In truth, Li Chen had another important reason he had left unspoken: he simply disliked such ugly puppets.
Everyone had a love of beauty, and how much more so a Skin-Painter like him?
His aesthetic tastes still leaned toward orderly mechanical creations.
A torrent of steel suited him best. Otherwise, legendary beings steeped in myth, such as the Asura and the Earth Baleful General, had a charm of their own.
His life was not hanging in the balance right now, and he was under no obligation to choose this particular puppet.
Of course, as a Puppet Master, he acknowledged no taboos. If there really were no other powerful puppets available, he would consider its usefulness and reluctantly accept it.
Yu Youxian seemed to have noticed this as well. She smiled faintly without pressing her recommendation.
Given her own aesthetic tastes, she naturally disliked such puppets too.
This entire row consisted of corpse puppets refined from the bodies of true demons or powerful demon beasts. Within the Puppeteer Dao Path, these had a specific designation: native creations.
The Puppeteer Dao Path took nature as its teacher, while its mainstream philosophy held that humanity could conquer Heaven, believing that cultivation to the ultimate realm would surely allow one to surpass it.
That did not, however, prevent a small minority from imitating religious devotees and fanatically worshipping such things.
Although the Golden Sun Gate was a reputable, orthodox sect, the sources of these corpse materials were far too numerous. Moreover, since ancient times, cultivators had regarded slaying demons for their cores, stripping their hides, and dismantling their bones as perfectly natural, so they might as well put the physical bodies to use.
Furthermore, some natural creations did indeed contain incomparably powerful forces. This had given rise to people like Luo Changshan, who madly