Rong Xing didn't answer whether he liked it or not, he just said, "Yes, I will take her back and take good care of her."

Fang Ruotang frowned, finding this statement rather strange!

"No, I didn't ask you to take it back and take care of it. What's the point of taking care of a puppet? I want the puppet to take care of you!" Fang Ruotang said somewhat anxiously.

A hint of helplessness appeared on Rong Xing's face as he asked Fang Ruotang.

"You think I'd let her work with that face? You're underestimating me..."

The last word, "love," was muffled in Rong Xing's mouth as he vaguely uttered it.

But because everyone present was a cultivator, everyone heard it clearly.

Fang Ruotang scratched his head and said something rather blankly.

"What does it matter? It's not like I'm the one doing the work, they are. I'm not tired."

"No! I can't accept it. Even if she's a soulless puppet, I still can't accept watching her work with your face on her back," Rong Xing said firmly.

Fang Ruotang frowned and muttered something meaningless to herself.

Ye Wuxia chuckled and said, "If you really want us to take this puppet back, we can only put it on the bed and worship it every day."

Put it on the bed?

Fang Ruotang suddenly thought of something.

Her face turned red.

She gave Ye Wuxia a reproachful glare.

You're so lecherous!

Ye Wuxia raised an eyebrow but did not refute.

He certainly wouldn't do anything to the puppet, but since it was made to be a one-to-one replica of Fang Ruotang, he was afraid he might make a mistake when he was out of his mind at night.

Fang Ruotang is not like them; she doesn't understand how unbearable the night is.

Sometimes, when he is not in his right mind, he thinks that Fang Ruotang is standing in front of their bed. Every time he rushes over, he only manages to grab nothing. And then there is a puppet in the room that looks exactly like Fang Ruotang.

Who knows which direction he lunged in at that moment?

"I don't want to!" Gu Yanjin was always a man of few words, and when he refused at this moment, he didn't bother to find an excuse or reason.

Once he opened his mouth, everyone else refused as well.

But none of them were as curt as Gu Yanjin; they expressed their gratitude to some extent and gave their reasons.

Fang Ruotang pouted. She was a little unhappy that no one liked the gift she had made with good intentions, but when she heard their explanations and reasons, she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After all, they liked her so much that they couldn't even bear to see a substitute suffer. It was hard for her not to get carried away. In the end, she didn't actually get angry. Instead, the seven of them worked together to change the puppet's appearance.

Fang Ruotang originally wanted to make it look like the six of them, since they would take care of her anyway, and she thought they wouldn't care. But to her surprise, they all exploded.

Even Gu Yanjin objected loudly, looking completely out of line.

Fang Ruotang blinked, feeling that a man's heart was like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Finally, the puppet was made, and its face was the same as the puppet on Mount Taixu. It looked particularly eerie, giving people the creeps, and it was obviously a fake person.

Fang Ruotang felt her eyes hurt even if she looked at it for too long. The girl, who always loved beauty, simply refused to admit that she was the one who made this ugly thing.

When Master Taixu reappeared, his domineering aura left Fang Ruotang stunned.

[How come his aura is so strong? Even though Ancestor Yan Yun's cultivation level is higher than his, I haven't seen such an aura from him.]

Firstly, Master Taixu cultivates the Way of the King and Hegemon; secondly, Ancestor Yanyun has not exerted any pressure on you.

Fang Ruotang listened to the little mirror's explanation and looked at Master Taixu with some curiosity.

At the same time, she couldn't help but speak to Gu Yanjin in her mind.

I think you're also suited to the path of a powerful ruler. After all, you're a prince, you can't afford to lose face.

Gu Yanjin was both amused and exasperated, but he didn't actually stop cultivating just because of Fang Ruotang's joking remark.

Master Taixu's tribulation went smoothly, and after reaching the Mahayana stage, his aura became even stronger. Even if all ten emperors of the Great Yong Dynasty were tied together, they would not be as powerful as him.

"This was agreed upon."

Master Taixu gave the magic weapon to Fang Ruotang.

Fang Ruotang happily accepted it and said, "Would you like to join my Tianyi Sect?"

"No, I'm used to being a free spirit, but if you need anything in the future, you can come to me and we can help each other." Master Taixu didn't give a definitive answer.

He clearly took Du Zhong's words to heart.

Although he has only just reached the Mahayana stage and is still hundreds or thousands of years away from ascension, who can say for sure what the future holds? It's always good to maintain good relationships.

“Alright! You can come to Tianyi Sect to find me if you need anything.” Fang Ruotang smiled. She was very happy to make friends with a powerful figure.

Busy placing the magical treasures into the secret realm, Fang Ruotang did not linger on the summit of Taixu Peak. Taixu Zhenren also did not have time to entertain them, as he was eager to go into seclusion.

After descending the peak, Fang Ruotang told the others to rest where they were, and she entered the secret realm alone. Under her senses, she quickly chose a flat area and released the Purple Cloud Palace.

The small Zixiao Cloud Palace, after being activated by spiritual power, transformed into a vast palace, at least dozens of times larger than the original Sword Pavilion.

Although Jiange is not large, it has more than a dozen peaks.

This shows just how large the Purple Cloud Palace is.

Most importantly, after it was released, it didn't stick to the ground, but stood in mid-air, overlapping with the surrounding clouds, just like a palace where immortals lived.

Magnificent and grand.

Fang Ruotang, a person who considered herself worldly-wise, was completely stunned.

Stretching for thousands of miles, the entire area is within the Purple Cloud Palace, with six major peaks, twelve palaces, and thirty-six branch veins below. She didn't know if the Purple Cloud Palace could only be this large, or if the secret realm had some limitations.

But the Zixiao Cloud Palace, shrouded in clouds and mist, is like a fairyland, grand and large enough to accommodate everyone in the Tianyi Sect.

Even if we annex several more sects in the future, there will be no shortage of positions.

She had the illusion that the Purple Cloud Palace could be expanded further.

Fang Ruotang couldn't wait to return to Tianyi Sect through another exit. Along the way, she saw a group of disciples practicing sword flying in the training ground. In the past, she would definitely have joined in the fun.

But after only glancing at it, she still went to find Jiang Wangzhou and told him the good news.

Jiang Wangzhou looked at the sect leader, who was obviously excited and clamoring to take him to see the world, with a bit of helplessness. He had to remind her, "I can't enter the Golden Core Secret Realm."

"Well……"

Fang Ruotang was suddenly paralyzed as if she had been acupunctured.

She's been so busy these days that she's forgotten about refining the secret realm.

Or rather, she doesn't know how yet.

But it doesn't matter, there's a small mirror, so she can learn.

Fang Ruotang didn't mention her mistake, and said with a smile that showed no sign of guilt, "I know! But it doesn't matter. With me here, I can let you temporarily enter the secret realm for a look. As for the realm restriction, it doesn't matter. I can solve it soon."