Treasure Gathering Immortal Furnace

"Kid, you actually know how to create puppets? And you can control ten? I underestimated you," Mo Li said, looking at the ten puppets in the distance with slight surprise.

"Uncle-Master, please forgive me!" Lu Fan immediately changed his hand seals and then pointed at the distance.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The ten puppets launched an attack on Mo Li in an instant. They were all inanimate objects, so they were fearless in the face of death.

But before the ten puppets could get close, Mo Li raised his hand and waved his hand, creating a spiritual energy shield out of thin air.

Bang bang bang...

The ten puppets crashed head-on into the protective barrier. Then, Mo Li turned around and waved his sleeves, causing spiritual energy to transform into a fierce gust of wind that blew out.

bang bang bang...

A series of explosions rang out, and the ten puppets were shattered on the spot by Mo Li without any ability to resist.

Lu Fan was also struck by the fierce gale, his body flying backward instantly, bang! He crashed heavily into the stone wall.

"cough!"

The next moment, Lu Fan spat out a mouthful of blood. Even at the 20th level of Qi Refining, he could hardly withstand a normal attack from a Pseudo-Core Stage cultivator.

This is the difference in realm, as different as heaven and earth!

"Boy, if I didn't have this obsession, I would definitely take you as my disciple and pass on my puppet-making technique. But now it's a pity to waste your talent."

"Don't resist anymore. Even if my lifespan is exhausted, you are still no match for me at the sixth level of Qi Refining."

Mo Li shook her head.

With things having progressed to this point, Lu Fan had nothing left to hide, so he simply blocked the Qi-concealing jade talisman, and the spiritual energy of his Qi-refining level 20 surged rapidly!

This scene caused Mo Li, who was standing to the side, to widen his eyes in disbelief: "Twentieth level of Qi Refining? How is that possible?!"

Clearly, for Lu Fan, a young cultivator in his twenties, to have reached the twentieth level of Qi Refining is simply defying the heavens!

After all, the resources required for each level after the tenth level of Qi Refining are extremely exaggerated. Even in the entire Great Yan Dynasty, you can't find anyone who hasn't reached the Foundation Establishment stage after the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.

Moreover, Lu Fan has reached the twentieth level of Qi Refining!

"Twenty levels of Qi Refining, genuine and top-notch," Lu Fan said with a gloomy expression.

"Good lad, you are quite shrewd and know how to hide your talents. The Dao Sect has produced an extraordinary genius."

"But this makes it even more impossible for me to let you go!"

As soon as Mo Li finished speaking, he suddenly flashed forward. Even with Lu Fan's Qi Refining Level 20 and his divine sense fully activated, it was extremely difficult for him to track Mo Li's movements.

Mo Li approached without even getting close, but the sheer amount of spiritual energy he released with every gesture was enough to kill Lu Fan instantly.

Knowing his weaknesses, Lu Fan immediately formed hand seals, summoning the other ten puppets in the distance to rush over, forming a long line to protect him.

Bang bang bang!

But in just one exchange, the ten puppets were shattered one after another by the spiritual energy released by Mo Li, just like porcelain.

lb!

With a dull thud, Lu Fan took a solid blow to the chest, his body flying backward. Fortunately, his body, which had been tempered to the 20th level, barely withstood the impact.

Moreover, this was without Mo Li using any magical artifacts. If he had used them, Lu Fan would probably have died on the spot.

But this was also within Lu Fan's calculations. After all, Zi Yuan needed to use the blood-activating infusion method, and he wouldn't be killed until he achieved that goal.

At this moment, Lu Fan was lying on the ground, feeling a burning pain in his internal organs, and even breathing was extremely difficult.

Mo Li wasn't much better off. He already had less than a year left to live, and now he was fighting Lu Fan, which made Mo Li's old face turn even paler.

"If you were at the 20th level of Qi Refining Foundation Establishment, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to capture you given my current lifespan. But unfortunately, you are not at the Foundation Establishment level," Mo Li calmed his spiritual energy fluctuations before stepping forward.

At this moment, Lu Fan was lying on the ground, and he quickly raised his hand: "Uncle-Master, stop hitting me, you just want my blood-activating essence, I'll give it to you!"

"I have only one request: after the blood draw, please give me a quick death."

Hearing Lu Fan's words, Mo Li was quite kind and said, "Of course, I would never let you suffer in the slightest."

Lu Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, struggled to his feet, walked to the bone-disassembling knife beside him, gripped the handle, and looked bitter.

"Uncle Mo, is it really necessary?" Lu Fan was struggling internally at this moment, after all, no one can truly be at ease when facing death.

"Why do you have to delay this little bit of time?" Mo Li said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan gritted his teeth and slashed his wrist, blood flowing out instantly.

Upon seeing this, Mo Li immediately formed a hand seal and used his manipulation technique to draw Lu Fan's blood into a winding bloodline, which flowed into Zi Yuan's brow.

Instantly, Zi Yuan's entire body seemed to come alive, rapidly and greedily absorbing Lu Fan's vital blood, and her originally cracked and delicate face quickly recovered.

At this moment, Lu Fan's face was visibly pale, but there was no need to hold anything back anymore.

Then Lu Fan quickly mobilized the meager amount of true essence in his body, subtly mixing it into the blood circulation, and poured it into Zi Yuan's brow along with it!

In that instant, Lu Fan's divine sense entered Zi Yuan's body without any hindrance, and an invisible thread, imperceptible to the naked eye, completely connected Lu Fan and Zi Yuan.

In other words, at this moment, Zi Yuan has completely acknowledged Lu Fan as her master.

Mo Li, who was focused solely on the surface, didn't notice Lu Fan's subtle movement at all.

Just as Mo Li was still immersed in the fact that Zi Yuan was about to recover, Lu Fan suddenly covered his wrist to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Seeing this, Mo Li's face darkened, and he looked at Lu Fan: "Boy, still want to struggle before you die? Do you only feel satisfied when you die after suffering some torture?"

"Uncle-Master Mo, this disciple doesn't want to die!"

As soon as Lu Fan finished speaking, he moved his divine sense, and the originally calm Zi Yuan rushed out instantly. Before Mo Li could react, she stretched out her left hand and pierced through Mo Li's chest!

Pfft...

In an instant, a bloody hole the size of a bowl was ripped open in Mo Li's chest, and Zi Yuan withdrew her blood-soaked left hand, remaining motionless.

Lu Fan only controlled Zi Yuan for a brief second before he felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode!

After all, he first expended a large amount of vital energy, then drew out eighty years of true essence, and then controlled a Golden Core stage puppet across two major realms.

Under this triple backlash, Lu Fan's soul and body almost collapsed.

At this moment, Mo Li stared at the bloody hole in his chest, his body stiffened, and he looked at Zi Yuan behind him with disbelief in his eyes.

"Zi Yuan, you?" Mo Li was clearly unaware of what had happened.

Lu Fan, pale-faced, collapsed to his knees, barely breathing, and with a sliver of consciousness, looked at Mo Li.

Mo Li, whose lifespan was already limited, suffered a ruptured heart and lungs after being opened up, and his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Then an extremely ethereal soul floated out of the body.

"You bastard! When did you tamper with my Purple Iris?! I'll kill you!"

Enraged, Mo Li charged at Lu Fan with the power of her remaining soul.

Seeing Mo Li's remnant soul rushing towards him, Lu Fan sighed. Clearly, he was also exhausted and unable to react even as he watched Mo Li charge towards him.

Fortunately, Mo Li, whose lifespan was nearing its end, was weak. He rushed to Lu Fan, but before he could even raise his hand, he turned into specks of light and slowly dissipated.