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115: Stress-relieving toys delivered to your door

Yunmeng Marsh, by the bathhouse.

The dark red spatial mist completely dissipated, leaving only two gloomy, beautiful faces.

Su Lin was gone.

Right under their noses, someone had snatched him from their grasp in a manner that was almost a display of skill.

Ye You closed her eyes, carefully recalling that fleeting aura.

Although the aura was disguised, she felt it was somewhat familiar.

Was it her?

Luo Ximei's enchantingly seductive face flashed through Ye You's mind instantly.

Gu Qiuyue's strength could never have snatched Revered Master from under their noses, and Mu Qingxue's Cultivation Technique didn't match the current situation.

Among all the Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters in the world, only she had the ability and the motive to do this.

But, something wasn't right!

The last time she saw Luo Ximei, although her cultivation was formidable, her understanding of the Law of Space had definitely not reached such a profound level, nor could she have taken Revered Master away so easily under the combined suppression of herself and Third Senior Sister.

This power was more than one level stronger than the Luo Ximei she remembered.

"Was that person just now one of our Senior Sisters or Junior Sisters?"

Chu Weiwei's voice drifted over, the sweetness on her face long gone.

"Uncertain." Ye You opened her eyes. "That aura seemed to be disguised."

The thought of Revered Master now being in the hands of an unknown powerful Cultivator, possibly facing various unknown treatments, made the flames of jealousy burn fiercely in her heart.

She needed to vent now; she needed a target she could destroy to her heart's content.

And at this moment, in the distant sky, a massive shadow loomed, obscuring the sun.

It was a gigantic flying boat, and on its hull...

A large banner with the characters "Thousand Puppet" fluttered in the wind, exuding a dense black Qi and resentment.

On the deck of the flying boat stood thousands of black-robed Cultivators; their auras were uniform, their expressions numb, as if they were emotionless Puppets.

And at the forefront of the group stood a pale-faced middle-aged man in a black robe.

His eyes were gloomy, and his body exuded the powerful pressure of a Late Stage Body Integration Cultivator. He was none other than Soul Heaven, the Sect Revered Master of the Thousand Puppet Sect.

Beside him, an Elder held an already extinguished Soul Lamp, and said with a trembling voice: "Sect Revered Master, the Soul Lamps of Grand Elder Night Whisper and Elder Bone Child were extinguished right here!"

Soul Heaven's gaze swept over the silent marsh below, sensing the last lingering aura in the air, and his face became incredibly grim.

"Was it that Medicine Immortal Chu Weiwei who did it?"

"I didn't expect the Medicine Immortal's strength to be so formidable! Two Body Integration Stage Elders were defeated by her!"

"Sect Revered Master, what should we do?" the Elder beside him asked.

"What to do?"

Soul Heaven let out a cold laugh, his eyes filled with arrogance and killing intent.

"This Venerable One has personally led the entire sect's elites here. Even if the opponent is at the Peak of Body Integration, they must pay the price today!"

"My Thousand Puppet Sect has dominated the Southern Region for hundreds of years, and we have never suffered such a huge loss!

Night Whisper and Bone Child were the pillars of my sect, and they died in this barren land!"

"My command!"

Soul Heaven's voice suddenly rose, "Activate the [Myriad Soul Slaughtering Formation] and completely seal off this marsh!

I want the culprit to have no escape!

This Venerable One will personally extract her Divine Soul, refine it into a Puppet for my sect, and condemn her to eternal suffering!"

"Yes, Sect Revered Master!"

As he gave the order, on the giant flying boat, thousands of Thousand Puppet Sect Cultivators simultaneously formed hand seals.

Streams of black Qi surged from their bodies, converging in the air into a vast black net that blotted out the sky, slowly descending to envelop the Yunmeng Marsh below.

Once this Myriad Soul Slaughtering Formation took shape, all living beings within its covered area would have their Divine Souls forcibly stripped, and their Physical Bodies would be corroded by resentment, ultimately turning into the lowest-grade Puppets of the Thousand Puppet Sect.

This was the sinister Formation they were famous for, and also the source of their confidence.

In the distance, the figures of Ye You and Chu Weiwei were already suspended in mid-air.

"Fourth Junior Sister, look," Chu Weiwei extended her slender, jade-like finger, pointing towards the giant flying boat in the sky, "a stress-relief toy for venting, hasn't it just delivered itself to our doorstep?"

The two stopped talking nonsense and flew towards the flying boat, transforming into two streaks of light.

On the flying boat, Soul Heaven immediately noticed the two figures.

"Sect Revered Master, it's them!"

The Elder beside him exclaimed, feeling terrifying pressure from the two.

"Oh?"

Soul Heaven's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Two... both at the Body Integration Stage?

And one seems to have already reached the Peak?"

He was not surprised but delighted, bursting into loud laughter.

"Good! Very good! You had a path to Heaven but didn't take it; you had no gate to Hell but barged in!

I was wondering what kind of extraordinary figures they were."

"Sect Revered Master, don't be careless!"

An Elder quickly advised, "Grand Elder Night Whisper and the others..."

"Shut up!"

Soul Heaven impatiently interrupted him, his self-confidence greatly inflated by the scene before him.

"What do you know! Times have changed! Night Whisper and the others were careless and reckless, which led to their demise!

But now, this Venerable One is personally leading three thousand elites of my sect here, and the [Myriad Soul Slaughtering Formation] has already been activated; they have no escape!"

"Two Body Integration Stage Puppets! Especially the one at the Peak. If I can refine her into this Venerable One's natal main Puppet, the strength of my Thousand Puppet Sect will surely advance to another level!

The deaths of Night Whisper and the others were worth it!"

Before Soul Heaven's words had even finished, the two figures had already arrived nearby.

"Fourth Junior Sister, did you hear that?"

Chu Weiwei's voice was soft, "He said he wants to refine us into Puppets."

"I heard him."

Ye You stretched her wrists, her knuckles cracking crisply, "Perfect, I'm full of anger with nowhere to vent."

"Then let's begin."

The moment their voices fell, the black net in the sky, formed by the resentment of thousands of Cultivators, had already pressed down upon them.

Soul Heaven's face showed a smile; he seemed to have already seen the two women's Divine Souls being stripped away and struggling in pain within the Formation.

However, Chu Weiwei merely raised her hand.

Moon-white spiritual Qi emanated from her palm, transforming into billions of tiny light particles, imperceptible to the naked eye, and merged into the black net.

That black net, composed of pure resentment and Soul Power, began to furiously sprout emerald green mycelium upon contact with those light particles.

Then, Chu Weiwei snapped her fingers.

"What's going on!"

On the flying boat, the faces of the thousands of Thousand Puppet Sect Cultivators maintaining the Formation changed dramatically.

They felt that their connection to the grand Formation was being forcibly severed by a strange power.

Even more terrifying, the black net, which had already turned emerald green, actually reversed direction and began to envelop them instead!

Soul Heaven and the Elder noticed the anomaly and immediately circulated their spiritual Qi, blasting a hole in the giant net and escaping.

They turned to look behind them; the Cultivators covered by the moldy giant net had their life essence instantly drained, turning into mummified corpses.

In just a few breaths, the Formation composed of thousands of Cultivators had disintegrated, even backfiring on its Revered Masters.

Soul Heaven watched all this in astonishment. Before he could speak, a silver thread had already coiled around him without him knowing when.

"Revered Master, was it you who took him?"

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