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I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1972 - 1971: Tianyuan Puppets
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Chapter 1972: Chapter 1971: Tianyuan Puppets

"Two in the morning, huh, they’re here? Pretty punctual." Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

He watched as the group of black‑clad men, led by that Refining Void Peak Cultivator at the front, slunk over to the base of the wall one by one. Each slapped the storage pouch at his waist with one hand, took out a set of formation flags, and casually planted them around Qingyi Building. Endless thick black mist poured out from the formation flags, instantly shrouding the entire Qingyi Building.

"Kill!!!" After doing all this, that Refining Void Peak Cultivator let out a low roar.

As his voice fell, the tens of thousands of black‑clad men behind him no longer hid their terrifying cultivation. In an instant, one mighty aura after another erupted from their bodies. The strongest among them had Unification Peak cultivation, and even the weakest were at Early Void Refining.

In that moment, over ten thousand people took out their respective Lifebound Magical Treasures, fingers flying through incantation seals. Multicolored rays of light shot out from their Lifebound Magical Treasures, blasting toward Qingyi Building.

Shuffle shuffle shuffle!!!

Right then, hurried footsteps sounded from within Qingyi Building. Under Qingyi Hong’s lead, fifty thousand men surged out of Qingyi Building and completely surrounded the forces of Jubao Building.

Just as Qingyi Hong and the others appeared, they unleashed their own Lifebound Magical Treasures, blasting toward the Jubao Building forces opposite them.

Boom boom boom!!!

For a time, the sounds of tens of thousands clashing merged into one, like muffled thunder rolling across the sky in rapid succession.

With the battle erupting, the forces on Qingyi Building’s side, having prepared in advance, seized the advantage of numbers and terrain. Several Cultivators ganged up on a single Jubao Building Cultivator, unleashing all kinds of endless techniques from their hands, slaughtering their way toward the Jubao Building ranks opposite them.

Faced with this sudden turn, the Cultivators of Jubao Building didn’t show the slightest fear or hint of panic, as if everything before their eyes was all within their expectations.

They each brought out various powerful offensive treasures, or defensive treasures with tremendous might, firmly protecting themselves as they charged in to clash with the Qingyi Building forces.

Fortunately, Qingyi Building’s territory was large enough. Even with sixty or seventy thousand Cultivators brawling on the ground at once, it could still hold them. Under the no‑flight restriction, both sides charged at each other like soldiers on a battlefield, dodging and weaving as they rushed in to kill.

On the entire battlefield, only two people remained motionless. Those two were none other than the Refining Void Peak Cultivator of Jubao Building, and the owner of Qingyi Building, Qingyi Hong.

"I, this Building Master, got word that you, Old Dog, have a body outside your body. I take it this body here is that external incarnation of yours?" Qingyi Hong said coldly.

"Hmph! Didn’t expect even that little secret of mine to have been sniffed out by you. Looks like over these years, you, Qingyi Hong, have put quite some effort into digging into my affairs." Ju Tianbao mocked.

The body before him with only Refining Void Peak cultivation was precisely his external incarnation.

"Tell that old thing to get out here. Otherwise, none of you are leaving alive tonight!!!" Qingyi Hong said, killing intent soaring to the heavens.

"You think I’m as brain‑dead as you? If Jubao Building didn’t have him sitting in town, would your Qingyi Building really let such a golden opportunity slide and not rob my Jubao Building clean?" Ju Tianbao sneered.

"With no Cultivator in the Mahayana Realm, Old Dog, I’m really curious—who the hell gave you the courage to come make trouble here?" Qingyi Hong said coldly.

"Hahahaha—!" Hearing Qingyi Hong’s words, Ju Tianbao suddenly threw his head back and laughed.

"Old Dog, what the hell are you laughing at? Got epilepsy or something? Careful you don’t laugh yourself to death." Qingyi Hong said dismissively.

"I’m laughing at your ignorance. Get that Blood‑hand Mahayana Old Monster of your Qingyi Building out here. Otherwise, once I make a move, tonight will be the night your Qingyi Building is wiped out for good!" Ju Tianbao said, arrogant and overbearing.

"Old Dog! I’m really damn curious—since that bullshit Great Mahayana Monster of your Jubao Building isn’t taking the field, where exactly do you get the guts to strut in front of me?" Qingyi Hong said with disdain.

"Is that so? In that case, I’ll let you broaden your horizons a bit!!!" Ju Tianbao said, killing intent surging.

He suddenly slapped the storage pouch at his waist with one hand. Two streaks of black radiance flashed out from the pouch, shooting to the ground. Two towering Puppets, each two meters tall, completely pitch‑black, radiating a terrifying aura—judging from the aura rolling off their bodies, they were at least at Early Mahayana cultivation.

"Go!!!" Ju Tianbao let out a low roar.

Both his palms suddenly slapped down. Four million top‑grade Spirit Stones flew out from the storage pouch in his hands, split into two streams, and were swallowed by the two black Puppets.

Buzz buzz!!

After each of the two black Puppets devoured two million top‑grade Spirit Stones, a terrifying aura erupted from within them. In an instant, dreadful pressure blanketed the sky above Qingyi Building, and the massive aura frantically suppressed everything around.

"Th‑these are Tianyuan Puppets? That’s impossible!!!" Seeing this scene, Qingyi Hong cried out in shock.

"Hmph! There’s no such thing as impossible in this world. To obtain these two Tianyuan Puppets, three hundred years ago I risked my life to lead people into the Ancient Battlefield. In the end we lost countless men, paid a monstrous price, just to get our hands on these two Tianyuan Puppets! However, when I got them, both were half‑crippled! To repair them, I painstakingly studied Puppetry Technique, burned through innumerable heavenly materials and earthly treasures—practically a full hundred years of Jubao Building’s income! Only then did I completely restore these two Tianyuan Puppets! Jie jie jie—! Tonight is the first time these two Tianyuan Puppets will truly show their might. Don’t worry, for the sake of our past ties, I’ll have these two Tianyuan Puppets properly ’take care’ of you. I won’t let you die too easily!" Ju Tianbao laughed proudly.

"Hmph! Just two heaps of scrap iron without spiritual intelligence, and they dare act wild in front of me? Overestimating themselves!" All of a sudden, a cold snort rang out.

A figure flickered and instantly appeared at Qingyi Hong’s side.

"Elder Xue, you’re here!" Seeing who it was, Qingyi Hong greeted respectfully.

"Mm." Elder Xue nodded.

He wore a blood‑red long robe, with blood‑red hair, his hands clasped behind his back, as if his entire being had merged into the heavens and earth. A vast Early Mahayana aura erupted from his body, pressing down on Ju Tianbao.

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