The Thousand-Thread Puppet Art was good, but Chen Miao had no use for it at present.
He looked away from the Thousand-Thread Puppet Art, turned the page, and began reading the afterword.
"Chapter 10: Afterword: Becoming an Immortal"
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"Although I survived, my freedom was restricted."
"I was imprisoned within these mountains."
"Although Elder Bamboo and the others showed me no ill will, my opinion of them had not changed."
"For now, however, I could only take things one step at a time."
"In the days that followed, I made Six Livestock Dolls every day. Whenever I finished a batch, someone would take them away."
"I did not know what they intended to do with these Six Livestock Dolls, nor why they needed six livestock emotions."
"By my calculations, roughly thirty-six Six Livestock Dolls would meet the needs of Elder Bamboo's six livestock souls. But I secretly doubled that number to demonstrate my value."
"Before I knew it, the day before the Lantern Festival had arrived."
"I spent this New Year in a dark cavern."
"That day, I stopped making Six Livestock Dolls. I had noticed that they were giving me fewer and fewer ghosts, so I called a halt ahead of time, saying I had enough."
"This time, when I left the stone chamber, the woman no longer restricted me. Instead, she stayed by my side. As long as I did not try to leave the area they had built, I could wander wherever I pleased."
"I saw the people who had carried out the mission with me. One of them looked at me in a way that made me deeply uncomfortable."
"I remembered that his name was Infant Man-the fellow who had severed his own wrist. Suddenly, I recalled something Elder Bamboo had said."
"I was important? Just