Chapter 1088

Chapter 1088: One Trillion

“If I’m not mistaken, these Golden Immortals are trying to wear down our true immortal puppets?” Xiong Li said, sounding a bit surprised.

“Let them. We’ll use the puppets as bait to take out the beast race’s Golden Immortal great beasts one by one,” the female disciple beside him suggested.

“I’m sure Grape will handle it,” Xiong Li said with a smile.

He felt his role in this branch was mostly symbolic—just to show the sect’s disciples that the sect cared about this place.

Under Grape’s control, the resources of the entire North Desolate Immortal Realm were being mined at an insane pace.

Every bit of immortal ore and resource was being funneled into building the defenses of the North Desolate Immortal Realm.

Behind the front lines, a factory as massive as Hidden Spirit Island was already up and running.

Puppets of all kinds were rolling out of the factory, heading to their assigned posts under Grape’s command.

At that moment, squads of puppets were boarding Large Spiritual Boats, evenly dispersing to the 360 puppet military camps.

“Three puppet production lines are now operational behind the front lines. With the current resource supply, we can produce 1,500 true immortal battle puppets and 600 engineering puppets daily.”

Xiong Li’s interest was piqued by Grape’s report.

“Grape, can I take a look at where the puppets are made?” Xiong Li asked. He’d always been curious about how the puppets were crafted, especially after hearing about the production line concept in the sect.

“In the North Desolate Immortal Realm branch, you have the highest authority. You’re allowed to enter the puppet production line,” Grape replied.

Xiong Li was thrilled.

“Qian Bing’s here too. Can I bring him along?”

Though the two were known for their friendly rivalry in the sect, they still looked out for each other in critical moments.

“You may bring one person,” Grape said lightly.

Not long after, the sound of breaking the void echoed in the distance, and a beam of light shot toward Xiong Li at Qian Bing’s top speed.

“Senior Brother, you’re my Holy Sun!” Qian Bing exclaimed, clearly moved.

In his mind, there were two sacred places: the sect and the puppet production site.

He’d asked Grape before, but his authority wasn’t high enough to enter this holy ground.

“Let’s go. My clearance lets me bring one person,” Xiong Li said, patting Qian Bing on the shoulder.

A small teleportation formation appeared before them, and they were whisked away to the heavily guarded puppet production base.

As soon as they stepped inside, Qian Bing’s face lit up with reverence. He immediately summoned one of his puppets.

The puppet looked around, confused at first, but then seemed to sense something and grew visibly excited.

“Is this puppet nurtured using your own wide road?” Xiong Li asked, sensing the aura radiating from it.

“Yeah, it was the Grand Elder who pointed me in the right direction,” Qian Bing said, glancing at the massive door ahead.

“This puppet looks like it’s got some solid fighting strength. Let me spar with it sometime,” Xiong Li said with a grin.

“Senior Brother, by hierarchy, I’m its father, and you’re its uncle.”

“This is the junior, so I can only offer guidance.”

At the mention of sparring, Qian Bing’s expression turned cautious.

Although the battle puppet he raised had remarkable fighting strength, he was always reluctant to use it on the battlefield, worrying even at the slightest bump.

“Let’s go; let’s take a look together,” the puppet summoned by Qian Bing said.

As the two approached, the large door slowly opened.

The first thing that came into view was 100 celestial tool furnaces.

Each furnace had a material outlet leading to a tunnel that went deeper inside.

“The 100 celestial tool furnaces are the first step in refining puppets. They will refine the mined celestial ores into their purest state, then pass them inside to be made into alloys and various parts,” Lord Grape’s voice echoed.

From several furnaces, pure liquid celestial ores flew out and, after being combined, transformed into a special alloy.

That piece of alloy slowly descended into the hands of the eagerly gleaming puppet.

“Eat this; the alloy will be good for you,” Lord Grape’s gentle voice sounded.

The puppet looked at the alloy in its hand and then back at Qian Bing.

“If I say eat, just eat.”

Qian Bing laughed so hard he could hardly contain himself, surprised by this unexpected benefit.

“Thank you, Lord Grape,” the puppet said with a bow, then eagerly stuffed the alloy into its mouth.

A bright light illuminated the puppet’s chest; that was its core.

Then the two continued deeper into the production line, observing as the liquid celestial ores condensed into liquid alloy under the celestial formation, transforming into various parts.

Puppets etched various celestial scripts onto the parts.

There were 50,000 puppets dedicated solely to engraving celestial scripts.

The parts covered in celestial scripts were sent to the next assembly space.

In this space, countless parts floated in mid-air, and under the control of a special force, began to coalesce, ultimately forming a complete puppet.

“Is that it?” Qian Bing asked, puzzled; although he enjoyed watching, it seemed too simple.

“This is the initial assembly state; it still needs to go through 336 refining processes before it can become a complete puppet,” Lord Grape explained.

Finally, these assembled puppets passed through small world after small world made of divine fire, undergoing overall refinement.

Each puppet had to adjust its celestial script formations after passing through a divine fire small world. Some unqualified puppets even needed to be remade entirely.

Watching this complex manufacturing process left both the two and the puppet in awe.

“This is the most basic true immortal level battle puppet production line of the sect, producing puppets for battlefield consumption,” Lord Grape said.

“Was I refined like this too?” the puppet beside Qian Bing couldn’t help but ask.

“No, you were hand-crafted by your master into a Core Formation Stage Puppet, achieving perfection in every aspect.”

“That’s why you can resonate with Qian Bing’s wide road and gain intelligence.”

Upon hearing Lord Grape’s words, Qian Bing suddenly felt a sense of daze, as if he had returned to the lower realm when he obtained his first Core Formation Stage Puppet.

“So, you were refined by the Grand Elder himself. I always felt you were different from other puppets,” Qian Bing said excitedly as he looked at his beloved son.

It was worth the immense resources he spent to cultivate this puppet to the true immortal level.

“Lord Grape, I want to buy a Golden Immortal puppet crafted by the Grand Elder. How much Immortal Jade would that cost?” Qian Bing couldn’t help but ask.

“There are currently no basic Golden Immortal puppets available. If you wish to buy one, the first one will be given to your sect at the most favorable price: one crystal of Xuanhuang aura. If you want to exchange it for Immortal Jade, it will approximately cost one trillion Immortal Jade.”