Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1852: 477: 1,000 Zhuyan, Ancient Puppet Sect!

"Is this the puppet with soul consciousness that you met in the secret realm, my husband?"

A faint crimson glow flickered in Hong Lian's clear and lovely eyes as she examined the puppet in front of her.

Her knowledge of puppet arts was quite limited.

Still, she was aware that some puppet sects had ways to inject souls, embedding puppet spirits inside to give them a degree of sentience.

Or, much like raising a Spiritual Treasure, one might grow a puppet until it developed a spirit similar to that of an artifact.

However, both approaches were incredibly scarce and unusual.

"That's right, this is it."

Lu Changsheng gave a nod, lifting his hand to prepare removing the sealing talisman and the cords around the puppet.

"Husband, given that this puppet has soul consciousness, maybe you ought to place a restriction on its soul first to avoid any surprises down the line."

Hong Lian quickly suggested, her tone soft and pleasant.

"You're right."

Back then, the situation had been urgent, so Lu Changsheng had only used magical treasures to seal the puppet without further steps.

Right away, he shaped a hand seal with his fingers, and the Taiyi Divine Soul appeared as a golden form from between his eyebrows, applying the "Six Desires Heart Demon Technique" to impose a soul ban on the apparently inactive puppet in front of him.

Once he finished the "Six Desires Heart Demon Technique," Lu Changsheng's brow creased a bit, sensing that the result wasn't very strong.

He hadn't practiced this skill much, making the soul restriction he placed rather weak, effective only against Nascent Soul Cultivators at best.

Next, he quickly used a soul secret art from the "Myriad Calamities Poison Spirit Secret Scripture."

Even though Lu Changsheng hadn't trained in this art, his Chaos Body combined with the Calamitous Poison Body let him wield the secret art without trouble.

In a flash, Yin Yang Magic Power flowed, as a Third Rank Top Level poison formed inside Lu Changsheng's body, turning into a eerie green Gu Poison bug.

"Whish!"

Lu Changsheng shaped a hand seal once more, his Taiyi Divine Soul shining brightly, and the Gu Poison bug suddenly plunged into the puppet's form, attaching itself like a festering sore to the puppet's soul.

This secret art, called "Poison Spirit Prohibition," had the power to burst and taint the enemy's soul at Lu Changsheng's command.

He wasn't certain if it could slay a Nascent Soul, but it would definitely defile the soul of any Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Standing nearby, Hong Lian was stunned by Lu Changsheng's techniques.

The mysterious events tied to Lu Changsheng fascinated her deeply, particularly his command of Divine Secret Skills and inherited abilities.

After all, skills in Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Talisman Making, Dragon Seeking, plus his earlier prowess in formations and numerous cultivation methods, would take even a Nascent Soul Cultivator centuries to grasp.

"All set."

Lu Changsheng finished the restriction steps, nodded in approval, and then lifted every seal from the puppet.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

Moments later, a sharp noise came from the still puppet's frame, like some advanced battle device powering on.

Within its empty, shadowy eye sockets, two soul flames gradually lit up, releasing a subtle soul fluctuation.

"A Ghost Dao Puppet? Wait, it lacks the feel of a ghost cultivator, though it's close..."

Hong Lian detected the fluctuation, her fine brows knitting together as she studied the puppet closely.

Yet, as the puppet's Qi Mechanism stirred just a little, it sank back into quietness, staying perfectly still.

"?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the puppet and said evenly: "With your soul consciousness, you must know your current position. Why not reveal yourself?"

The puppet stayed mute, offering no reply.

"In the secret realm, after watching your master die, you fled on your own, even directing twelve puppets to explode, and showed clear soul ripples. It acts a lot like we cultivators do, so I'm rather interested in what you are."

"Speak if you want to keep on existing. If you're seeking death, I can grant that too."

Lu Changsheng went on, his voice calm and detached.

"It's you!"

Dark flames flared in the puppet's eyes as it stared at Lu Changsheng, right away identifying him as the one who slew Shi Xuan and seized her in the secret realm.

"You took me captive—what's your intent? Just to learn about me?"

The puppet pressed on, its voice rough and grating like scraping sand, ghostly and faint, with a trace of a woman's pitch.

"It depends on how you act."

Lu Changsheng replied with a casual smile, though he inwardly pondered if this puppet truly was female.

If it resembled the Thousand Faces Puppet Fox, born from a past puppet path prodigy who refined his own wife, could he ever make peace with her?

Her speech didn't carry much bitter hatred, at least...

Qian Zhuyan kept quiet, not uttering a word.

If given the option, she of course yearned to survive and get revenge on her foes.

But captured by this foe now, she had no say in the matter.

From the earlier techniques and the soul-clinging sore attached to her, she realized even blowing herself up would be nearly impossible.

"I know a little about puppetry myself, enough to foster basic awareness at most, which sparks my interest in your state."

"If you can inform me, letting you go isn't impossible."

Lu Changsheng said offhandedly, his voice relaxed, as though driven by simple curiosity.

"I turned half my soul into a puppet spirit, fully blending it with this body, so I hold onto soul consciousness."

The puppet answered, its raspy, icy voice laced with chill.

"You changed half your soul into a puppet spirit!?"

Lu Changsheng and even Hong Lian were taken aback by these words.

What a fierce soul.

This was truly a fierce soul.

To convert half of one's own soul into a puppet spirit like that.