Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

A puppeteer may possess a great number of puppets, but their own bodies are extremely fragile. An ordinary cultivator's physical form is already vulnerable enough, and a puppeteer's is far worse in comparison. For this very reason, puppeteers have always been exceptionally thorough in their own self-protection.

But the opponent Fan Zuming faced this time was different.

Gu Xiande knew Lin Yun all too well; the boy's movement techniques were bizarre. The bronze automatons were indeed powerful, but they were far from enough to stop Lin Yun. So, the moment Lin Yun moved, Gu Xiande moved as well. He had to intercept Lin Yun in time. No matter what, he could not allow this boy to get near Fan Zuming.

But unfortunately for him, Lin Yun saw through his plan instantly.

"You think you can stop me with just this?" Lin Yun tilted his head back and sneered.

Having prepared long ago, he unleashed several different sword styles in quick succession. The entire process was like moving clouds and flowing water, without a single sluggish moment.

Gu Xiande was a powerful sword cultivator in his own right, but compared to Lin Yun, he felt a sense of inferiority. Even looking back, Gu Xiande had never imagined that someone's attainments in the Way of the Sword could reach such heights. The sword cultivators of today were as different as heaven and earth from those of the past. Lin Yun should have walked the same path as them, yet he had forged a completely different one.

Gu Xiande's face hardened, and he hastily brought his sword up to block. But streams of sword Qi converged on him from all directions, as if he were the center of a vortex. Not daring to relax for an instant, Gu Xiande threw his flying sword out.

"You damn brat! You're courting death!"

A great clap of thunder echoed from above. In an instant, dark clouds stretched for hundreds of miles. A fierce wind howled, and the entire Sect-Protecting Grand Formation of the Flowing Cloud Sect began to operate at high speed.

The voice of the Chongqing Bird sounded from overhead. "Boy, this battle is perilous. End it quickly."

Lin Yun's eyes were now blood-red, his killing intent towering to the heavens. Facing Fan Zuming, who had been mocking him just moments before, he didn't hesitate, flinging a full set of the Azure Origin Sword Style at him.

After fighting continuously for so long, Lin Yun was beginning to feel the exhaustion. Fan Zuming, however, unhesitatingly used his bronze automatons to block the attack. At the same time, he sent a portion of them to try and encircle and kill Lin Yun. But while the automatons were strong, their speed was far from sufficient.

Just as Lin Yun was about to charge toward Fan Zuming, one of the bronze figures blocked his path. Faced with this sudden obstacle, Lin Yun didn't hesitate. He first lashed out with a kick.

The kick landed squarely on the automaton's chest with immense force. The bronze armor on its body actually began to slowly crack. And as the armor plates split apart, Lin Yun saw what was inside.

These bronze automatons looked as if they were made of metal on the outside, but their interiors were made from living people. Every single one of them had been refined from a living human being.

Looking at Fan Zuming now, Lin Yun's eyes burned with a new fire.

"You talk a good game about being a prestigious and righteous sect," he roared, "but in the end, you're capable of something as vile as refining living puppets?"

Before, he had wanted to kill Fan Zuming simply to rescue Bai Zhuqing. But now, it was clear that while Fan Zuming's relationship with the Flowing Cloud Sect was ambiguous on the surface, he had secretly harmed countless cultivators behind the scenes. No wonder he possessed such formidable power. The strength of a puppeteer lay in their ability to unleash the power their puppets had in life. While it couldn't be a perfect replication, it was more than enough. And in order to find powerful puppets, Fan Zuming had used living people to create numerous experimental subjects. This was the most evil of all puppet refinement techniques.

It was clear that in this man's eyes, all people were merely objects to be used.

"The so-called cultivation world is just the survival of the fittest. If you lack sufficient strength, you must obediently allow yourself to be trampled upon," Fan Zuming said, completely dismissive of Lin Yun's accusation. "Do you really think there is something wrong with my methods?"

At this moment, Gu Xiande added, "Senior, don't waste any more breath on this boy. The Beast Taming Sect could arrive with support at any moment. To avoid any further complications, let's end this battle as soon as possible."

Faced with the tenacious Lin Yun, Gu Xiande no longer wanted to drag things out. He hoped to join forces with Fan Zuming and end this quickly.

Fan Zuming, however, just smiled serenely. "Rest assured. That is precisely why I have come here today."

But the moment his voice fell, the deafening sound of drums echoed from the horizon. Hearing this sound, Gu Xiande's expression changed, and his face grew even uglier.

Directly to the far east, a massive bird with wings outstretched was streaking towards them. If one looked closely, one could see Jiang Zhengqing standing on its broad back.

The Beast Taming Sect!

Gu Xiande had suspected that the Beast Taming Sect might not give up so easily, but he never thought they would make a move on the Flowing Cloud Sect so directly. Who would have thought that Jiang Zhengqing was truly mad? The Beast Taming Sect had only just gained some benefits from the Grand Tournament; they hadn't even had time to distribute the resources and territory. Were they really so eager to eliminate the Flowing Cloud Sect now?

Seeing the vast and mighty army of the Beast Taming Sect, everyone in the Flowing Cloud Sect grew tense. They were already unable to achieve a quick victory against Lin Yun alone. Now, so many more experts had appeared out of nowhere. This was undoubtedly a huge problem for them.

"Senior, are there any other options?" Gu Xiande asked hurriedly. His only hope now was that Fan Zuming had other reinforcements nearby.

"Rest assured, Sect Master Gu," Fan Zuming said, full of confidence. "With this old man here today, no one can harm you."

Lin Yun just sneered. The arrival of his allies had greatly boosted his morale.

"The Flowing Cloud Sect has brought disaster to the cultivation world for so many years! Today is the day you will pay the price!"

Lin Yun put away his Coldflame Sword and Firmament Sword. Then, he suddenly produced a sword casket, slamming it onto the ground as he smiled at Gu Xiande and Fan Zuming.

"These are some techniques this junior has not yet used. I invite you to witness them today."

The next moment, the hidden sword casket opened. An immense aura instantly erupted from it, blanketing half the battlefield. Everyone looked in terror at the simple, ancient casket.

Lin Yun placed one hand on it, then stomped his foot. The Coldflame Sword shot out. This time, not only was its speed faster, but its power was even greater.

This was the power of the sword casket. It could not only enhance Lin Yun's sword-controlling techniques, but it could also raise his sword skills to another level. Of course, the consumption of his own energy was also immense.

But if he wanted to face both Gu Xiande and Fan Zuming at the same time without falling into a disadvantage, he had no choice but to go all out.