seals and chanting incantations, he immediately began to perform the formation art.

Azure True Yuan moved at his will, thread by thread, dancing like flying swords, accompanied by faint lightning.

As the formation seals flew, True Yuan flowed like a babbling stream across the Wood Ghoul's surface, sketching out mysterious and strange azure patterns.

Light flowed across the patterns as they solidified from illusion into substance, then swiftly sank into the Wood Ghoul's body and vanished.

At this moment, Su Shi'er was utterly absorbed, completely immersed in the task. With no distractions in his heart, his focus had never been sharper.

When the final string of formation marks descended, a cool breeze suddenly swept through the cave.

The Wood Ghoul abruptly opened its eyes. Its pair of dark green pupils glimmered with light. Though devoid of life, they were exceptionally spirited.

The breeze brushed his face, and only then did Su Shi'er come back to himself.