Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin rested his hands on the edge of the table, and looked down at the crowd of disciples below with boredom.

Why do these disciples seem disorganized and undisciplined... Wen Jin frowned. Could it be that Piaomiao Yinque hasn't been officially unified yet?

Thinking of this, Wen Jin let out a soft "tsk" and lowered his head to fiddle with the teapot at hand.

What a long beginning, Wen Jin complained in his heart.

It was not until she heard the chaotic footsteps downstairs that she put the teacup on the table and looked down.

At this moment, Lu Qingzhi looked up at Wen Jin. When their eyes met, Lu Qingzhi lowered her eyes and changed the way her hands, which were resting on her legs, were crossed.

Wen Jin understood what he meant.

At this time, most of the management monks around Lu Qingzhi had already stood up and left, and were distributing something among the disciples.

The disciples had different expressions, some were conflicted, some were determined, and some were disgusted.

The disciple who raised his hand to refuse was dragged away by another disciple who suddenly appeared on the spot.

Wen Jin watched coldly, and silently tapped the sound transmission note twice in his sleeve.

“Pay attention to the sound.”

The thin lips with a light crimson color moved slightly, and four words were transmitted.

Then Wen Jin immediately waved his sleeves, and in an instant countless talismans filled with thunder and fire spiritual power and already activated flew out of his sleeves!

Ji Yunmiao raised his hand to take the tea tray, then waved his hand downwards - the poison pill that had already turned into powder in his hand, mixed with spiritual energy, silently scattered towards the crowd on the first floor!

Lu Qingzhi's body tensed up and her hand unconsciously touched the edge of her sleeve.

The top floor of the attic was blown up without any suspense!

Countless monks poured in!

Xie Chengfeng's figure slowly emerged from outside the second-floor railing.

He used his hand as a sword and gently pointed it at the crowd - there was a loud "bang" and the floor exploded, blowing up the disciples who were about to rush up.

Lu Qingzhi stood up, tiptoed slightly and flew into the air, summoning the harp she had played at the beginning. Her fingertips quickly plucked the strings, and waves of sound were emitted, directly blocking the people who wanted to rush up!

On the square stage, two clapping sounds were suddenly heard from behind the gauze curtain.

In an instant, countless monks dressed as disciples of Piaomiao Yinque emerged from the second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, and the fifth floor!

Wen Jin frowned and looked at Ji Yunmiao beside him.

Among this group of people, there are many in the late Nascent Soul stage, but there are also some masters in the Spiritual Transformation stage!

At this moment, their private room was also surrounded by these disciples.

Their movements were mechanical and uniform, and their eyes were almost empty.

Throwing spiritual power of various colors towards the barrier in front of Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao!

"Yes..." A guess slowly emerged in Wen Jin's mind, and she glanced sideways at Ji Yunmiao.

"Puppetry." Ji Yunmiao gave a guess, which was exactly the same as the answer in her mind.

This forbidden technique, which has been lost for hundreds of thousands of years and has long faded from the vision of the immortal cultivation world, uses living cultivators as its basis and transforms them with drugs. The things produced have no independent consciousness and become puppets that can be manipulated by the cultivator.

By using disciples in the late Nascent Soul stage and using drugs to transform and stimulate various aspects of life, it is entirely possible to refine a puppet in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation stage.

If the cultivator's skills are good enough and there are enough rare medicines, it is not impossible to transform a cultivator in the early or middle Nascent Soul stage into a puppet in the early stage of the God Transformation stage.

The reason why puppetry was invented was that an alchemist tried to use medicine to treat a person who was dying of poisoning, but accidentally turned that person into a puppet.

After puppetry was officially invented, it became popular throughout the world of immortal cultivation. In addition to refining dying relatives into puppets to keep them by one's side, everyone was proud to have a puppet servant of their own, and puppet fights were not uncommon.

The more they fought, the more they died, and the demand for puppets became greater and greater. Some alchemy practitioners with evil intentions began to reach out to ordinary practitioners.

The world of immortal cultivation began to become chaotic.

It is because of this incident that the Penglai Island, which has always been hidden from the world, has unveiled its mysterious veil.

When the island master came forward, he convened a meeting of the other nine major immortal cultivation sects and finally announced the decision to list puppetry as a forbidden technique.

The books recording the secret techniques of puppetry were collected and destroyed together with the refined puppets. The semi-finished products that could be saved were saved, and the families of those that could not be saved could only be advised to mourn. The alchemists who sold puppets refined through improper means were later executed, and the alchemists who sold puppets were all imprisoned.

Although thunderous measures may hurt innocent people, they are very effective.

Later, a reporting system was implemented, and those who provided true information could receive a reward ranging from 100 low-grade to 100 medium-grade spirit stones.

Puppetry has since disappeared from the world of immortal cultivation.

Now it appears again...

Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, searching his mind for memories of the Penglai Fairy Island's library: The sect that confiscated the books back then was -

Wudang Mountain!

Everything seems to have formed a closed loop.

The barrier was suddenly broken at this moment! Dozens of puppets in the God Transformation Stage rushed in first!

Through the gap left by the puppets, Wen Jin saw Xie Chengfeng, who was held up by two incarnation puppets and had fallen into a coma for some reason.

A heart is hanging high.

"Be careful!" Ji Yunmiao's voice suddenly came!

Several ice cones flew over and pierced the torsos of several puppets around Wen Jin!

The huge impact force slowed down their attack speed, but the magic puppet's spell had arrived!

Wen Jin subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, but the spells thrown by more than a dozen magic practitioners at the end of the team merged together and directly broke the shield in front of Wen Jin!

Ji Yunmiao's heart tightened, and he didn't know where to point the sword in his hand.

The teleportation talisman shattered in his hand, and the spell hit his body, making a dull sound as if it had substance.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the tip of the sword was leaning downward on the ground, supporting his shaky body.

Wen Jin exclaimed and reached out to hold it.

There was a sound of "clicking", and countless sword puppets' swords were raised.

With a "bang", the black gold sword in Ji Yunmiao's hand was also knocked away.

The Immortal Binding Rope was used to tie him up directly.

Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao were carried out of the private room, and were watched by a group of puppets together with Xie Chengfeng who was also carried.

Lu Qingzhi was on the other side, her zither had been knocked away by someone, and her neck was full of swords.

On the square platform, the white gauze curtain was slowly lifted.

A man in a black cloak slowly walked out from the layers of gauze curtains.

There was just a hint of black mixed in with the almost white light color.

Even Ji Yunmiao followed the local customs and changed out of Wen Jin's favorite black suit and put on a white Penglai school uniform - Wen Jin had never bought him a white coat with closed sleeves.

The upper half of the man's face was hidden in the hood of his cloak, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

He was wearing a mask on the lower half of his face, and Wen Jin guessed that this was also the reason why his voice had changed.

She stared at the man's figure, and an uncomfortable feeling slowly emerged in her heart. As the man's footsteps got closer and closer to her, the feeling became stronger and stronger, inexplicably suppressing her heart.

At Ji Yunmiao's heart, the temporarily weakened demonic consciousness twitched slightly.