Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 676 - 322: The Puppet Array Is Finally Complete

Chapter 676: Chapter 322: The Puppet Array Is Finally Complete

Leaving was an unavoidable move, but it wouldn’t happen immediately; at the very least, they had to wait until the puppet array was fully refined.

With True Monarch Yun Qing’s personality, even if he harbored ill intentions, he wouldn’t act right away.

He would at least wait until the war between the two countries was deadlocked, when all forces would be too preoccupied to pay attention to this side, before he made his move.

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In this way, Xu Ping secretly guarded against True Monarch Yun Qing while fully refining the quasi-Fourth Rank Puppets, and four years flew by in a blink.

In these four years.

On the surface, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was calm, and True Monarch Yun Qing maintained a facade of harmony with Xu Ping, but both were aware of each other’s vigilance, maintaining a delicate balance.

Contrasting the surface tranquility in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the battlefield between the two nations was ablaze with war and endless slaughter.

The Tu imperial family almost exerted all its efforts to attack the Great Yu Country, advancing thousands of miles with unstoppable force.

Even though the Great Yu Country had foreseen the danger, they were still caught off guard, losing several crucial border Immortal Cities in a row, suffering severe losses.

On the battlefield, Emperor Tu exhibited the terrifying strength of a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul powerhouse, causing both fear and admiration.

He alone fought against two Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Great Yu Country, not only holding his ground but forcing them into retreat, making his name renowned far and wide.

Emperor Tu’s prowess instilled fear in neighboring countries; even some Mid-Stage Nascent Soul powerhouses regarded him with new respect, not daring to underestimate him.

"This Emperor Tu is indeed a pinnacle Mid-Stage Nascent Soul powerhouse, far more formidable than ordinary Mid-Stage Nascent Soul powerhouses."

While in seclusion refining puppets, Xu Ping couldn’t help but marvel upon learning of Emperor Tu’s achievements.

Despite his amazement, Xu Ping wasn’t too surprised at heart.

The Great Xia Country had a profound foundation and a long heritage, once having Late-Stage Nascent Soul great cultivators sitting in command, its foundation far beyond what ordinary forces could compare.

Even though there were no more Late-Stage Nascent Soul great cultivators now, Emperor Tu, as the ruler of Great Xia, wielded resources and secret techniques unimaginable to ordinary people.

"The strength of Great Xia is clearly superior to that of the Great Yu Country, but the Great Yu Country, which has more than one Nascent Soul powerhouse, won’t give in easily, so the battle between them is far from over," Xu Ping thought to himself.

A prolonged conflict has its advantages, such as Water Lake Rat’s contribution points surely increasing steadily. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

In a long-term war, there would be more opportunities to achieve meritorious deeds and acquire richer resources.

As contribution points accumulate, the chances of obtaining a Nascent Soul Pill would naturally increase as well.

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As the war progressed, specific details of the battles continued to trickle in.

Nascent Soul cultivators also began to sustain casualties.

However, these casualties were concentrated among the Nascent Soul cultivators from the royal families of Great Xia and Great Yu countries.

In contrast, the non-royal Nascent Soul cultivators, aside from one unfortunate guy whose physical body was slain by Emperor Tu, didn’t sustain serious injuries.

With this, the last trace of worry within Xu Ping’s heart dissipated.

The progress of the battlefield indeed unfolded as True Monarch Lan Ling described, where the non-royal Nascent Soul cultivators of both sides were holding back, not truly risking their lives.

A Fourth Rank Demon King like Water Lake Rat, as long as he didn’t provoke trouble, was basically safe.

Thus, another two years passed.

The war still raged on, but Xu Ping’s attention was entirely focused on the final perfection of the puppet array.

On this day, in the underground grotto of Celestial Cyan Peak.

The pale blue light flowed like water, illuminating this underground space.

Xu Ping held his breath and focused, forming seals with both hands, as delicate thread-like Spiritual Power danced between his fingertips.

That Spiritual Power seemed to have a will of its own, weaving through the air, sketching complex runes and arrays.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the dark gold core of the puppet burst into a dazzling light.

The air around twisted and distorted due to the violent energy fluctuations, forming visible ripples that emitted a heart-stopping pressure.

As the light gradually faded, a lifelike humanoid puppet of dark gold appeared in the center of the grotto.

"Finally completed!"

Xu Ping looked at the vividly lifelike puppet before him, a smile of joy and excitement on his face.

After expending so many years of effort, all the quasi-Fourth Rank Puppets were finally completely refined!

With these puppets, he was no longer weak in the Nascent Soul Realm.

With a light wave of his sleeve, five more identical puppets appeared out of thin air, neatly lined up on both sides of the final puppet.

These six puppets shared the same exterior, internal structure, and aura, as if they were brothers born from the same source, resonating inexplicably with each other.

"Let’s try forming the puppet array!"

The smile on Xu Ping’s face faded, his expression turning solemn.

With his right hand forming seals and his left palm facing up, a drop of golden essence blood slowly rose, hovering above his palm.

Boom!

In an instant, the energy and blood within Xu Ping surged, a vast sea-like life force thronging from his body.

The initially calm essence blood instantly transformed into a blazing golden flame, shining brightly.

The next moment.

The essence blood split into six blood rays, piercing the core of the puppets, and immediately, the eyes of the six puppets glowed with a hint of blood.

It seemed they were summoned by some kind of calling, their bodies floating synchronously, arranged in a hexagram centered around Xu Ping in the air.

Between the puppets, countless crystalline threads of puppet power wove like a spider’s web, arcs of electricity dancing flashing across them.

Each thread carried the essence of Xu Ping’s energy and blood, binding the six puppets closely together.

In just a moment, a massive hexagram puppet power array map formed in the grotto, suspended above Xu Ping’s head.

"Buzz!"

The entire array erupted with an intimidating force, a vast tide of energy and blood sweeping through the grotto, overbearing and irresistible.