Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

Li Chengfeng cautiously walked within the Puppet Sect's market. Although his substitute puppet had already left the Treasure Pavilion, he remained highly vigilant.

His divine sense companion keenly sensed a rogue cultivator furtively following him.

This rogue cultivator, named Zhang Cong, was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, around forty or fifty years old, and clearly intended to take advantage of the situation.

Li Chengfeng was used to this kind of situation.

In such a mixed environment, preying on each other was commonplace. However, the Hell Blood Spirit Jade was too important to Li Chengfeng, and he would not allow any mishaps.

Li Chengfeng remained unmoved. He discovered that besides Zhang Cong, no one else was following him. Therefore, he abandoned all distractions and used the Dust of History to completely conceal himself.

When Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet arrived beside him, it suddenly stopped and turned to Zhang Cong, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you've followed me here, what is your purpose? If this matter is exposed, it won't be good for you."

Seeing that he had been discovered, Zhang Cong no longer hid himself, and sneered sinisterly. A fan appeared in his hand, and he threatened, "Boy, quickly hand over what you bought from the Treasure Pavilion to your grandpa, and maybe I'll spare your life.

Otherwise, the fan in my hand will ensure you die without a burial place!"

Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet nodded indifferently and said, "I'm tired of hearing lines like that. Since you seek death, then I'll send you on your way.

I hope you won't be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Cong felt a massive aura coming from behind, enveloping him.

His whole body trembled, and he wanted to resist, but it was already too late.

He only felt his neck being grabbed by a powerful force, and then blood frantically poured into the other party's body.

In a short time, he became a dried corpse, and even his soul was sucked away.

Li Chengfeng took the storage bag and Wind Chime Fan from the substitute puppet's hand. When he saw that there were only ten thousand low-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, he knew that this rogue cultivator could only be considered a moderately wealthy person among rogue cultivators.

He directly incinerated the dried corpse with a flame.

Then, he picked up the Wind Chime Fan and looked at it thoughtfully. This fan was not simple; it was actually a magic artifact with powerful energy fluctuations.

Li Chengfeng put it away.

He did not delve into investigating the authenticity of the Hell Blood Spirit Jade. Instead, he ordered the substitute puppet to hide and wait.

He quickly returned to the Puppet Sect market, a series of actions that puzzled the Blood Clan Princess.

She asked in confusion, "Li Chengfeng, now that you have obtained the Hell Blood Spirit Stone, why don't you use it to cultivate, and instead return here?"

Li Chengfeng responded with a cold laugh, "I have my own plans. Advancing to the twelfth level of Qi Refining is not easy. I need to make some deals with the Puppet Sect."

The Blood Clan Princess was uneasy. She knew that her master would definitely set a trap in the Hell Blood Spirit Stone. Once Li Chengfeng absorbed its power to cultivate, he would inevitably encounter misfortune, and she would be able to escape.

However, Li Chengfeng did not seem to be in a hurry to cultivate, and instead wandered around the market, which greatly annoyed her.

Li Chengfeng's eyes were sharp, and he noticed an elite disciple of the Puppet Sect. This person's cultivation had reached the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining. His aura was majestic and imposing, giving people a sense of unapproachability.

He stepped forward and respectfully cupped his hands, saying, "Fellow Daoist, I am a rogue cultivator named Tian Ku, and I have a transaction I would like to discuss with you."

That person glanced at Li Chengfeng. Seeing that his strength had also reached the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining, he couldn't help but feel respect and nodded, signaling, "I am Yu Haiyang, an elite disciple of the Puppet Sect. Fellow Daoist, please speak freely. If the price is right, I will naturally consider it."

The Puppet Sect's territory was strictly regulated, and no one dared to be presumptuous here.

Li Chengfeng pulled Yu Haiyang aside and whispered, "Fellow Daoist, do you need souls? I recently killed a Golden Core stage cultivator and obtained his soul."

Upon hearing this, Yu Haiyang's expression changed drastically, and he asked in surprise, "A Golden Core stage cultivator? You were able to kill him?"

Li Chengfeng waved his hand and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. That cultivator was already seriously injured and on the verge of death at the time. I was lucky to succeed.

Unfortunately, apart from the soul, his storage treasures and other treasures have all disappeared, and his body has also rotted due to poisoning."

Although the cultivator's soul was sealed by Li Chengfeng in an injured state, it was powerful enough. For the Puppet Sect disciples, it was undoubtedly a huge fortune.

Yu Haiyang pondered for a moment and said, "If what you say is true, this transaction is feasible. However, I need to see the soul with my own eyes."

This Puppet Elite named Yu Haiyang, is currently facing a bottleneck in his cultivation, wanting to go out to breathe, purchase some materials to help cultivation.

His master is the elder of the Puppet Sect, a Golden Core stage cultivator.

Li Chengfeng found him in the teahouse, immediately realized that he was definitely a heavyweight in the Puppet Sect, at least a loyal elite disciple of the sect. Since it is an elite disciple, there must be a deep background behind him.

Li Chengfeng leaked a trace of the Blood Clan Princess' soul aura.

Yu Haiyang looked surprised, with a greedy look, and remotely transmitted the sound: "Since this is the case, then in this transaction, you offer a price."

Li Chengfeng thought for a while, and said: "I am also anxious to shoot, this thing is useless in my hands. Since you are not practicing the way of puppets, then a fixed price, how about one hundred middle-grade spirit stones?"

Yu Haiyang shook his head, expressing embarrassment: "Do you think I am rich? I have to buy materials, and I need to reserve many treasures, and the survival rate of puppets is not high.

Among our puppet disciples, there are few rich people. If you really want to make this business and don't want to cause trouble, then I can only pay fifty middle-grade spirit stones, which is my limit."

Li Chengfeng pondered for a while, and said with a little reluctance: "Since this is the case, then it is better for Daoist to give me a puppet? That way I also feel fair.

Puppet door also sells puppets to the outside world, so you are not as tight as the rumors."

Yu Haiyang nodded in agreement: "Since this is the case, I will give you two puppets with the strength of the tenth level of Qi Refining, so there is no need to pay spirit stones. What do you think?"

Li Chengfeng agreed happily. Although these two puppets are not necessary for him, he mainly wants to study the art of puppet refining.

Yu Haiyang took out two puppets without hesitation. They were lifelike, not human, but cheetah-shaped, with sharp fangs and overflowing demon energy. They were obviously refined from demon souls.

Li Chengfeng didn't care about their shape and quickly put away the two puppets.

At this time, the Blood Clan Princess in Li Chengfeng's sea of ​​consciousness was already shocked.

She heard that something was wrong, isn't the soul of the Golden Core cultivator her? But it was too late.

Li Chengfeng directly sealed her, then opened his mouth and spat out the sealed soul, and handed it to Yu Haiyang.

Yu Haiyang saw at a glance that this was the soul of a Golden Core cultivator. He was secretly delighted that as long as he practiced the second-order puppet, he could advance to the foundation building stage.