Chapter 297: A Rising Martial God! (1/2)

Not long after Wei Feng finished speaking, the receptionist from earlier knocked on the door and walked in under the expectant eyes of Wu Chi and Bai Xiaofei.

“Present it. I don’t think our guests can wait any longer,” said Wei Feng with a hint of humor, making Wu Chi flush red.

Indeed, when the receptionist entered just now, he almost sprang on her. Luckily, Bai Xiaofei held him down, or else she might have been scared off.

One after another, puppets of varying sizes were taken out. Looking at the puppets lying neatly in front of him, Wu Chi once again couldn’t keep his excitement inside. Today was definitely the most emotional day in his life, not even being awarded the Starnet Brilliance had made him this excited.

However, after having a look at everything, Wu Chi and Bai Xiaofei still didn’t see anything like that could be the so-called Blood Demon, up until the receptionist took out a palm-sized dark-red wooden box.

“Blood Demon is in this box?” Although he guessed it, Bai Xiaofei still found it hard to believe. He thought the puppet would be impressive, but this little box looked like a container for a pill and not a puppet.

“It may be a little different from what you think, but yes.” Wei Feng picked up the small box and slowly opened it.

The moment the box was completely opened, a drop of scarlet liquid caught their eyes. Under the light, some kind of brilliance seemed to be flowing within the drop, giving it an unspeakably inscrutable vibe. In addition to the mysterious appearance, what surprised Bai Xiaofei and Wu Chi even more was an overwhelming scent of blood that had instantly filled the room.

“Is it made of blood?!” Bai Xiaofei felt that his world view had once again been refreshed.

“Yes, the blood of a hundred magical beasts combined, all different species, and none below the King Rank,” replied Wei Feng.

Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but gulp. He had witnessed with his own eyes how formidable King Rank magical beasts were. Above the King Rank? That was simply unimaginable.

Just how many beasts were killed to make this? Especially when magical beasts can self-explode!

“Blood can be forged into a puppet?” Wu Chi's focus was completely different from Bai Xiaofei, but he was also curious about this.

Wei Feng smiled faintly at this question. And then it was advertising time.

“You probably haven't heard of a popular saying from the Puppetsmith Holy Mountain.”

Bai Xiaofei and Wu Chi immediately shook their heads. They didn’t even know where the Puppetsmith Holy Mountain was, let alone what they were saying in there…

“Of the objects in this world, those with a spirit, they be forged into puppets; those without, let them be spirit-infused.”

In other words, it meant anything can be made into a puppet. Being able to make it sound so formidable was truly befitting the style of one of the great nine merchant groups.

However, spirit infusion was indeed a revolutionary achievement in the history of puppet forging, and the Ethereal Merchant Group was thus able to establish itself as the overlord of the puppet industry.

“How do you link your spirit with this thing then?” Ignoring Wei Feng's bragging, Bai Xiaofei asked in Wu Chi’s stead.