12dz Chapter 301 Divine Oil
Chapter 301 Divine Oil
The old woman's admiring gaze did not escape the notice of this group of elites.
Su Yun smiled and nodded.
Xiao Qingchen clenched his fists involuntarily, his heart filled with resentment: "Damn brat!"
He finally understood that Su Yun had seen through the strange behavior of the giant bear and the eagle, which was why he spoke up to stop them and even used a spiritual medicine to treat them and express goodwill.
No wonder she is the nemesis that Lin Ying'er repeatedly warned and told me to be careful of!
His senses were excessively sharp, even more so than those of the Emperor himself.
It was because he sensed the Chaos Poison that he attracted helpers, which led to the loss of his sacred bones.
Now, he has even noticed Qianjilin's difference before he has.
Knowing that all the puppets here were arranged by Su Muzhi, they took the initiative to make a good impression.
Yu Qianqian had witnessed the whole process and looked at Xiao Qingchen with disappointment: "He didn't even know that the spirit beast was controlled by the furnace master."
"This person's talent is not even as good as this child's."
She herself didn't realize it, but that didn't stop her from looking down on others.
What Yu Qianqian didn't know was that Xiao Qingchen's physical age was only four years old.
In addition, his previous life was only a few decades long.
Xiao Qingchen felt the strange gaze behind him, forcibly suppressing his nameless anger, and took a deep breath: "However, my alabaster gloves will attract her attention more..."
Although the Citroën gloves were taken away by the mountain watcher, they still demonstrated his strength to some extent.
If you can get a treasure once, you can definitely get it a second time!
Boo!
The old woman opened the gourd, and a greasy mist immediately wafted out.
The spirit mist writhed like a water snake, seemingly alive, constantly struggling as if trying to break free from the gourd!
The old woman, who had been expressionless and calm just moments before, suddenly changed her expression.
hum!
With a flash of spiritual power, the old woman transformed into countless strands, tightly grasping every single particle of the spiritual mist.
Her pupils contracted, causing the spirit mist to dart left and right, struggling frantically, but it was ultimately sucked into the gourd.
The old woman slammed the lid shut and turned her head again: "Wanli Red Clam Oil? Thank you."
“You are using puppetry… no, as long as it can be done, you can make any request to me.”
Hearing the old woman's promise, everyone gasped in shock.
"What is Wanli Red Clam Oil? How could it possibly win the favor of the stove owner?"
"It must be very precious, right?"
Some knowledgeable people were astonished: "The Thousand-Mile Red Clam is a kind of immortal blood beast, extremely rare and hard to come by!"
"The oil from the Red Clam is the most precious natural treasure. Using it can imbue the puppet with spirituality and give it its own will. In other words, it can be cultivated!"
"A mechanical puppet that can be cultivated and is completely loyal is incredibly precious."
"Even among Great Emperors, very few possess spiritual materials of this caliber!"
Xing Hanhai was also surprised: "Wanli Red Clam Oil?!"
Such a treasure, even his father never possessed.
As the name suggests, the Immortal Blood Beast has the bloodline of the immortal race flowing through its veins.
Just like the emperor's newborn child, who was nothing more than a defenseless infant.
These immortal blood beasts may not be powerful, but their talents and bloodlines must be very precious.
Only a very few regions within a very small number of realms may retain the bloodline descended from the heavens.
Even though these immortal blood beasts have been diluted over thousands of generations, they are still rare and precious natural treasures, and are highly regarded.
The moment it is born, it will attract covetousness and prying from all sides.
People will not give up until the sun and moon are extinguished and the boundaries are shattered.
But now, those three have taken out a product made by the Immortal Blood Beast, which is a true Immortal-grade magic treasure!
Xing Hanhai looked at Xiao Qingchen with greed in his eyes: "Fine, fine."
"If it can't be used by me, then I can only refine it and use it!"
The fact that Xiao Qingchen could produce the Citroën Gloves and the Wanli Red Clam Oil shows that he is no ordinary person.
Others might continue to make friends, but the prince doesn't care about so many worldly rules and etiquette.
If you don't eat your own food, you'll end up being served at the dinner table.
Xiao Qingchen snorted, offering no response, and silently took the blame.
Xing Hanhai couldn't distinguish between the three of them; since they were sitting together, they were a group.
The old woman didn't say much more; as the furnace owner, a promise was already valuable enough.
Her spiritual energy surged, and she began to formally preach.
This was Su Yun's first time attending a class at Jieyuan Palace, and it was indeed quite interesting.
As a master of puppetry, the Master of the Thousand Machines Furnace has been immersed in this art for many years, and his skills are truly extraordinary.
The art of puppetry involves many aspects and covers a very wide range.
Creating puppets requires knowledge of weapon crafting, alchemy, and formation techniques.
To manipulate the mechanism, one needs the ability to control the sword with their mind.
Wearing mechanical armor without being cumbersome requires experience in defense and resistance to attacks.
Furthermore, the coordination between the puppet mechanisms requires combined attack formation techniques...