Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

“In the past, even if we won a battle and captured the enemy’s heavy weapons, we often had to destroy them on the spot because we couldn’t transport them.”

Cui Ming patted the prosthetic arm on Tian Jinzhong's arm.

"But if we have these mechanical creations, we can defeat them, take them away, and withdraw from them! We can turn the enemy's weapons into our own!"

"This is not only for the people's livelihood, but also for protecting our homeland and increasing our chances of winning this war concerning the survival of our nation!"

"What I seek is not the strength of one person, or the benefit of one family or clan, but rather the hope that this art of mechanisms can be transformed into armor to protect the common people and the vast land!"

His words were powerful and resounding.

A brief silence fell over the side hall.

Chapter 75 Zhuge Mingyue

After listening to Cui Ming's series of words...

Zhang Zhiwei abandoned his casual demeanor and his eyes became serious.

Zhang Huaiyi seemed lost in thought, his fingers unconsciously rubbing together.

Tian Jinzhong looked at the mechanical prosthetic arm on his arm, his gaze no longer merely filled with curiosity, but with a heavy sense of weight.

They finally understood what kind of grand vision and sense of responsibility lay behind Cui Ming's words about "making it for ordinary people".

This seemingly useless mechanical contraption might actually bring about a change in the course of the battle under the current circumstances.

The mockery in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes had lessened, replaced by admiration.

"Junior Brother Cui... your ambitions are far-reaching..."

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's emotional reaction, Cui Ming didn't say much, but simply cupped his hands in greeting.

"Fellow disciples, I need to discuss tomorrow's meeting with my fellow disciples, so I will take my leave now. See you tomorrow."

The solemn atmosphere in the side hall had not yet dissipated when Cui Ming bid farewell to Zhang Zhiwei and the other two.

Guided by a Taoist priest, they proceeded to the guest rooms assigned to the Tang Clan.

They prepared to meet with Tang Miaoxing and others to discuss the details of tomorrow's talks.

However, perhaps his appearance in the square today was just too eye-catching.

Just as Cui Minggang walked out of the side hall and through a bamboo grove, a green figure blocked his way.

It was Zhuge Mingyue, the young woman from the Wuhou School who had been giving him the cold shoulder and looking sullen since they met.

She was alone at the moment, arms crossed, her pretty face frosty.

A pair of bright eyes stared at Cui Ming without any politeness, the hostility in her gaze almost tangible.

Cui Ming was slightly surprised.

It should be noted that the Tang Clan and the Wuhou Sect have no prior enmity and their businesses have almost no overlap.

He himself rarely left his home, spending most of his time either at the Tang Clan's Skillful Crafts Hall or at the mine's stronghold.

Even if they conspired with Gao Gen to hunt down the Quanxing, it was still in Sichuan.

These three points were completely separate from the daughter of the Wuhou School, who lived far away in Zhejiang.

Where does this inexplicable and intense hostility come from?

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest who was leading the way looked troubled, stepped forward, and bowed.

"Miss Zhuge Mingyue, the Celestial Master has ordered that all distinguished guests from various sects should rest well in preparation for tomorrow's meeting. You..."

Tomorrow's meeting is of great importance. As the host, Longhu Mountain naturally does not want important figures from various factions to have private contact before the meeting, especially in a scene that is obviously full of tension.

Zhuge Mingyue ignored him, her gaze still fixed on Cui Ming, her tone stiff.

"I have some private matters to discuss with Master Cui. Please make yourself at home, Daoist."

The Taoist priest was even more troubled and glanced at Cui Ming.

Cui Ming's mind raced with thoughts.

The Wuhou School was proficient in Qimen Dunjia and divination, and its Wuhou Divine Strategies were renowned throughout the world.

Previously, the Earthly Immortal was able to accurately grasp the intelligence of the Tang Clan's caravan, and the timing was so precise.

If it wasn't an internal leak, then the most likely explanation is that it was learned through internal observation.

In this respect, the Wuhou School is undoubtedly an expert.

Could the matter of the wandering immortals be related to the Wuhou Sect?

Or perhaps Zhuge Mingyue knew the inside story?

Thinking of this, Cui Ming smiled slightly at the Taoist priest who was leading the way and said calmly.

"It's alright, Daoist Master, please go ahead. I'll just say a few words to Miss Zhuge and then return; it won't delay our business."

Seeing that Cui Ming himself had said so, the Taoist priest could not insist any further. He could only urge Cui Ming to return as soon as possible before leaving with a worried expression.

After the Taoist priest's figure disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest, Cui Ming turned to Zhuge Mingyue, about to ask her purpose.

Unexpectedly, before he could even speak, Zhuge Mingyue had already launched a fierce attack!

"The eight gates open!"

With a flick of her slender hand, a magical formation instantly unfolded beneath her feet!

Judging from this, Cui Ming knew that this Miss Zhuge Mingyue had probably been preparing for a long time.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly gave way, and his body was uncontrollably enveloped by a force.

The scenery before my eyes flashed by, and then...

Cui Ming was then teleported to an open training ground next to the bamboo forest.

This is precisely the signature technique of the Wuhou School—Eight Gates Transport!

Almost the instant she landed, Zhuge Mingyue's figure rushed forward, using the power of the Qimen formation to get to Cui Ming's side!

She let out a sharp cry, and her seemingly delicate body erupted with a fierce and explosive aura.

Fists, strikes, elbows, and knees rained down on Cui Ming like a storm!

The moves were fierce and powerful, and the energy was concentrated; it was clearly the Bajiquan passed down in the Wuhou School!

Moreover, his skill was quite remarkable; his punches were powerful and carried the faint sound of wind and thunder!

This series of moves, from magical teleportation to close-quarters combat, is executed with incredible fluidity, suggesting that it has been practiced for quite some time.

However, faced with the sudden and fierce attack, Cui Ming did not even move his feet, and there was not even a trace of surprise in his eyes.

It was just a slight thought.

Swish swish!

He was wearing the Mysterious Armor that the substitute puppet had transformed into. Under Cui Ming's control, the substitute puppet condensed into four arms in front of Cui Ming.

This bizarre scene startled Zhuge Mingyue!

But with the arrow already on the bowstring, she had no time to think and had no choice but to bite the bullet and charge forward.

However, these four mechanical arms were far more troublesome than Zhuge Mingyue had imagined.

Block, parry, cut, take.

In an instant, it blocked the aggressive Zhuge Mingyue. The powerful Bajiquan could not even land a few moves before being captured by the four mechanical arms.

But at the crucial moment, Cui Ming manipulated the mechanical arm to deliver Zhuge Mingyue with a palm strike.

Using the momentum, Zhuge Mingyue performed a backflip and landed steadily on the ground, her face full of embarrassment and anger.

But before she could say anything...

Several hidden lines, like silver snakes, shot out from the mechanism box behind Cui Ming!

Under Cui Ming's manipulation, these hidden lines drew strange arcs in the air.

With unparalleled precision, it bypassed Zhuge Mingyue's swift punches and kicks, instantly wrapping around her wrists, ankles, and waist!

Zhuge Mingyue felt a tightness all over her body, as if all the points of force she could exert were cleverly sealed off by these seemingly delicate yet incredibly tough silk threads.

She tried to struggle, but found that the harder she tried, the tighter the threads became entangled.

Furthermore, strange qi emanated from the silk threads, causing the qi condensed within her body to gradually slow down its circulation.

In the blink of an eye, the once fierce young lady of the Wuhou Sect had, through her own struggles, bound herself into a tight ball of yarn.

Completely unable to move, with only his head, hands, and feet sticking out in a spread-eagle position.

Even so, Zhuge Mingyue still glared at Cui Ming with her fiery peach blossom eyes.

Only after confirming that the ferocious kitten was completely under control did Cui Ming slowly speak.

“Miss Zhuge Mingyue, I, Cui, have no grudge against your Wuhou Sect, and I have never met you before.”

"Isn't this a bit too extravagant a gift for our first meeting? May I ask how I, Cui, have offended you?"

"Pah! You despicable scoundrel!"

Even though she was bound, Zhuge Mingyue remained incredibly stubborn.

She took a deep breath and unleashed her inner energy like a volcanic eruption.

Chapter 76 Full of Mysteries

boom!

A powerful shockwave spread out from her center, causing the large ball of yarn made of hidden threads to expand to nearly twice its original size, with the threads emitting a humming sound as they struggled under the strain!

At that very moment, the Qimen formation beneath Zhuge Mingyue's feet shifted again!

"The character 'Gen' signifies the earth dragon's journey!"

Her figure suddenly became blurred, as if she were in some strange resonance with the ground beneath her feet.

The next moment, as if sinking into water, he slid out directly through the gap in the hidden binding wires that were stretched open by the air blast.

She reappeared a few feet away, her breathing was unstable and her pretty face was a little pale, but she had finally escaped.