"If I find what you say to be false-"
At those words, the purple-robed puppet panicked. In life, he had only been a Golden Core Realm cultivator, nowhere near strong enough to send his Primordial Spirit out of his body and possess another.
After his death, a Nascent Soul True Lord had seized his soul and stuffed it into a puppet body, already damaging it. If he died this time, he feared he would not enter reincarnation, but have his soul scattered instead.
"All-all right."
"My name is—what was my name again—" the Purple-Robed One began to recall, only to discover that he could not remember his name as a human.
"Nobody wants to know your name," Song Yan said. "How did you end up like this?"
"It must have been two or three hundred years ago. While exploring this Immortal Tomb, I accidentally stumbled upon the True Lord's cultivation grounds. He killed me and used me to experiment with mechanism puppet techniques."
Song Yan was surprised to hear this.
Deng Ruikai, a Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Heavenly Derivation Lineage, really did hide here to research mechanism puppet techniques. And-he seems to have used the souls of living people?
According to the Purple-Robed One, of all the Nascent Soul True Lord's experiments, he seemed to have been the first puppet to have a living person's soul successfully implanted into its mechanical body.
Perhaps because this was his first success, coupled with centuries of solitude, Deng Ruikai had said a little more to him.
"The True Lord said he once happened upon a story in an unofficial history of the Immortal Dynasty."
"An ordinary cultivator's daughter died in an accident while saving her young brother. As her father, the cultivator pined for her until he fell ill, and devoted almost