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The Feng family is located in the Central Region, and Ye Feng’s spirit boat took two days to fly there.

The Feng family mansion is located where spiritual veins converge, like a giant beast squatting, surrounded by spiritual mist.

The gatehouse is majestic, crafted from rare and sacred wood, and adorned with ancient runes and phoenix designs. The runes shimmer, seeming to speak of past glory. The phoenix itself is lifelike, as if it will roar to the heavens at any moment, its mighty power trembling in all directions.

After announcing the name of Lingyun Sect, the three masters and apprentices were politely led into the mansion by the waiter. When they stepped into the mansion, they saw a deep courtyard and winding paths.

The well-arranged pavilions are all built of bricks and stones that contain spiritual power. They can automatically absorb and gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making the building filled with spiritual energy.

In the garden, exotic flowers and plants compete with each other in beauty, each one is rare in the world, and some will bloom with brilliant light at night.

After passing through the garden, the master and his two apprentices were assigned to a guest courtyard. The courtyard was very large, and the three of them each chose a room at random.

The banquet will not start until tomorrow and will last for three days. All guests will be accommodated first.

"As expected of the largest family, even the guest rooms are decorated so luxuriously." Yun Yao praised sincerely after taking a stroll.

What a pity, all that glitters is not what is inside.

As soon as she entered the Feng family, Danbao told her that the energy was in the northeast corner of the Feng family, and that there were indeed demonic puppets in the Feng family. She would go and check it out at night.

In the evening, Feng Yan came over specially and asked someone to prepare some food to entertain his family.

The young man was full of energy and laughter, and seemed to be more at ease at home.

The master and his disciples enjoyed a delicious meal together and drank some plum wine. Only then did the master urge Feng Yan to leave, as he had to entertain others tomorrow.

At night, Yun Yao returned to her room and took a breath-hiding pill. For double insurance, she asked Dan Bao to help her hide her breath, and then flew to the place indicated by Dan Bao.

"Oh my god, this Feng family is too big."

The Feng family was currently having many guests, so she took a detour to a less crowded place and it took her half an hour to get there.

"Where is this?" Yun Yao carefully observed the surrounding environment. The surrounding area was overgrown with weeds and was extremely desolate. Fortunately, there were no graves, otherwise she would be scared out of her wits in the middle of the night.

"Danbao, are you sure this is still on Feng family territory?"

"Yes, you didn't go out."

"Why does this place look like a wasteland? Could it be a forbidden area or something?" Never mind, let's look for the evil spirit first.

"Yaoyao, she's underground."

Huh? It's underground, so we still need to find an entrance. "Danbao, please find the entrance. Otherwise, it will be tomorrow morning before I find it."

In the space, Cang Jue looked at her running around like a dizzy fly, and his eyes twitched rarely. Could it be that this woman couldn't tell the direction? She had been running around in the same place more than ten times, making him dizzy.

"Yaoyao, the entrance is right under your feet." Danbao held his forehead with his little paws. Yaoyao's directionality was acting up again.

"Uh, hehe." Yun Yao smiled awkwardly and finally got in with the help of Danbao.

She walked for a long time along the dark tunnel. The narrow passage was winding and could only accommodate two or three people walking side by side. Fortunately, she had eaten the silver spirit fish before, so her eyes could still see clearly in the dark.

Suddenly, the smell in the air became a little different, and Yun Yao slowed down.

"Hurry up, finish today's work. Tomorrow there will be a lot of people talking, so shut up."

Yun Yao concealed her breath, looked up and was shocked by the scene in front of her.

In the gloomy underground chamber, a crimson light surged like a bloody mist. A massive molten bronze pool stood in the center, its body engraved with strange runes. From time to time, wisps of black smoke rose, emitting a pungent, rancid stench.

A figure in a black robe, his face hidden in shadow, opened his hand to create a fiery red barrier separating the living from the dead. The fiery red was clearly the Feng family's spiritual energy, and the figure was at least at the Golden Core level.

A group of people lined up and threw the corpses in their hands into the large pool filled with demonic energy in the center.

As the corpse was thrown in, the demonic energy surged, emitting a sharp whistle. After being submerged for a moment, the living people pulled it out. Their eyes were tired, some with a flicker of pity, and some were numb as puppets.

On the stone platform beside the furnace, the completed demonic puppets were placed. Their hollow eye sockets flickered with red light, as if they were longing for slaughter and destruction.

Yun Yao suppressed her retching as she watched the creation of the demonic puppet. She didn't say anything, but instead used the recording stone to record the entire scene.

This matter is of great importance, and concerns the entire Xianling Continent. I wonder if these corpses died of natural causes or were brought here after being killed. I didn't expect that someone in the Feng family really was making demonic puppets.

After Yun Yao finished recording, she quietly retreated without alerting the enemy.

When Cang Jue in the space saw this scene, his eyes narrowed dangerously and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Tsk! This is the human race that Heaven has made him sacrifice to protect. They are selfish, killing each other, and now they are destroying themselves.

Yun Yao held her breath and returned the way she had come. Her heart was heavy. She wondered who in the Feng family had created these puppets, or if the entire Feng family knew about this. Thinking of Feng Yan and Feng Ruoxi, her eyes darkened.

After passing a house, she suddenly stopped because she heard the conversation inside mentioning the demonic puppet.

"Ah, don't come. I'm a little tired today." A female voice trembled slightly.

"What? Are you not satisfied with the way I served you? Huh? Or are you missing that second master of your family?" The man's voice was filled with frivolous and rough desire, and his hands did not stop moving.

"What are you talking about? I miss you the most! He's busy with his puppets, so he doesn't have time to care about me. Please stop, be gentle."

"That good second master of your family is really, haha, he looks so glorious on the surface, but he does such despised things behind the scenes. I wonder what the head of the family would look like if he knew that his good son is dealing with evil spirits?" The man did not forget to belittle his so-called rival in love while feeling comfortable.

"Well, keep your voice down. If he gets exposed, it will implicate Yan'er and me. Can you bear it?" The woman glared at the person who was moving with her beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry, there's a barrier. No one else can hear you. Be good and I won't say anything. Is that okay? Let me hear your voice, okay?"

What followed was a scene of noise that one could imagine. Yun Yao was wondering who the Second Master they were talking about was, and was caught off guard, her face instantly flushed red.

She had just listened to a live version of an erotica and hurriedly turned and left. By the time she returned to her residence, her face was still a little hot.

"Come in!"

Hmm? What does that boss want to do now?

"I'm going to sleep." After a busy night, she wanted to lie in bed and think about how to deal with this matter.

"I have something to ask you." Cang Jue's voice was hoarse than usual.

Yun Yao thought that his old injury had relapsed and he was enduring the pain, so he had no choice but to enter the space again.