Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77: 72. The Last Chance (3.8K Words - Subscription Request)_2

The shadow puppet car carried a load of corpses.

Judging by the appearance, they were all newly deceased servants.

This stirred up some memories in Song Yan.

Previously, when he was at the Tannery on South Bamboo Peak, anyone who died nearby would be carted away like this.

To mortals, even after death, the soul remains for seven days... and seven days’ time is enough for the Puppet Sect to perform many dirty deeds.

Truly, in life, one serves the Puppet Sect; in death, one becomes its ghost.

Song Yan sighed, ready to tackle the day’s tasks, when he saw that the last shadow puppet cart had stopped right in front of the Shadow Puppet Pavilion.

The disciple controlling the car dismounted and clasped his fists, saying, "Master Song, there’s a batch of new skins, and the Sect Leader wants to know if you can use them."

Song Yan asked curiously, "What new skins?"

The disciple lifted the thick cloth.

Song Yan’s pupils slightly contracted.

By a stroke of luck, the cart was carrying heaps of bloody "One-Tailed Fox Demon Skins."

The disciple said, "These were all hunted by our brothers in recent days. However, these fox demons vary greatly in power; some still at Intermediate Demon Beast level, while others have reached High Tier... Master Song, can you work with them? If you can, I’ll leave them here."

Song Yan’s thoughts flashed like lightning.

A test?

Unlikely.

Yet "One-Tailed Fox Demon Skin" was indeed something he desperately needed. If he were to replicate his old trick of "making a fox demon shadow puppet, while hiding one," it would remain undiscovered.

However...

He squinted slightly and said, "I’ll give it a try!"

The car disciple laughed, "I knew a skin-making genius like Master Song wouldn’t refuse."

Song Yan smiled and nodded, eagerly staring at the pile of skins. Once unloaded, he quickly cleaned them up. He then purposely selected a "one-tailed demon fox shadow puppet similar to a high-tier demon beast" and excitedly began crafting.

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...

By evening.

A sharp scream pierced the air in Shadow Puppet Pavilion from Yuzhuang, the Little Maiden.

Chaos followed shortly after.

Song Yan’s two disciples rushed out the door, swiftly seeking out the Elder on duty. By the time the Elder arrived at the pavilion, many had already gathered outside.

The Elder stepped inside, only to find Song Yan lying weakly on the bed inside the pavilion, his face pale as gold paper.

"What happened?" The Elder was both hurried and shocked.

He knew of Song Yan’s importance; as the "bridge connecting the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Sword Sect," nothing could go wrong with him. Otherwise, any bad signal could ruin major plans.

Yuzhuang, the Little Maiden, sobbed, "Master was shadow puppeting, and suddenly seemed to be cursed. Then Master rushed out from the room used for soul summoning, locked the door tightly, and became like this..."

The Elder looked at the bed again and saw Song Yan opening his eyes, weakly rasping, "Don’t... open the door..."

The Elder squinted, dismissed the disciples, and opened the soul summoning room door.

As soon as the door opened, a dark figure lunged forward.

The Elder raised his hand, grabbed fiercely, and crushed it instantly.

Upon a closer look, it was a broken One-Tailed Demon Fox Shadow Puppet.

The Elder instantly understood.

Master Song couldn’t yet craft a "Demon Fox Shadow Puppet," and hence suffered backlash. But it seemed the backlash occurred immediately upon summoning, so the puppet with an evil soul wasn’t strong.

Dealing with the trouble, the Elder approached Song Yan.

Song Yan weakly whispered, "I... am fine... just need some rest..."

The Elder said, "You must not strain yourself like this if you can’t manage it."

Song Yan fell silent.

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