66: Chapter 66 Golden Core Puppet

A golden light, invisible to others, spread upward from the soles of Li Chenggong's feet, quickly enveloping his body.

When the golden light had covered half of his body, Li Chenggong vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Fang Yuan noticed his subtle movements and quickly took out a piece of wanlian cold iron from his Storage Pouch.

"Senior Brother, could you help me take a look at what this metal is? I obtained it by accident before and felt it was quite special."

Li Chenggong looked over subconsciously; when he saw the wanlian cold iron, his breathing couldn't help but grow heavy.

"This is... wanlian cold iron?" Li Chenggong immediately reached out and took the wanlian cold iron.

A chill spread through his body.

Li Chenggong thought it was the effect of the wanlian cold iron, unaware that the golden light of Decompose had already passed his neck at this point.

As he took the metal, he wanted to pull back his right hand to examine it, but he found that with one pull, he couldn't get his hand back; Fang Yuan was tightly gripping his palm.

He froze for a moment and looked at Fang Yuan in confusion.

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Senior Brother, is this wanlian cold iron? I don't know how to use this material, so I'll give it to you."

A satisfied smile appeared on Li Chenggong's face.

"Junior Brother, you are far too kind."

By this time, the golden light had already covered his scalp and was enveloping his hair.

"What are you looking at?" Li Chenggong raised his head in confusion.

Fang Yuan quickly withdrew his palm and pointed a finger at the top of Li Chenggong's head.

"Decompose!"

There were two rings of Luck above Li Chenggong's head. The inner ring was his primary Luck, totaling six hundred wisps of yellow Luck. The outer ring appeared to be faction Luck, likely from the Demonic Path, containing one hundred wisps of yellow Luck.

All of this Luck was instantly decomposed into ownerless luck by Fang Yuan.

This ownerless luck all converged toward Fang Yuan and was rapidly absorbed by him.

Fang Yuan's primary Luck suddenly rose to 880 wisps of yellow Luck.

In an instant, Li Chenggong felt a sense of impending doom. He wanted to act, but it was already too late.

The golden light bloomed completely, shrouding his body.

In a flash, Li Chenggong was decomposed.

[Corpse] + [Soul] + [Golden Core] + [Demonic Root]

Fang Yuan did not hesitate. Before Li Chenggong could even react, his finger pointed at the Soul.

"Decompose!"

This time, the speed was extremely fast.

The golden light instantly wrapped around the Soul.

Before Li Chenggong's consciousness could recover, his Soul was decomposed again!

[ownerless soul power] + [Cultivation Insights] + [Craft Insights] + [Spell Insights] + [Domain Insights] + [memory fragment]

Fang Yuan then instantly pointed at the [Golden Core].

The Golden Core flashed.

[Ownerless Golden Core] + [Mana Imprint]

Fang Yuan pointed at the Mana Imprint and decomposed it immediately.

The Mana Imprint directly collapsed into points of light and dissipated into nothingness.

At this point, Li Chenggong had absolutely no possibility of making a comeback.

Only then did Fang Yuan breathe a sigh of relief and look at Li Chenggong's insights.

Fang Yuan immediately pressed his palm against Li Chenggong's various insights.

As Fang Yuan absorbed them,

A massive amount of Cultivation Technique insights—including Divine Sense techniques, Golden Core techniques, and more—Golden Core cultivation and usage techniques, insights into various Spells, and insights into the 100% Metal Domain, all became Fang Yuan's possessions.

Among the Craft Insights, he also obtained the insights of a High Grade Rank Two Artifact Refiner and a High Grade Rank Two Puppet Master.

"Puppet Master?"

After Fang Yuan absorbed the Puppet Master's insights, he discovered many methods for creating Puppets, such as Wooden Puppets, Metal Puppets, Cultivator Puppets, and so on.

The most demonic of these was the Cultivator Puppet, which required refining a living Cultivator into a Puppet—a process that was extremely cruel.

Fang Yuan's brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze subconsciously swept over Li Chenggong's corpse lying on the ground.

"Wait, a Cultivator Puppet?"

Fang Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Li Chenggong's body still maintained a certain level of vitality, and his complexion was still ruddy, but his aura was completely gone. His life signs were gradually disappearing, and it was estimated that he would completely lose vitality before long.

"If I refine this body into a Puppet, wouldn't it be..."

Fang Yuan looked at the body, then at the floating Golden Core, and a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

"I could even create a Puppet Clone?"

Fang Yuan's heart stirred. He immediately organized the Puppet Master's experiences and insights, gaining some confidence.

In his Sea of Consciousness, Fang Yuan's Soul body was now incredibly solid, looking almost identical to his own appearance. The strength of the Soul body had reached the level of Late Stage Foundation Establishment, which could be said to surpass his Realm.

"Sever!"

A sharp glint flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes. Using the techniques of a Puppet Master, he condensed his Divine Sense into a blade and severed a pinky finger from his own Soul.

"Ah—!"

Fang Yuan let out a miserable cry as intense pain flooded his mind. He even rolled onto the ground, getting himself covered in dust.

Fortunately, the massive amount of ownerless soul power nearby had already been drawn by Fang Yuan's passively operating Xiao Yan One-Nine True Art. It flowed into his Sea of Consciousness and was absorbed by his primary Soul body. The originally damaged primary Soul was quickly restored to wholeness and continued to improve at an extremely rapid pace.

The sharp pain passed in an instant.

Fang Yuan ignored the primary Soul for the moment. He immediately performed a Puppet secret art, condensing secret sigils with his Divine Sense and striking them into that pinky-sized Soul. This small Soul directly transformed into a Soul Pearl covered in various secret sigils.

Fang Yuan stood up, approached Li Chenggong's Physical Body, and performed the Puppet secret art.

The Soul Pearl in his Sea of Consciousness instantly flew out and then charged into Li Chenggong's empty Sea of Consciousness.

The Soul Pearl spun around and came to the center.

A large number of secret sigils extended from the Soul Pearl, connecting to various parts of Li Chenggong's Sea of Consciousness.

Normally, this step would be extremely difficult because the host would certainly resist, but now that the Sea of Consciousness was empty, the process was incredibly easy.

The Soul Pearl successfully took control of the Sea of Consciousness, preliminarily refining this corpse into a Puppet body.

The Soul Pearl cracked open, and a blurred figure appeared.

Then, this figure sat cross-legged and began to circulate Li Chenggong's Divine Sense technique, the Great Yan Forty-Nine Heavenly Scripture.

That's right, Li Chenggong also practiced this series of Divine Sense techniques because it was the best Divine Sense technique in the Luoyun Sect.

After activating this technique, the Sea of Consciousness seemed to trigger a conditioned reflex, naturally circulating the Golden Core chapter of the Great Yan Forty-Nine Heavenly Scripture. Fang Yuan didn't even need to do much; it operated automatically.

This was clearly the Foundation Li Chenggong had laid himself; the cultivation was carved into the instincts of this body.

Once the technique was successfully circulating, a large amount of ownerless soul power nearby rushed into this body's Sea of Consciousness.

The blurred figure gradually solidified, slowly taking on Fang Yuan's appearance. As the Split Soul grew stronger, its speed of absorbing Soul Power increased!

The Soul's strength rose rapidly, soon catching up to the primary Soul. Its Soul Power strength reached the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment but could no longer improve.

Some invisible barrier limited the improvement of this Split Soul.

Fang Yuan understood that this was a restriction of Puppets. Basically, a Split Soul could not surpass the primary Soul because the Split Soul itself existed by relying on the primary Soul. If the primary Soul hadn't advanced, the Split Soul couldn't advance. Furthermore, if the primary Soul perished, the Split Soul would also dissipate.

This was just a Puppet, not a Second Primordial Spirit.