My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death - Chapter 442:

Chapter 442: Chapter 415: Sui Ying

Translator: 549690339

“Limit, what limit?” Zhan Ling asked curiously.

“The limit of mortals controlling puppets, and the limit of mortal thinking.” Xu Fan said indifferently.

“Does that mean we can only stop here?”

“Of course not, to improve, we can only rely on the assistance of Treasure Artifacts.”

“This kind of genius will later be able to control Integration Stage puppets, and even Mahayana puppets.” A mysterious brilliance flashed in Xu Fan’s eyes, as even Nascent Soul or God Transformation Stage puppets were better off being controlled by Pu Tao directly.

Xu Fan’s original goal was to select the most talented people from among the many mortals to control the most advanced puppets. Although there are no Integration Stage puppets now, it doesn’t mean there will never be.

Now that the Hidden Spirit Sect has more Refining Masters, as long as there are suitable spiritual mines and spirit materials, it is not a problem to refine Integration Stage puppets.

“Can Mahayana puppets be refined?” Zhan Ling’s eyes brightened as he had only seen an ancient Integration Stage puppet in the Heavenly Demon Palace, which the old artifact refining specialists hid tightly.

“As long as there are corresponding spiritual mines, Mahayana puppets are not a problem.”

“It’s a pity that Elder Zhan Ling’s Tianjue Master talent is probably not enough.” Xu Fan said, staring at the battle in the light curtain.

“My talent is not enough!”

“That’s right. Even if you can barely control it, you won’t be able to unleash its full strength, and its combat power will be inferior to Elder Zhan Ling with Immortal Tools.” Xu Fan said, this combat power is just basic combat power.

“Really? Haha, then I’ll buy a Mahayana puppet from the Great Master with spirit stones.” Zhan Ling laughed when he heard about the Immortal Tools, it seemed that the Great Master hadn’t forgotten about refining Immortal Tools for him.

“When Mahayana puppets are abundant, there’s no harm in giving Elder Zhan Ling one.” Xu Fan said.

At this moment, thousands of Large Spirit Vessels flew out from the Hidden Spirit Gate and arrived above the Steel Great Wall, waiting for the signal to collect the Demon Clan corpses.

“Great Master, what are you using these Demon Clan corpses for? I’ve noticed that you care a lot about this.” Zhan Ling asked. As for the Demon Clan corpses, his impression was to take their inner cores and then leave the corpses in the original place.

“The use is great. Feeding half of the mortals in the Steel Great Wall relies on these Demon Clan corpses.” Xu Fan said.

“You let mortals eat the flesh of the Demon Clan?” Zhan Ling said, it’s not that they couldn’t eat it, but he just felt it might be bad if mortals were poisoned to death from time to time.

“Turn them into fertilizer to nourish the land, giving mortals the meat of the Demon Clan, you have quite a thought.” Xu Fan glanced at Zhan Ling and said.

At this moment, in a light curtain, the Swordsman puppet had already killed a dozen God Transformation Stage Demon Clan members and was standing there, wiping the Demon blood from the spiritual sword with the hide of the dead Demon.

He cherished this spiritual sword very much.

In the past, after killing demons, his face would always show the pleasure of vengeance, but now his brows were slightly furrowed.

He had a feeling that he had reached some kind of limit.

At this moment, the Swordsman puppet summoned a light curtain and then sat in the original place, waiting for the spirit boat to come and receive the Demon Clan corpses.

At this time, hundreds more Nascent Soul Demon Clan appeared, which happened to be one of the four major clans, the Earth Bear Clan.

“Let’s treat it as a snack after the main course.” The young man said controlling the puppet to charge with the sword.

Above the Steel Great Wall, Xu Fan looked at the Swordsman puppet’s ghostly figure shuttling among the hundreds of Earth Bears and asked the boy’s name for the first time.

“Pu Tao, what’s this young man’s name?” Xu Fan asked. He had noticed him before, but only knew that he was a handsome young man under the age of eighteen and had given him a God Transformation Stage puppet after one meeting.

“Sui Ying, nineteen years old.” Pu Tao said.

“Understood.”

In just a short while, hundreds of Earth Bears were slaughtered by God Transformation Stage Swordsman puppets.

A sense of pleasure from revenge appeared on Sui Ying’s face, thinking that reaching the limit was fine as long as it did not affect him killing the Demon Clan.

Three days later, Sui Ying returned to the Puppet Storage and Maintenance Warehouse within the Steel Great Wall, and logged out of the game.

In the Virtual Game’s main city, several beautiful women dressed as maids greeted Sui Ying as he emerged in a luxurious manor, holding warm water and towels to help him ease his fatigue.

“Young Master, you’re back. Do you need a massage?” a beautiful young girl among the maids asked sweetly.

“I’m gonna log off and take a nap. You and Weiwei can offline and give me some therapy.” Sui Ying said, being alone he had no place to spend his Spirit Stones. Later, he unintentionally heard about things to do after acquiring Spirit Stones, and he found it interesting, so he followed the advice.

No matter whether in the game or in the vast real Human Clan’s city, his house was always the largest, with hundreds of people under his command to cater to his daily needs.

“Alright.”

Sui Ying logged off, his consciousness returned to his body, and he got up from the bed.

Four women were massaging his muscles to prevent stiffness from the long hours spent in the game.

As soon as Sui Ying got up, a steward-like person came in and respectfully said to Sui Ying, “Young Master, an immortal has sent over a strange Magical Treasure.”

“Is the immortal still here?” Sui Ying asked hastily.

“Drinking tea in the main hall,” the steward replied.

“Let me go see the immortal.” Sui Ying said.

Now, because of the game, most mortals are aware of what immortals are like, so they’d call them cultivators.

Only the cultivators of the Hidden Spirit Gate could be referred to as immortals now.

In the main hall, Xu Fan was drinking tea and smiling upon seeing the luxurious hall, but he didn’t feel uncomfortable, thinking that it was good to spend his hard-earned Spirit Stones on something like this.

As soon as Sui Ying arrived at the main hall, he saw Xu Fan drinking tea and immediately knelt down.

He had met Xu Fan a year ago, knowing that Xu Fan was the controller of the Hidden Spirit Gate and the great benefactor who saved billions of mortals.

Seeing their Young Master kneeling, the steward also knelt at once.

“Greetings to the Great Master,” Sui Ying said excitedly.

“Get up, we don’t need such formalities here,” Xu Fan replied while sipping his tea.

A gentle force lifted the two of them up.

After Sui Ying took his seat, the steward served tea and left.

“How have you felt during the recent battles?” Xu Fan asked kindly. As long as nothing unexpected happened, the young man before him might become the first Chief Tianjue Master of the Hidden Spirit Gate’s next generation.

“I feel like I’ve reached my limit due to my body. The combat power I can control with my Heavenly Puppet has reached its peak.” Sui Ying described his feelings.

“Right, after all, it is a mortal body. It’s already one in a billion that you can reach this stage, so I came here to help you break through this limit.” Xu Fan said with a smile.

A strange coffin-like Treasure Artifact appeared in the Grand Hall.