Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 1386: Chapter 549: Serpent Scythe Stirring! (Part 2)

"I can’t find a way to avoid it; better to wake up Mom first."

"Mom should have a solution."

"Even if there’s no solution, I’ll at least do everything I can to help her before I die!"

Ning Zhuo, regardless of how the ring clenched his hand, immediately took Sun Lingtong and others into the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon.

Then, Ning Zhuo was alone in an empty cabin. Everything had been arranged long before, filled with the relics of Meng Yaoyin.

Ning Zhuo carefully laid out Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin, placing her in the center.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin was severely damaged.

Half of her body was gone; half an arm and a left leg had vanished completely. Through the massive damage, the internal mechanisms were twisted and deformed. Many wounds had broken spiritual networks, like tassels hanging low.

The Jade Marrow Spirit Liquid, faintly congealed with Buddha Light, had leaked through every crack completely.

Scorched holes, cracks frozen by ice, and several terrifying penetrative wounds.

What terrified Ning Zhuo most was that he couldn’t sense any spiritual nature within Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin.

Ning Zhuo had once thought about repairing it but held back, considering the spiritual nature.

Partly because Meng Yaoyin’s final words didn’t specifically instruct Ning Zhuo to undertake this task. Moreover, Ning Zhuo’s concerns mirrored those about the Nanming Fire Furnace.

To repair the Nanming Fire Furnace requires the approval and cooperation of the Vermilion Bird Artifact Spirit.

However, the Vermilion Bird Artifact Spirit was greatly frightened, requiring a cultivator to rebuild trust and guide cooperation.

Sealing the Artifact Spirit and such means are inadvisable.

Such a repaired Nanming Fire Furnace wouldn’t harmonize with the Artifact Spirit. At best, the Artifact Spirit would weaken; at worst, it would perish.

The Vermilion Bird Artifact Spirit inherently emerged from the Nanming Fire Furnace; they are one and the same. Unlike Yuan Dasheng and Mengye Tiger, whose spiritual nature is an external entity that resides in the mechanical body.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin’s circumstance is quite special.

Back then, she immersed herself in the Lava Fairy Palace’s furnace, emerging as Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin.

Her connection with the mechanical body is far closer than Yuan Dasheng or Mengye Tiger. At least Ning Zhuo hadn’t seen his own mother’s spiritual nature escaping to inhabit other items.

If Ning Zhuo carelessly repaired, causing the mechanical body to change greatly, it might endanger Meng Yaoyin’s spiritual nature.

This possibility left Ning Zhuo at a standstill till now.

After arranging Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin, Ning Zhuo immediately sat cross-legged and hurriedly activated the Cremation Prajna Spirit Liberation Sutra.

Since cultivating this Buddhist scripture, he had gone through many cremations, yet it was his first time so anxious.

Ning Zhuo’s heart raced; even his hands slightly trembled.

Flames ignited, covering all relics within the ship cabin.

The Fire Element Heart Temple also shone brightly, skillfully managing each flicker of flame.

Flames danced in the cabin, producing not smog and confusion but a gentle, warm, sun-like aura.

A little bit of spirit light began to waft.

They were so feeble, nearly invisible, like fireflies in the night, twinkling, ever on the verge of extinction.

The spirit light floated mid-air, like a lost child seeking the way home in the dark.

They floated for a while, then softly, softly moved toward the central mechanical puppet—Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin.

Increasing amounts of spirit light descended into the puppet, illuminating Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin, her body awash with spirit light as if a Bodhisattva statue bathed in Buddha Light.

The relics were quickly incinerated, a sea of spirit lights fell into Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin, like plunging into an abyss, completely swallowed.

Spirit light and fire light dispersed.

The cabin restored its calm, only a gentle, warm aura permeated the air.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin stood in the center of the cabin, motionless.

Ning Zhuo’s heart sank. His eyes brimmed with panic: "Impossible, impossible to fail, right?!"

Then, like wind brushing over a lake, dew sliding off lotus leaves, petals lightly drifting down.

A faint, faint sound subtly lingered in Ning Zhuo’s ear, rippling in his heart.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin slowly opened her eyes: "Little Zhuo."

In an instant, Ning Zhuo burst into tears, crying out: "Mom!"

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin raised her remaining arm slightly, making the entire mechanical body float into the air.

She floated in front of Ning Zhuo, raised a palm gently stroking Ning Zhuo’s head: "My child, you’ve done well, far better than I envisioned."

Ning Zhuo immediately showed a proud demeanor, slightly raising his head: "Mom, I..."

"Don’t move," Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin interrupted him, then a peculiar mana erupted from her palm.

The mana enveloped Ning Zhuo entirely, penetrating his flesh and soul, then vanished.

Ning Zhuo felt the greatest sensation from the Mechanical Ring.

He discovered, in surprise, that the always-constricting Mechanical Ring suddenly relaxed and reverted to its original shape.

Ning Zhuo looked up at Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin again, wide curious eyes: "Mom, what’s going on exactly?"

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin: "You’ve been watched, and someone is divining against you."

"Fortunately, the diviner hasn’t reached the core, only the surface."

"Coincidentally, I’m also skilled in this art."

"Timing is perfect, the opponent believes in phase results but I’ve twisted the answers."

Meanwhile, Xiao Juxia chuckled lightly, shook his head: "Ning Zhuo’s Qi Fortune is strong. Such a character naturally draws the attention of Spiritual Treasures. No wonder he effortlessly passed through twice."

"Anyone with Qin De’s legacy, even by King’s Order, would be burdened by treasures, and fortune sharply declines."

"Therefore, Ning Zhuo is not the target I seek."

Xiao Juxia came swiftly and departed in haste.

He had dozens more characters to approach and deduce one by one.

Bluestone Cave Mansion.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin slowly retracted her palm: "Successfully deceived, no one will deduce you anymore."

Ning Zhuo curiously pursued: "Mom, who is deducing me? Why does it provoke a mortal danger?"

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin: "The visitor is immensely powerful, I only have a slight perception and dare not reflect back, lest they notice."

After a pause, she added: "It should be someone from the Demon Path."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhuo sighed: "When I grow strong in the future, I’ll surely be a pillar of the Righteous Path, and share no sky with Demon Cultivators. He missed the chance to kill me today; when I’m powerful, retribution will surely come."

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin chuckled softly: "Little Zhuo, you possess my Buddha Heart Demon Seal, inevitably tying you to the fates and fortunes of Buddhist and Demon sects. In future, your encounters with both types of cultivators will be plenty. Whether to eliminate Buddha and support Demon, or to eradicate Demon and uphold the way, opportunities will abound."

Ning Zhuo was startled: "Mom, what are you saying? How could our Righteous Path possibly support Demon Cultivators?"

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin shook her head: "Sometimes, you’ll find the Buddhist Sect monks far more detestable than Demon Cultivators."

Ning Zhuo concerns himself more about Meng Yaoyin: "Mom, your body is damaged, how is your spiritual nature? Why can’t I sense any spiritual nature within the mechanical shell?"

Meng Yaoyin: "Through misfortune, I’ve grasped the profundities of Monster Path, and it’s normal for you not to detect spiritual nature."

"Little Zhuo, recount your recent experiences to Mom... Huh? My spiritual mechanism is triggered, why is there a suitable chance nearby?"

Ning Zhuo paused for a moment, then led Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin out of the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, entering the Martial Arts Array’s Array Space.

Red Flower Skill Dharma Image Wu Hen was on the verge of transforming in the next moment.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin laughed heartily: "How marvelous. This opportunity is brought by Little Zhuo."

She moved her Divine Sense, the Big Snake Scythe soared, sweeping across the air, landing above the Red Flower Skill Dharma Image, the sharp blade tip gently touched.

The Red Flower Skill Dharma Image instantly collapsed, compressing Wu Hen into a chaotic bead, shadows swirled inside, eerie and mysterious.

Buddhist Doctor Meng Yaoyin opened her mouth to inhale, drawing the Wu Hen bead into her abdomen.

Stretching her hand in a grasping gesture, the Big Snake Scythe spiraled and swooped, falling into her palm.