"Heh heh!" Xiao Hua sneered. His Earth Condensing Technique had already struck the cultivator, and earth-attributed Heaven and Earth spiritual energy surged in from all around, binding the man tight! Xiao Hua then darted toward him, reached out, tore the two enormous storage bags from the cultivator's waist as he fell through the air, and turned to flee!
Just then, Xiao Hua's gaze swept past the cultivator's neck, where he saw a green silk cord. The cultivator was panic-stricken, and the protective radiance around his body flickered unsteadily under the pressure. Xiao Hua's heart stirred. He reached out and pulled free the green cord, which held a doll resembling a tiny child!
The doll was only thumb-sized, its entire body an eerie green. A layer of faint green seal script flickered in and out of sight, seeming to float over its surface yet also seeming to sink into its depths. The doll's features were clear, its eyes tightly shut, and a trace of sorrow still hung at the corners of its mouth, as though it were filled with endless grief!
"Witch Puppet???" Xiao Hua froze at once, his eyes nearly narrowing into slits! He could hardly believe what he was seeing! Yet even though he had seen the green seal script, he still dared not believe it. A Witch Puppet was, after all, an ancient object of legend. He had only seen one in Huang Yi's memories and could not be certain at all!
Thus, without a second thought, Xiao Hua tucked the doll close against his chest. Without even glancing at the cultivator on the ground, he turned and fled!
The cultivator on the ground was filled with regret—not only for provoking Xiao Hua, but also for his own carelessness and the panic of his attempted escape. In truth,