"Is what you said true? When did you see him go out through the side door? And where is this side door?" Tang Rao asked.

While speaking, he took out several Spirit Stones from his pocket and placed them in the young servant's hand, "Little brother, please tell me, I really want to find back what belongs to me."

"Sir, please take back the Spirit Stones. Ah, I can see that it's not easy for you. The side gate of the courtyard is quite hidden; it's not on the street but built amidst the dense forest. If you follow the surrounding wall, you'll be able to see it," the young servant returned the Spirit Stones that Tang Rao had handed him.

"Keep the Spirit Stones, as a thank you," Tang Rao said.

If it weren't for him mentioning it, I wouldn't have known to wait here foolishly for days.

"There's no need, really. I hope you can retrieve what belongs to you," the young servant insisted on not accepting and left directly downstairs with the tray for serving dishes.

"In the Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains, there are still good people," Tang Rao couldn't help saying.

Truthfully, meeting someone so willing to help in the Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains is not that easy.

There's no helping it; the whole environment is one of slaughter, deception, and conspiracy.

Helping Others, this kind of beautiful quality, in the Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains, is almost synonymous with foolishness.

Soon, Tang Rao settled his bill at the tavern and left, then followed the courtyard wall towards the dense forest.

This forest is pretty vast, covering dozens of miles, and borders the courtyard of Cui Baiyi.

About ten minutes later, Tang Rao stopped. He saw the side gate of the courtyard. Indeed, it was cleverly concealed within the dense forest; without prior knowledge and careful observation, it would have been very difficult to find.

After discovering the side door, Tang Rao of course didn't enter. Instead, he concealed himself nearby, repressed his aura, and lay in covert wait.

After a full twenty-some hours, Tang Rao finally saw a figure, dressed in black, with an ordinary face and an utterly indifferent appearance.

It must be the same person the tavern's young servant was talking about.

It's him!

Tang Rao's eyebrows raised slightly, and he quickly averted his gaze, minimizing his presence to the point where even his breathing seemed to stop.

For a master, for someone with a meticulous mind and sensitive perception, even a single glance can trigger their senses.

Therefore, Tang Rao shifted his gaze to avoid detection.

And Tang Rao didn't follow, he just kept his silent vigil.

Soon, the person in black left.

It wasn't until the person in black had left that Tang Rao stood up and breathed out a long breath.

"Yan Wei, have you tracked him?" Tang Rao asked through his Illusion City.

"I've tracked him, and am sending the details to you now," Yan Wei's voice came through.

Tang Rao had sprinkled a handful of sticky trackers, each the size of half a grain of rice, at the side gate; as long as one stuck, the tracking could begin.

Fortunately, the man in black didn't use a Space Rift to leave immediately after exiting, which is why Tang Rao's method worked.

Soon, a virtual map with a rapidly moving red dot appeared in Tang Rao's Illusion City.

A full hour passed before the red dot finally came to a stop.

Tang Rao also felt secretly fortunate; if he had followed himself, he would have had to use Spiritual Energy, and once he did, he would definitely have been discovered.

This person in black was not weak, possibly a bit more powerful than Jiu Zhikong, just a hair away from the Half-step Great Perfection.

"Location confirmed," Yan Wei's voice followed a few seconds later.

Tang Rao nodded lightly and directly tore through a spatial rift to leave.

When he reappeared, Tang Rao had already reached a desolate starfield, remote and devoid of any life-bearing planets, barring a few wasted and dead stars.

For an interminable two days, Tang Rao randomly chose a wasted star to spend time on.

"It's clear now." Only after Yan Wei's voice came through did Tang Rao breathe a sigh of relief—on this wasted star, the oppressive voidness felt almost to the brink of despair.

Immediately after Yan Wei finished speaking, Tang Rao tore through the spatial rift and, in the next moment, arrived at the targeted planet.

The planet was very small, dozens of times smaller than the Moon, barren of any vegetation or living creatures.

The air was filled with...

Well, it can't exactly be called air; it was nearly a vacuum, tainted heavily with the smell of sulfur.

No sooner had Tang Rao landed than he felt the presence of several Death Energy Puppets rushing towards this location.

Tang Rao dared not be careless and promptly activated the Death Heavenly Dao.

Perhaps sensing the aura of death, those Death Energy Puppets came to a sudden halt, and after a few seconds, they turned back the way they had come.

Only after sensing the departure of the Death Energy Puppets did Tang Rao finally relax.

Fortunately, he mastered the Heavenly Dao of Chaos, affording him the insight into various Dao. Had it been someone who did not understand the Death Heavenly Dao, they would have been discovered by the Death Energy Puppets instantly.

There must be some kind of trigger mechanism on the Death Energy Puppets. Once discovered, they might immediately notify the black-robed figures, and then Cui Baiyi might also come, foiling his plans.

Along the way, Tang Rao began to think that Cui Baiyi might have gone mad.

A dense swarm of Death Energy Puppets, certainly exceeding ten million.

Moreover, the quality of these ten million Death Energy Puppets was surprisingly high, with most at the Soul Integration stage and a significant number at the Mahayana Realm and some even at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.

Such a force, if unleashed, would undoubtedly shock the entirety of the Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains.

Of course, besides shock, there would be deterrence and an absolute coercive force.

As long as one had sufficient peak combat power, these Death Energy Puppets would have the potential to flatten any power within the Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains.

"This is just insane," Tang Rao muttered, shaking his head as he entered into the core area for cultivating the Death Energy Puppets.

Not a single living person was present on this planet; all were Death Energy Puppets, with even their production handled by elementary laboring Puppets that lacked strength but possessed the capability of mechanical production.

Hundreds of laboring Puppets worked endlessly, every step completely standardized and programmed.

"It seems you're not all useless after all, as there have been some breakthroughs," Tang Rao murmured to himself; complete standardization must be Soul Capture Pavilion's advancement and extension in Puppet Technology.

While this development might not bring about a qualitative change to the Death Energy Puppets, it would unquestionably make their production speed thousands, if not millions, of times faster than the primitive methods.

After observing the production process, Tang Rao fully recorded it—Indeed, to draw from others' strengths to make up for one's shortcomings.

After wandering around for a while and finding it uninteresting, Tang Rao directly took out the Death Energy Puppet made from Jiu Zhikong.

At the instant Jiu Zhikong emerged, the surrounding Death Energy Puppets seemed to perceive something and, whoosh, all turned to look at Tang Rao and Jiu Zhikong.

"Sit down," Tang Rao commanded.

"Ha!" From the mouth of Jiu Zhikong came a hoarse voice as a tumultuous surge of Death Energy burst forth, ferocious beyond compare.

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