Chapter 22: Puppetry Art

"Damn! Why did they all pee, and why did you only hit me?" Qin Long, painfully clutching his stomach, glared angrily at Wutian as he got up from the ground.

"I specifically targeted you, what's the matter?" Wutian retorted defiantly, glaring at Qin Long.

Long Zhan frowned, a sense of astonishment filling his mind. He couldn't even react to the speed at which Wutian struck Qin Long earlier. Wasn't Wutian supposed to have severed meridians and shattered Dantian? How did he regain such high cultivation? Did Wutian use some artifact or some other technique?

However, Long Zhan didn't believe that Wutian had fully recovered. He coldly addressed Wutian, saying, "Wutian, you've got some nerve, daring to assault a fellow disciple. It seems that the punishment from the Punishment Hall is too lenient for you."

"I don't care about beating people, it's none of your business!" Wutian, with a temper, retorted directly.

"Damn! Wutian, you useless piece of trash, how dare you speak to Senior Brother Long like that? Are you asking for trouble?" Long Zhan's junior brother stepped forward, provokingly.

"What's wrong with the way I speak? If you dare, come and hit me! Idiot!" Wutian, without a trace of fear, responded coldly.

"You... You're too arrogant! Senior Brother, should I teach this trash a lesson?" The junior brother couldn't bear it and drew his sword.

Long Zhan stopped his junior brother, saying, "There are plenty of opportunities to deal with this trash within the sect. Engaging in private fights within Qitian Sect can have serious consequences. Don't act recklessly."

"Wutian, you scum! Today, I'll let it slide for the sake of Senior Brother, but be careful!" Long Zhan's junior brother pointed at Wutian and warned coldly.

"Humph!" Wutian sneered, dismissing it.

Long Zhan squinted at Wutian, mocking, "Wutian, perhaps you were a genius in Qitian Sect before, but with meridians severed and Dantian shattered, not even the gods can save you. You're just a complete waste now. So, behave yourself, or I won't go easy on you!"

"Not going easy? Come on then, let's see who's not going easy on whom!" Wutian, full of disdain, responded.

"D*mn! So arrogant! I've reached my limit. Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being merciless!" Long Zhan finally couldn't restrain himself, cursing loudly, and prepared to take action.

Wutian, however, didn't back down. He raised the broom, ready for a confrontation. Although Long Zhan had the strength of a sixth-level martial artist, Wutian was already a tenth-level martial artist, showing no fear.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother! The people from the Punishment Hall are here!" Just then, one of Long Zhan's junior brothers rushed over, looking anxious.

Long Zhan's expression changed. He quickly stopped his actions. Fighting among disciples was allowed within the sect, but if it happened outside the designated areas, it would violate the sect rules, leading to punishment from the Punishment Hall, ranging from reflection to expulsion.

"Humph! You're lucky today, punk. But your luck won't last! One month from now is the sect competition. I'll make sure to defeat you on the stage. Wutian, you better be ready!" Long Zhan pointed at Wutian, sneering, and then left, sweeping his sleeves.

Long Zhan's junior brothers followed him, and even Qin Long tried to slip away. However, Wutian grabbed Qin Long's collar.

"Trying to cause trouble again? Do you think you can easily get away?" Wutian pulled Qin Long over and injected a burst of true energy into him, rendering Qin Long speechless.

"Wutian, you better not stir up trouble. Behave well here and accept the punishment, or it will get more severe!" Several Punishment Hall disciples, with cold expressions, warned Wutian before leaving. They came to check if Wutian was complying with the punishment.

After the Punishment Hall disciples left, Wutian held Qin Long's throat, asking indifferently, "What were you trying to do just now?"

"I..." Qin Long's face turned red, not knowing what to say.

Wutian's gaze turned cold, and he gripped Qin Long's throat harder. Qin Long, trying to resist, couldn't match the strength of Wutian, who was a ninth-level martial artist. Wutian lifted Qin Long like a chick.

"Answer me a question. If you can answer, I'll let you go. Otherwise..." Wutian's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"My master's death, is it related to your master, He Jiang?" Wutian asked coldly.

"No... No!" Qin Long, with his throat squeezed, painfully replied.

Wutian's eyes narrowed, and he increased the pressure on Qin Long's throat. Qin Long, unable to breathe, frantically struggled, but his strength was futile against Wutian, who was a ninth-level martial artist. Wutian held him like a puppet.

"Tell me the truth, did he or didn't he?!" Wutian's hand tightened, and Qin Long's strength to resist gradually weakened. In the end, his eyes rolled back, and his head slumped.

Ding!

"Congratulations to Wutian for killing Qin Long, an eighth-level martial artist, gaining 200 experience and 50 silver."

"Oh! This is great. He just died like this; this guy is too weak. He collapsed with just a gentle squeeze." Wutian released Qin Long's throat, wearing a wry smile. He didn't expect this guy to die so easily, directly collapsing.

"Long Zhan saw me spare him. Although killing him will make his body disappear, Long Zhan will undoubtedly link Qin Long's disappearance to me. In this way, the matter will be exposed. Can I still continue staying in Qitian Sect?" Wutian was troubled. He wanted to continue investigating the truth behind his master's murder and his own disability.

Suddenly, Wutian's eyes lit up, realizing he had a powerful auxiliary skill—Puppetry Art.

Wutian quickly opened the attribute panel to check the introduction of Puppetry Art.

Puppetry Art: Current level, primary. Can refine two puppets. It can turn a deceased person below the martial artist realm into a puppet, retaining all their pre-mortem attributes and memories. The puppet can maintain all its previous characteristics, with the only difference being that it obeys every command of the master.

Incredible! It's truly incredible!

Qin Long had just died, and his level was below the martial artist realm. This auxiliary skill was perfect for the occasion!