Zhu Luomu's eyes were shining without cease.
The first half of his words had been addressed to Shuang Chongshan, while the latter half had been excitedly directed at Li Yan, completely forgetting all propriety of age and rank.
"They've only just arrived. Of course the Sect Master doesn't know yet. I'll tell him about it in a while!"
Li Yan remained exceedingly calm. He had to explain this matter personally to Xing Ming; some things needed to be made clear.
He also understood why Zhu Luomu was so excited. What would it mean for a second-rate sect to gain a master capable of refining Foundation Establishment Realm puppets?
Not only would the disciples' strength greatly increase, but the number of spirit stones the sect earned would grow at an unimaginable pace, while cultivation resources would come rolling in like an endless tide.
Zhu Luomu could already imagine more than a dozen Foundation Establishment puppets tangling with a Golden Core Realm cultivator. Even if they could not kill the opponent, they could still play a crucial role.
As long as a puppet's formation core was not struck, it would keep clinging to its opponent.
Most Golden Core Realm cultivators would not dare let Foundation Establishment Realm magic treasures bombard their bodies at will. That was the most terrifying and headache-inducing part.
In a great battle, this could often win one's own side's powerful cultivators the chance to kill an enemy within a single breath.
Although he knew that refining even one Foundation Establishment Realm puppet required a sea of resources, as long as it could be done, it was worth it all.
Meanwhile, Li Yan quietly committed to memory a mark he had just spotted.
The moment Shuang Lianzhou took out the "Three-Legged Azure Luan," Li Yan had unceremoniously extended his