Immortality begins with meditation puppets

Chapter 130: I'm Giving You a Chance to Harm Me!
Inside the spirit house.

Seeing Su Qing's righteous and stern demeanor, Liu Yun'er ultimately did not insist, but simply said softly:

"Then I hope you will use your energy on important matters. There are still many things to do in two years, so please don't waste your energy on other things."

Su Qing nodded upon hearing this. The witch had promised him that she would provide all his cultivation needs for the next two years. He only needed to cultivate diligently, raise his cultivation level to the peak of Qi Refining, and comprehend the third-order runes.

From this, he could see that the witch seemed to have indeed been driven to a dead end and had no other choice.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten so hung up on this. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, comprehending a third-tier rune within two years is simply a pipe dream, with negligible chances.

"Please rest assured, fellow Daoist. Now that I have accepted your commission, I will present the witch's substitute with both hands two years from now!"

Su Qing cupped her hands in a respectful gesture and made a solemn promise to him.

Putting aside the fact that the witch allowed him to see and touch her, and that she treated people with sincerity, the fact that she let him get the Thousand Illusions and the Heart-Proving Cloth for free was enough to cover the cost of crafting them.

The key point is that he asked the witch for three sets of materials. If he can collect them all, he will earn much more than the orders from Yunshan Sect!
Therefore, his promise at this moment was indeed sincere.

However, you can't win people's hearts in return.

"Then let's make an oath, fellow Daoist!" Liu Yun'er blinked and said.

"No need," Su Qing said with a wry smile. "We've spent so many days together, do we not even have this much trust between us?"

“Yun’er trusts you, fellow Daoist, but let’s still make an oath!” Liu Yun’er insisted.

Left with no other choice, Su Qing could only make a vow.

Not one, but three.

Firstly, puppets made in Liu Yun'er's image could not be sold in the future. At Su Qing's insistence, they were to be used by themselves and not be involved.

Secondly, he must not tell others what happened these past few days, that is, he must not reveal that Liu Yun'er asked him to refine a witch substitute.

This is entirely appropriate; putting aside everything else, respecting customer privacy is a fundamental aspect of his character.

Thirdly, we must not slack off on this matter within the next two years and do our utmost to refine this puppet.

He's just a puppeteer; as long as the benefits are there, it's his job.

After making three oaths in a row, Su Qing was so angry that she forced the witch to make one as well.

After the witch's substitute is delivered, the witch Liu Yun'er cannot use any other means to harm him except for the Xuan Nu Jade Chi Skill!
Liu Yun'er had no choice but to make this vow, for Su Qing's sake and for her own.

If Su Qing hadn't had this safeguard, how could she have focused on refining puppets for her over the past two years?

Su Qing left an opening, as a way to give the witch a chance, and also to give herself a chance.

"In that case, I shall take my leave now, fellow Daoist. The mountains are high and the road is long, and the journey is arduous and difficult. I wish you all the best in the future and that you may enjoy eternal bliss!"

On Black Tiger Mountain, Su Qing, dressed in a blue Buddhist robe, bowed to Liu Yun'er in farewell.

Thinking back on the past half month, Su Qing felt a little reluctant to leave. Days without hard work, a beautiful and alluring witch...

"Yun'er will visit you often, so there's no need for you to do so!"

Liu Yun'er waved her hand and said casually.

"It's inconvenient, isn't it? That forward camp is not like Black Tiger Mountain; there are too many people and too many eyes. Fellow Daoist, please don't go there unless you have to!"

Su Qing wasn't worried about the witch's safety, but rather about people discovering her relationship with the witch.

At that point, will he still be able to live on Yunshan Sect's territory?

“Then come and find Yun’er, fellow Daoist. Yun’er has been in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range for the past two years. You can find her by following this talisman. How about once every three months?” Liu Yun’er saw his dilemma and thoughtfully considered his situation. She needed to keep track of Su Qing’s cultivation progress to determine whether he could deliver on time.

When Su Qing saw that he had taken out the talisman, although she wanted to say that it would be better for the witch to go to the front camp than to the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, she ultimately did not say it.

He put the guiding talisman into his storage bag, no longer feeling reluctant to part with the witch, cupped his hands in greeting, and then left gracefully.

All the best.

Although a few ignorant monsters blocked the way.

But during these days, he slacked off in crafting puppets. In addition to completing the Yunshan Sect's order, he also crafted two dual-sword lizards and a squad of lizard warriors for himself.

In addition, the Sky Peng ship provided reconnaissance and escort.

The few demonic beasts were destined to become materials in his storage bag.

They crossed low mountains, passed through narrow crevices, killed demonic beasts, and robbed cultivators.

Three days later, he finally arrived near the forward camp.

To better explain how he escaped from the witch.

Although it has not been long since the last imprinting of Dao patterns, my Qi, blood, and spiritual consciousness have not yet fully recovered.

But he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to brand the image of the Mountain and Sea again, following the pattern of the previous one!

Bang!
It felt like the sky was falling inside my body, and my blood and energy were almost completely drained. I felt like my body had been hollowed out in an instant.

Fine bloodstains reappeared all over his body.

Because that was the effect he wanted, he didn't use the Spider Doctor to treat his injuries, and he looked even more miserable than the first time.

Riding on Fire Egg, which had been locked up in the Beast Ring and starved for half a month, the man and his dog, protected by several puppets, entered the forward camp.

Upon entering the camp, the lively atmosphere that greeted him almost brought tears to his eyes.

Looking at the wandering cultivators coming and going, and the storage bags hanging from their waists and the money pouches in their arms.

Those swaying objects are all spirit crystals!
wrong!

Why are there so many more independent cultivators than before?
Those rows of Gale Cannons, those Sky-Shattering Crossbows, those clusters of spirit houses...

"Is this the beginning of the merger of the four markets? That's a good thing. With more cultivators, the market will be bigger, and puppets will be easier to sell."

"No! Damn it, the Beast Puppet Market is famous for its many puppeteers; these bastards might be trying to steal my business!"

As a merchant—no, as a puppeteer—Su Qing keenly sensed the potential upheavals that might result from the dramatic changes at the forward camp.

It's the atmosphere of a business war!

As he walked along, he carefully observed the group of cultivators he encountered.

Some people were dressed in white robes and wore white hoods, with their faces covered by white cloth.

They were cultivators from the Azure Sky Market. The rogue cultivators in this market were all mysterious and eccentric, with the Spellcaster being the most well-known.

Some people wear brocade hats and sable furs, leading a yellow dog on the left and holding a falcon on the right. The yellow dog is a beast puppet, and the falcon is also a beast puppet.

Those puppeteers from the Beast Puppet Market, with their low-grade first-tier beast puppets and utterly lacking in skill, dare to embarrass themselves like this? Bah!

Some people, with flowing sleeves and a refined, gentle demeanor, hold scrolls in both hands, never trying to sell their work, and conduct their business with ease and spontaneity.

It must be the spirit painters of the Talisman Painting Market. They don't have the ability to paint mountains and rivers, but the spirit painters have put on a perfect act of arrogance and conceit. With business like this, it's no wonder that this market is the worst performing among the surrounding markets!
(End of this chapter)