Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

He closed his eyes and used his senses to pinpoint Cui Ming's true form.

Then they discovered... the real body was still sitting there, not moving.

Those ghostly figures are purely for visual distraction.

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint simply ignored it and continued to chop down the puppet.

But Cui Ming's experiment was not over yet.

He began his third round of imagination: "Attack Absorption Armor".

The principle is to partially store, partially transform, and partially bounce back the attacked data.

The effect of this thing can only be described as miraculous, and it's practically impossible to replicate in reality.

But in this godforsaken place, as long as Cui Ming firmly believes in his own ideas, he will definitely succeed.

Then, light blue patterns began to appear on several puppets and quickly spread to all the puppets.

A vengeful swordsman struck the shoulder of the Gluttonous Beast's modified form with his sword.

The blade penetrated three-tenths of an inch into the flesh!

But the next second, the sword suddenly glowed blue, and then with a "bang," the swordsman was knocked back three steps.

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint's eyes twitched.

What is all this about?

What happened to the promised sword duel?

How did it turn into a mechanical engineering expo?

And judging from Cui Ming's expression, he's still pondering things.

The fourth experimental product: "High-speed regeneration core"

The effect is that the puppet automatically repairs itself after being damaged, and can keep fighting as long as it has enough energy.

The fifth test subject: "Group Mental Interference Network" - spreading using the principle of terrifying sound waves to slow down the enemy's reaction speed.

The sixth test subject: "Terrain Modification Module" - making the white ground grow metal spikes, pits, and slides, basically making it as disgusting as possible.

……

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint finally couldn't take it anymore.

He swung his sword, unleashing an arc of sword energy that cleared the puppets within a five-zhang radius, before striding towards Cui Ming.

"enough!"

He was furious.

"This is my own consciousness space! Not your workshop!"

Cui Ming then opened his eyes.

He looked around; the test subjects were all functioning, some well, some badly, but the data was all in his mind.

Then he looked at the remnant soul of the Sword Saint.

"you're right."

Cui Ming nodded.

"This is your consciousness space."

He stood up and patted his clothes—though there was no dust on them.

"so,"

"I don't actually need to fight you."

Cui Ming looked at the nameless swordsman with a distorted expression and felt somewhat bored.

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

"My goal is to control the demon sword, not to compete with you in swordsmanship."

Cui Ming continued.

"To put it bluntly, controlling the demon sword means making your consciousness obey me, or dissipate."

He pointed to the puppets and ghosts still fighting around him.

"But that would be too slow and wasteful."

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint frowned.

"Then what do you want?"

Cui Ming smiled.

"I want to make a deal with you."

"trade?"

"Correct."

Cui Ming began to bewitch the nameless sword saint.

"Look, you've been here for hundreds of years, spending your days with these swords and knives. Occasionally someone with a sword comes along, and you have to test their swordsmanship. How boring!"

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint remained silent.

Cui Ming continued.

"As for me, I'm good at making things, but not so good at swordsmanship."

"Even if you find a swordsmanship genius to wield the demon sword, it's still not quite there yet."

"so?"

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint raised an eyebrow and asked.

"So, don't test my swordsmanship."

Cui Ming had an expression that seemed perfectly natural.

“I’ll become the master of the demon sword directly. As for you, you don’t need to stay inside the sword anymore; I’ll find you a new place.”

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint was somewhat stunned.

"...Where to change to?"

Cui Ming waved his hand.

"As you can see, the various puppets I create are exceptionally well-made."

"Instead of being trapped in a knife, why not... regain a body that truly belongs to you?"

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint remained silent for a long time.

He looked around; his undead army was still in the consciousness space, fighting fiercely with the puppets, but was clearly at a disadvantage.

Especially after those ridiculously giant puppets appeared, even the remnant soul of the nameless sword saint couldn't help but click its tongue.

Moreover, even though the puppet died... no, even though the puppet was scattered, Cui Ming could still "think" about it again.

But once the spirits of the dead have dispersed, they are truly gone, and it takes a lot of time and effort to reunite them.

Moreover, Cui Ming's experimental subjects were all more troublesome than the last. If this continued, our side would be worn down sooner or later.

He looked at Cui Ming again.

The other person looked sincere and didn't seem to be joking.

You mean...?

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint spoke slowly.

"Let me leave the demon sword and live inside your puppet?"

"Correct."

Cui Ming nodded.

"From now on, you will be my sharp blade. Only by following me can you witness more powerful figures and spar with those sword geniuses."

"Isn't your dream to fight against those true masters of swordsmanship?"

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint remained silent for a while.

Why should I believe you?

You don't have to believe me.

Cui Ming shrugged.

"Then let's keep fighting. I still have many experimental subjects here that I haven't released yet, including a puppet that specializes in targeting consciousness and spirits. Do you want to give it a try?"

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint remained silent...

He looked down at the knife in his hand.

He looked up again at the new puppets that were still emerging in the distance.

Finally, the remnant soul of the Sword Saint sighed.

"Row."

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint eventually gave in.

"But there's a condition."

"You said."

As long as he agreed, Cui Ming naturally couldn't refuse.

"I need to get a body that allows me to move freely as soon as possible."

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint said.

Cui Ming readily nodded.

"That's natural."