Si Lei Zhenjun

"My disciple, can't you hold back a bit? You knocked him down with just one blow. How can you truly demonstrate the power of our 'Big Yellow Wind'?"

"And you beat him half to death. As a result... no one dared to fight you anymore."

Qi Wufeng stood on the shoulder of "Da Huangfeng" and kept muttering to Chu Xing who was also standing next to him.

Chu Xing looked helpless. After listening to his master nagging for a full quarter of an hour, he finally couldn't help but respond:

"Master, if we want them to regain the traditional puppet-making method, it will take time."

After a pause, he said again:

"Besides, it was you who refined the 'Big Yellow Wind' after all, and I am your disciple. It's actually not very useful for us to just brag about it."

Qi Wufeng said thoughtfully:

"You mean we need to find outsiders to help us spread the word?"

Chu Xing nodded and said:

"Well, it would be best to find those more famous disciples. As long as they use traditional puppets to defeat their opponents in public, those onlookers will see how powerful traditional puppets are and naturally consider starting to refine traditional puppets."

Qi Wufeng frowned and said with some embarrassment:

"But I've always lived in seclusion, and I don't even know these famous disciples you mentioned. It's not easy to just go to their homes and force them to use traditional puppets, right?"

"I do know a few famous disciples, and I've sent a message to ask them to come over."

Chu Xing thought for a moment, picked up the jade talisman on his waist and fiddled with it for a while, then looked at Qi Wufeng and said:

"Master, if you could develop some more 'hot weapons' that could be installed on the puppets, our traditional puppets would be even more competitive."

"What are thermal weapons?"

Chu Xing touched his chin and pondered:

"Hmm... It's a bit similar to the common magical instruments and treasures we see.

However, the biggest difference between them is that thermal weapons do not require the user to expend his own mana to activate them.

On the contrary, you only need to invest a certain amount of spirit stones or other items containing rich spiritual power to successfully stimulate its power.

Master, do you understand my explanation?"

Qi Wufeng still had a look of confusion and puzzlement on his face, but he nodded thoughtfully and asked hesitantly:

"Do you mean to ask Master to develop a magical instrument that can be used at will by ordinary people, simply by investing spiritual objects such as spirit stones?"

Chu Xing nodded:

"That's roughly what I mean. As for how to achieve it, I don't know either. You have to figure it out yourself, Master."

Then Chu Xing showed Qi Wufeng the simple drawings of the "machine gun", "particle cannon" and "electromagnetic cannon" that he had seen on the screen in his previous life, hoping to give him some ideas.

Not long after the painting was finished, Zhao Wuchang, Xu Qing and Fatty Shi arrived one after another.

The three of them looked at the huge monster under their feet, which was shining with silver light all over, with envy on their faces.

Shi Feifan came up to Chu Xing in a servile manner:

"Brother, I finally understand the difference between us. If I also had such a majestic and handsome puppet, I would definitely be able to do the same as you, one during the day and one at night!"

Chu Xing frowned and glanced at Shi Feifan with a hint of doubt in his eyes:

"What do you mean one during the day and one at night?"

Shi Feifan's originally small eyes narrowed into a slit, his eyeballs rolling around non-stop, and then he winked at Chu Xing and grinned mischievously, deliberately lowering his voice and saying:

"Brother, are you still pretending not to understand me? You're being affectionate with your mistress during the day, and tossing and turning with your sister-in-law at night. Isn't that one during the day and one at night?"

"Get out of here!"

Chu Xing's forehead was bulging with veins, and he kicked him directly on the butt.

He could barely accept one during the day, but at night he and Jiang Lihuo were innocent and would never accept such slander!

"Brother, let's be serious. Are you selling this puppet? Just name a price, and I'll buy it even if I have to steal all my dad's private money."

Shi Feifan rubbed his butt and came closer again.

Chu Xing was too lazy to pay attention to this dirty fat man. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Wuchang and Xu Qing with a smile:

"Brother Zhao, Brother Xu, what do you think of this puppet I'm standing under? Are you interested in getting a similar one for yourself?"

Xu Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

"Of course there is, but judging by the size of this puppet, I'm afraid it would cost over 100,000 spirit stones. How can the two of us afford to refine it?"

Zhao Wuchang's eyes were filled with eagerness, and he sighed:

"Oh, yes, I really am powerless."

Chu Xing said seriously:

"Your puppet doesn't need to be as large as mine. Three or four feet will be enough. If you are interested, I can ask my master to refine one for you free of charge. You can just pay for the materials yourself."

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Let my master talk to you."

Chu Xing suddenly caught a glimpse of a pink figure flying towards him from the corner of his eye, and without thinking, he decisively put away the "Big Yellow Wind".

Then he tapped the air with his toes and rushed towards the pink figure like an arrow.

Zhao Wuchang and the other two lost their support and staggered violently in the air. Their bodies involuntarily fell a long distance before they managed to stabilize themselves.

Zhao Wuchang and Xu Qing looked at each other, both somewhat confused.

"Here, this is the one I was talking about during the day."

Shi Feifan shrugged and pointed at the pink figure that was getting closer and closer.

……

A quarter of an hour later, the interior space of "Big Yellow Wind".

"Brother Wusheng, Yue'er contacted you several times a few days ago, but you didn't reply."

Ling Yue snuggled in Chu Xing's arms like a well-behaved kitten, pouting her cherry lips and looking at him shyly and angrily with her sparkling eyes.

Chu Xing coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed, then turned his head slightly to avoid her burning gaze.

"Well, a few days ago, I was in seclusion for a while under the supervision of my master. I just came out and came to see you."

Chu Xing didn't have to lie. After all, if he told the truth that he was being forced to type at the time and didn't dare to reply to the message, Ling Yue probably wouldn't believe it.