Chapter 91
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Chapter 91: Xiao Si’s Light Shadow Technique
After Xu Yuexian left, Wang Xiangchi returned to the mountain with Li Xingci riding on the Cloud Flower Deer.
Xu Fan glanced at the auspicious clouds beneath the Cloud Flower Deer’s hooves, feeling a bit awkward as he turned his head away.
Indeed, this Little Flower Deer, nourished by Xu Fan’s spirit pills, had unexpectedly reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, now able to produce auspicious clouds under its hooves, bringing blessings to all living beings.
"Master, did my dad come by?" Wang Xiangchi asked Xu Fan as he approached.
"Yes, he got drunk and is resting in the guest room. Next time, tell your mother to go easy on him; she shouldn’t break his bones," Xu Fan replied, noticing that the tool puppets were helping Wang Yulun back to the guest room. He realized the injuries were quite severe.
His left leg was broken, and three ribs were fractured—pretty brutal.
"I stepped in to stop her; otherwise, he might have broken the other leg too."
"My mom’s anger has subsided. Once my dad goes home, things should return to normal," Wang Xiangchi said casually, sounding more like a thirty-five-year-old than a fifteen-year-old.
"That’s good to hear."
After assigning lessons to Xiao San and Xiao Si, Xu Fan headed to the newly constructed underground chamber.
This secret chamber, carved into the mountain, spanned over a thousand square meters and had already been tidied up by the tool puppets.
With the evolution of the Heart of the Puppet, the puppets could now handle simple construction projects on their own, as long as they were given the blueprints.
Xu Fan made a few adjustments to the empty underground chamber before returning to the surface, now waiting for Xu Yuexian to return with the supplies.
Half a month later, Xu Yuexian finally returned with everything she had purchased.
"Master, the total cost was 9.68 million spirit stones," Xu Yuexian said with a smile, feeling like a VIP during her trip to the trading association.
"Good job! What reward would you like?" Xu Fan asked with a grin, pleased that the cost was 800,000 spirit stones lower than he had expected.
"Master, shouldn’t I upgrade my bamboo leaf boat? Now that I’m at the Foundation Establishment Stage, shouldn’t I have an Artifact-level flying treasure?"
"Right, it’s time for you to upgrade, and your brother’s too," Xu Fan nodded. With an artifact master as a mentor, it would be embarrassing to go out without a proper flying treasure.
After their conversation, Xu Fan dove into the newly built underground chamber, carrying a space ring stuffed with materials.
"Spirit Heart, control the puppets to help me refine the spirit ore," he instructed.
Inside the chamber, five refining furnaces sealed with spirit fire stood ready, each containing a different type of spirit fire.
"Time to get to work!" Xu Fan stretched and said.
Cultivation knows no time, and the life of a hard worker is equally timeless.
After three months of relentless effort, the underground chamber was filled with various magical instruments.
The palm-sized farm’s automatic assembly line was nearly complete, with only the final step remaining.
Xu Fan split a portion of his soul and directed it into the lifelike puppet.
"I wonder if this will hurt," Xu Fan thought as he used a spirit blade to cut into his own soul.
"Ah!!!"
A piercing scream erupted, growing louder until Xu Fan, with immense willpower, managed to suppress it, forming a strange spell seal with his hands.
A purple light filled the chamber as Xu Fan struggled to stabilize the divided soul within him, preventing the two halves from merging.
Summoning all his strength, he extended a finger glowing with purple light and touched the puppet’s forehead, transferring the severed portion of his soul into the puppet core.
After transferring his soul, Xu Fan quickly swallowed a Soul Solidifying Pill to stabilize his spirit, while also activating the fragmentary soul technique he had created for dividing his soul.
Xu Fan’s body shook violently, and sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall.
“If I have to do this again, I’ll be a dog; it’s way too painful.”
It took a full half day before the soul-tearing sensation inside Xu Fan began to ease up.
To describe how much it hurt, it felt like being stabbed with a needle through a very sensitive spot, then having it ripped in half along the wound.
Once he recovered, Xu Fan started loading the puppet that carried part of his soul. He had already transferred his rune willpower into it.
A semi-finished palm-sized farm, prepared earlier, was handed over by the tool puppets.
“Spirit Heart, take control of this puppet,” Xu Fan commanded the Heart of the Puppet. This was the final step.
“Understood.”
At that moment, the special puppet’s eyes lit up with life. It used a fire-starting technique that Xu Fan often employed, igniting the spirit fire that had been prepared nearby. Then, using its spiritual energy, it placed the semi-finished palm-sized farm into the spirit fire to complete the last step.
The puppet grabbed the spirit pen Xu Fan had prepared and began inscribing runes on the semi-finished palm-sized farm with expert precision, moving even faster than Xu Fan himself.
Seeing the puppet that carried his soul working so smoothly, Xu Fan let out a sigh of relief. If this hadn’t worked, all that pain would’ve been for nothing.
“Not bad. At this speed, we can refine a palm-sized farm in a day and a half, which means 248 in a year.”
“After covering costs, we’ll have just enough to buy a pound of time-space sand, with a bit left over.”
“Not bad at all. The past few months of effort weren’t wasted,” Xu Fan said, his voice tinged with excitement.
The thought of advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage in about 50 years gave him a little thrill.
Xu Fan returned to the surface, and for the first time in three months, he saw sunlight. It was blinding.
In the yard, Xu Yuexian was playing with the treasure hunting fox. When she and the two youngest disciples saw Xu Fan emerge, they rushed over.
“Master, you’re finally out of seclusion! We missed you so much,” said the youngest, Li Xingci.
“Haha, I missed you all too,” Xu Fan laughed, ruffling the heads of Wang Xiangchi and Li Xingci. It felt nice.
As for Xu Yuexian, Xu Fan had stopped doing that since she turned fifteen. This wasn’t some weird story, after all.
“Master, you succeeded!” Xu Yuexian said, noticing Xu Fan’s excited expression.
“Yes, very successful! From now on, we won’t be short on spirit stones,” Xu Fan said, glancing at the uneven, transformed yard.
“What are you all up to?” Xu Fan asked, noticing that the yard looked like a crumbling ruin.
“Haha, do you know what Xiao Si’s first spell was?” Xu Yuexian said with a tone of amazement.
“What? The Small Spirit Rain Technique?” That was the first spell Xu Fan had learned, back when he needed it to survive.
“Haha, no, it’s the light shadow technique! Xiao Si’s light shadow technique is already incredibly powerful.”
Speaking in a big-sister tone, Xu Yuexian turned to Li Xingci and said, “Come on, show Master what you’ve got.”
The seven-year-old Li Xingci obediently nodded and formed the hand seal for the light shadow technique.
In an instant, the yard, which had looked like a ruin, transformed into a breathtaking miniature palace complex, like something out of a fairyland.
Above the palaces, dragons and phoenixes danced, while a few auspicious clouds drifted by, adding the perfect finishing touch.
“Did you come up with all this, or have you seen it somewhere before?” Xu Fan asked, amazed. Was this natural talent?
“Master, this is the fairyland I imagined,” Li Xingci replied.
