Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 36 Paying back the money? What a sophisticated woman!

Inside the dark cave.

Neither of the two people on the bed spoke, only their panting from the intense exercise.

……

A long time passed.

Li Tianran touched the cave dwelling token next to him.

The cave was bright again.

Zhao Ling gave him a cold glance.

He then sat up and got out of bed.

She didn't carry Li Tianran on her back; instead, she took long strides and walked to the foot of the bed.

Then he bent down, picked up the thin robe from the ground, and put it on.

Li Tianran didn't blink, observing her movements the whole time.

His eyes held admiration.

It was his recognition of his senior sister.

Compared to Senior Sister Su's gentleness.

Zhao Ling, like her, was stiff and inflexible.

Zhao Ling pretended not to see Li Tianran's gaze.

Her hands were very steady when she tied the belt, without any of the slight trembling she had shown earlier.

It's like I just slept with him.

It was just the completion of a long-running transaction.

Zhao Ling's voice returned to its cold tone.

"There are more than forty spirit stones under your pillow. Take them."

Upon hearing this...

Li Tianran reached out and touched it, and indeed he found a level one storage bag.

"You'll give me money?"

He was a little stunned.

I never expected that Zhao Ling was such a considerate person.

Zhao Ling turned around after getting dressed.

She said calmly, "It's not for free. Your strength is not enough; you need to improve quickly."

Otherwise, if they can't even defeat Zhang Xuan, how can they possibly plan the Blood Transformation Technique later?

Li Tianran: ...

"Does Senior Sister Zhao think I'm too weak?"

Zhao Ling walked barefoot on the stone slabs and paused at the door.

She glanced back at him, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"His strength is indeed weak, but... his technique is good."

Done.

She pushed open the stone door, leaving Li Tianran with only his tall, slender back.

a long time.

Li Tianran lay motionless on the stone bed.

He stared at the messy sheets and the crumpled pieces of soft paper on the floor.

Depend on!

Give me spirit stones?

Impressive technique? Who slept with whom, anyway?

This desolate world is not only exciting, but the people there are also quite interesting.

You should talk to her more when you have time.

Li Tianran didn't lie down for long.

It's about time to go find Old Demon Han.

He sprang up in a flash and now reached out onto the bed.

The clothes on the ground flew into her hands, and she quickly put them on.

He waved his hand.

The spiritual energy swept through, smoothing out the disheveled sheets.

With a snap.

He snapped his fingers casually.

The crumpled paper on the ground was swept into the incinerator and burned completely.

After all this was done, the cave was clean and tidy.

Li Tianran floated off the bed.

He put the cave dwelling token on his waist, readjusted it to the pseudo-fifth level using the Breath Concealment Pendant, straightened his back, and went straight out the door.

Halfway up the mountain, at the entrance to Han Laomo's cave.

Zhang Xuan had arrived, his face still bearing a shadow of gloom.

He saw Zhao Ling emerge from Li Tianran's cave, her hair disheveled and her clothes thin.

The woman he had been longing for actually threw herself into the arms of a blood slave.

What he desired but could not obtain.

She willingly threw herself into the arms of the person she despised the most.

How can he possibly let this go?

Both of them remained silent.

A moment later, Zhao Ling also arrived.

Li Tianran glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

I noticed that her cold gaze didn't linger on anyone.

She was completely different from the woman who had just bitten her lip to keep herself from making a sound.

The three of them stood there for half an hour.

The stone door slowly opened, and Han Laomo's voice came out.

"Come in."

Zhao Ling took the first step, and he followed, with Zhang Xuan trailing behind.

Upon entering.

Li Tianran saw the puppet lying flat on the stone platform again.

The entire skeleton was assembled, and the pale human skeleton was covered with a layer of grayish-white membrane.

The chest was concave and the blood jade had not yet been embedded, but the blood contract patterns from the neck to the limbs were already mostly carved, and in the deeper parts, a dark red light could be seen flowing under the patterns.

The spiritual energy around the stone platform was completely drained.

It was all swallowed up by this empty shell!

This Foundation Establishment puppet began to plunder spontaneously even before its soul was embedded in it.

Even standing three feet away from it, Li Tianran could feel his spiritual energy being pulled outward by an invisible suction force.

If he hadn't stabilized the situation, the spiritual energy might have truly been lost.

He was also surprised; this puppet seemed to be more than just a simple object.

No wonder Old Demon Han went to such great lengths to put it on top.

If this thing really came to life.

Apart from the three great deacons, everyone else in the Blood Spirit Sect combined wouldn't be enough for it to tear apart with one hand.

"Carve the lower limbs tonight."

Han Laomo pointed his finger at the puppet's left shinbone.

"The knee creases are half an inch deep, where the joint moves the most; shallow creases will cause it to collapse. Zhao Ling is on the left, Zhang Xuan on the right, and Li Tianran on the waist and hips."

"yes!"

Upon hearing the command, the three stepped forward.

Li Tianran glanced at Zhao Ling and Zhang Xuan and noticed that their techniques were skilled and experienced.

It seems that Han Laomo had made them do this many times before him.

He dared not be distracted.

Following the method taught by Han Laomo, they began carving the patterns.

From the lumbar vertebrae to the hip bone, there are six lines on each side. The carving knife strikes the bone with even force, and the depth of the lines is perfectly accurate.

Seeing how steady Li Tianran's hands were, he was no less skilled than Zhao Ling and Zhang Xuan.

Han Laomo stood behind him and watched for a moment.

She reached out and touched the lines he had just carved, her fingertips tracing the lines before withdrawing her hand.

"Not bad, doesn't sound like someone who just learned it."

"It's better than Xuan'er was back then."

Han Laomo's hoarse voice carried a hint of certainty.

Li Tianran: "It's because Master taught me well."

"You've got the sweetest tongue, kid."

Old Man Han chuckled, his face full of wrinkles, it was hard to tell if it was a genuine or fake smile.

Beside him, Zhang Xuan paused for a moment while carving with his knife.

The blade struck the groove of the kneecap, splattering a small amount of grayish-white powder.

He was so startled that he quickly withdrew his hand and lowered his head in slight panic.

"This disciple knows his mistake."

Li Tianran sneered inwardly.

Should!

The more problems Zhang Xuan encountered, the more valuable he became.

Before the puppet is completed, Old Demon Han will not easily touch him.

Old Man Han stared at Zhang Xuan with his single-eyelid, squinty eyes, his tone devoid of emotion:

"Be careful, don't break my precious."

Zhang Xuan quickly admitted his mistake: "Yes, Master."

Time passed by, second by second.

No one was speaking.

Li Tianran was halfway through carving.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased a bit, he spoke up.

"Master, we are currently short-handed in the spirit fields. I would like to go down the mountain tomorrow to capture a batch of blood slaves."

He paused his carving knife at the third lumbar vertebra, then continued pushing forward.

"When Senior Sister Su went down the mountain to capture blood slaves, she always brought back enough young and strong men."

She's been gone for a long time and we don't have enough blood slaves or blood spirit herbs.

This disciple fears it might interfere with Master's crafting of the Foundation Establishment puppet.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's carving knife clattered again.

Li Tianran did not stop cutting; he remained very steady.

Old Demon Han raised an eyebrow.

She glanced at Zhang Xuan first, which startled him so much that he lowered his head.

After a pause, he looked at Li Tianran again.

She was weighing the options, making calculations.

Much later.

Old Demon Han said coldly, "That rebellious disciple only replied to my message today. Since she can't do it, then you can."

"Three days to bring back a batch of high-quality blood slaves."

In addition, all the level one blood spirit herbs in the spirit field must be upgraded to level two within two months, and at least one level three blood spirit herb is also needed as the main ingredient.

The three toad hearts you retrieved last time were of good quality. If you can also accomplish this task well...

"I will personally teach you the complete Blood Puppet Technique, how to cultivate it, and how to prevent your consciousness from being corrupted."

These words were spoken.

Zhao Ling's hand paused involuntarily.

Zhang Xuan's eyes flickered, but he dared not be distracted.

Upon hearing this, Li Tianran said, "Thank you, Master. I will do my best."