Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master-Chapter 633 - 183: Door-to-Door Delivery_2

Chapter 633 -183: Door-to-Door Delivery_2

“I really want to fight alongside him, and witness his struggle and endeavors.”

“Somehow, his ambition ignites a fiery passion within me!”

“Even though I am of pure Human Clan lineage and not a Half-Demon.”

Sun Lingtong shook his head repeatedly: “Little Zhuo, you seem to be acting foolish.”

“Our support for Liu Guanzhang is merely for the sake of increasing the likelihood of obtaining your mother’s Relic.”

“Do you intend to struggle alongside Liu Er?”

Sun Lingtong shrugged: “I don’t mind, this matter is definitely thrilling.”

“But what about your mother?”

A simple question, like a bucket of ice water, poured over Ning Zhuo’s head.

Ning Zhuo fell silent for a moment, then forced a smile: “Boss, you’re right.”

“I must save my mother first!”

With a long sigh, Ning Zhuo turned and hurried toward Red Flower Camp.

Halfway there, Sun Lingtong suddenly said: “Be careful! There is a Cultivator hidden ahead.”

While Ning Zhuo was on the move, Sun Lingtong had been controlling the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, using its mechanisms for surveillance.

Without thinking, Ning Zhuo made a speedy retreat to gain distance.

The next second, he heard a familiar voice: “Eh? Even Meng Kui was fooled by my ‘One Leaf Conceals the Eye’ technique, yet you easily saw through my concealment, not bad.”

Ning Zhuo retreated even faster!

In the next moment, Lin Bufan revealed himself, holding out a Token: “Such a young age, yet astute and experienced in your actions, not bad.”

“Friend Ning, if you keep running, I’ll have to take back this batch of Yugang Armor and the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit.”

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Upon hearing this and recognizing the Token as valid, Ning Zhuo finally stopped.

He ran back joyfully and bowed in respect: “Sect Leader Lin, I didn’t expect to meet you at this time.”

“This is fantastic!”

“The items you’ve brought are precisely what I need most right now.”

Lin Bufan stroked his beard: “Of course. Du Tiechuan, indeed one of the prominent Upper Generals of Liangzhu Country, acts upright and honourable, forcing both allies and enemies to follow his plans.”

“With this batch of Yugang Armor, you can fully equip Red Flower Camp and Three Generals Camp, and still have some left over.”

Through his speech, Lin Bufan appeared to know quite a bit about Ning Zhuo’s situation.

But Ning Zhuo wasn’t surprised at all.

From Ten Thousand Medicine Sect which Lin Bufan led, it was evident that he was meticulous and thorough in his actions. Since he came to deliver the goods, naturally, he would hide and scout ahead to make sure everything was safe before revealing himself.

The two of them carried out the exchange right away.

The Yugang Armor was of a simple design, conveying a sense of solidity. Its surface shimmered with a lustre akin to jade, a color between a pale blue-grey and dark black.

The helmet was slightly raised at the top, while the faceguard leaned forward a bit, with delicate Talismans engraved on both sides.

The breastplate was broad, covering a wide range, and resembled a shield. The back was relatively flat, with slanted Formations on either side to ensure attacks from the rear would be deflected and dispersed.

The shoulder armor was bulky and rounded, covering the shoulders entirely.

The arm armor was designed for flexibility; its segments were tightly joined without being obtrusive.

The leg armor featured triple layered Formations, aimed to lighten the weight, increase agility, and help the Cultivator recover strength more quickly.

As for the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit, it was sealed inside a medicinal bottle.

Using his Divine Sense, Ning Zhuo could see a diminutive humanoid-shaped Fire Spirit sitting cross-legged, as if it were a Cultivator in meditation.

He exclaimed in astonishment: “Such a strong Spiritual Nature in this Fire Spirit!”

Lin Bufan hummed in agreement: “Too many Cultivators died on Fire Persimmon Mountain, giving this Fire Spirit an advantage, as it absorbed Cultivators’ Spiritual Nature, becoming extremely dangerous.”

Ning Zhuo pondered: “Senior, it must have been risky and not easy to collect this item.”

“The Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit itself is already hard to deal with.”

“Not to mention the presence of City Lord Meng Kui of Fire Persimmon Immortal City!”

Lin Bufan said: “You’re right…”

Immediately, he succinctly recounted to Ning Zhuo how he had assisted Ning Jiufan and participated in the contest for the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit.

Ning Zhuo bowed deeply, expressing sincere gratitude to Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan extended a hand to help him up: “The things Friend Ning has done are not insignificant, either.”

“I really didn’t expect that after you went to Liangzhu Country, you would become the son-in-law of the Upper General Mansion.”

Ning Zhuo gave a wry smile, his expression somewhat embarrassed: “Please allow me time to report the details later.”

Lin Bufan had heard a lot as well, but he still didn’t know much about the inside story and was indeed curious.

After listening to Ning Zhuo’s narration, he pondered for a moment, then stroked his beard and exclaimed, “Friend Ning, you have exceptional Qi Fortune. Through such a confluence of chance circumstances and twists of fate, it turns out that you have become the biggest beneficiary in the end.”

“In my view, you might as well stay in Liangzhu Country, take your time to cultivate your presence at the Mu Shang General Mansion, and solidify your identity.”

Lin Bufan was quite happy to hear this news.

He knew that his daughter, Lin Shanshan, had a favorable impression of Ning Zhuo.

But as a father, Lin Bufan would rather bring his top disciple, Linghu Jiu, together with his beloved jewel.

Now that Ning Zhuo and Mu Lan had become husband and wife, in Lin Bufan’s view, it was a joyous event!

Ning Zhuo shook his head: “I have already made a promise to General Mu Lan, after this great war, I will leave Liangzhu Country.”

“Although the Mu Shang General Mansion is good, I’m not fortunate enough to stay.”

Lin Bufan shook his head slightly: “If that’s the case, then it’s quite a pity.”

Ning Zhuo took this opportunity to encourage Lin Bufan to stay temporarily and participate in this great battle. Liangzhu Country currently had the advantage, and if they took down a few of the Giant Tree Mountains, there would definitely be a large amount of spoils of war, including a lot of medicinal herbs.

Lin Bufan gave a light chuckle, pointing at Ning Zhuo’s nose: “Clever boy, you’re still the same.”

“Trying to coax me into battle?”

“Heh, I won’t fall for your scheme.”

“My Ten Thousand Medicine Sect is affiliated with Southern Bean Country, and for a Nascent Soul level Cultivator like me to sneak close to the Liangzhu Country army is already breaking many rules.”

“To join you in the upcoming battle would be overstepping.”

“Let’s not talk about this any further, take care of yourself, I’m leaving.”

Having said this, Lin Bufan waved his sleeve, flew up into the sky, and quietly disappeared, leaving very decisively.

Ning Zhuo carefully put away the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit and checked the Yugang Armor again.

Within the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, Sun Lingtong also felt happy for Ning Zhuo: “Little Zhuo, we originally came here to manufacture armaments for sale. Who would have thought that the first batch of heavy armor would be so timely!”

Ning Zhuo was also delighted: “This is an accidental stroke of luck, a twist of fate.”

“I was looking forward to the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit, but I didn’t expect that the Yugang Armor would make me even happier.”

With this batch of armored suits, he no longer needed to choose. He had better support solutions for both the Three Generals Camp and the Red Flower Camp.

Ning Zhuo arrived at the Red Flower Camp.

Without needing to announce his arrival, Mu Lan immediately received him.

“I have brought some good news,” Ning Zhuo said to Mu Lan with a smile, behaving very casually.

Mu Lan laughed as well: “What a coincidence, my husband, I also have some good news here for you.”

Ning Zhuo’s expression immediately turned more serious: “General Mu Lan, it’s enough to call me Ning Zhuo.”

Mu Lan readily complied: “Alright, my husband.”

Ning Zhuo sighed helplessly and first took out the Yugang Armor.

Mu Lan’s eyes sparkled; after examining it, she commented, “While the quality is on the lower end, the materials used are solid, sufficient to pass the Parade Platform’s assessment.”

This batch of Yugang Armor was produced by a branch of the Ning Clan. According to the branch’s current standard for Artifact Refining, it is indeed considered lower-grade.

Mu Lan also took out a suit of heavy armor and handed it to Ning Zhuo: “I’ve told you about this before – this is the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor used by Tang Jifeng.”

Mechanized Armor!

Ning Zhuo’s eyes instantly shone brightly with excitement as he stepped forward and gently caressed the surface of the armor.

“Great, this is fantastic!”

Seeing Ning Zhuo’s delight, with his gaze glued onto the mechanized armor, Mu Lan knew this gift was truly to his liking, the right choice!