If both Mo Feng and his sister were dead, there would be no witnesses. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Mo Hong’s plan to set things right would also come to nothing.

The previous night, the Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the old patriarch’s faction had set out, intending to join forces and kill Mo Feng and his sister.

Mo Hong learned of this.

He immediately led the numerous Foundation Establishment Cultivators of his own faction in pursuit.

The two groups, one in front of the other, advanced with intimidating momentum, but Mo Feng and his sister detected them ahead of time.

The siblings assumed everyone was there to kill them, so to save themselves, they lured them all into this underground Puppet Mechanism City.

"Daoist Li, this Puppet Mechanism City is a ruin that my sister and I discovered."

Mo Feng’s voice rang out.

He knew the man as Li Fan but was not acquainted with Li Chang’an.

"These ruins weren’t made for Cultivators. Any Cultivator who enters will be trapped, unable to escape until they eventually die. Only Puppets or other mechanical creations can get in."

At this, Mo Feng’s voice filled with helplessness.

If they hadn’t been forced, they never would have fled inside.

After all, he and his sister were trapped too.

The other two parties, regardless of whether they had come to kill or to save them, were likewise trapped somewhere in the Mechanical City.

The city was fraught with danger, with deadly traps at every turn.

None of them dared to make another rash move.

"Daoist Li, we’ve all tested it already."

"Puppets are indeed attacked far less inside these ruins."

"It’s just that many of the traps require a large number of High Tier Puppets working in coordination to be disabled."

The others all chimed in.

Regardless of which faction they belonged to, they all began telling Li Chang’an what they had experienced.

Mo Hong said gravely, "If I’m not mistaken, those mechanical traps are all trials. Pass enough of them, and we should be able to gain the approval of these ruins and obtain the inheritance of that Ancient Cultivator."

The others suspected the same.

However, they didn’t have enough High Tier Puppets with them.

For that very reason, they had all used various methods to call for outside help.

Once other Mo Family disciples arrived, everything would become much easier. After all, the Mo Family Treasure Vault held plenty of High Tier Puppets.

After hearing their accounts, Li Chang’an was somewhat puzzled.

"Daoist Mo, what Tier of Puppets do you need, exactly?"

Since everyone present was surnamed Mo, his question immediately drew more than a dozen replies.

"Tier Two Top Grade!"

"We need a large number of Tier Two Top Grade Puppets."

"There are plenty of Puppet Materials within these ruins, but our Skills are insufficient to craft them."

Upon hearing this, Li Chang’an was even more baffled.

"My fellow Daoists of the Mo Family, you mean to say not a single one of you has mastered the Tier Two Top Grade Puppetry Skill?"

His slightly astonished voice rang out, echoing through the vast Mechanical City.

At his words, the members of both factions looked somewhat ashamed.

They immediately explained that among the Mo Family disciples present, the most proficient in the Puppetry Technique had only reached the Tier Two Middle Grade.

Not a single Tier Two High Grade Puppet Master!

Upon hearing that, Li Chang’an had an inkling as to why Mo Qingxue was in such a rush to break through to the Core Formation stage.

"Daoist Mo Hong, as Patriarch of the Mo Family, has your Puppetry Technique also not reached the Tier Two Top Grade?"

"Alas, I am truly ashamed."

Mo Hong’s voice was aged, and he let out another sigh.

He explained that his progress in the art of puppetry had been slow because he was always preoccupied with trivial family matters, distracted by all sorts of affairs.

He barely had enough time for his own cultivation, so how could he possibly have time to practice his Puppetry Skills?

As for the others, they were all so busy with infighting and political maneuvering that they had no desire to practice their Puppetry Skills.

The Mo Family’s mastery of puppetry was being held up entirely by a few elders.

But in recent years, those elders had either passed away after reaching the end of their lifespans,

or been assassinated by enemy Cultivators during the Sect wars.

Now, in the entire, great Mo Family, they couldn’t even find a few Tier Two High Grade Puppet Masters.

As for Tier Three Puppet Masters...

Mo Hong didn’t elaborate, as that was a family secret.

But Li Chang’an suspected that the Mo Family probably didn’t have any Tier Three Puppet Masters left.

With their two Tier Three Puppets damaged, there was no one who could repair them.

Before long, the Mo Family would lose its Tier Three Power.

This was precisely why the Mo Family desperately needed a Tier Three Puppet Master or a Golden Core Cultivator.

’In the end, Mo Qingxue is just being weighed down by her family.’

Li Chang’an mused.

The situation only strengthened his resolve: he absolutely could not let family matters drag him down.

Having understood the details of the situation, he took out one Puppet after another and began to tackle the Mechanical City.

"Go!"

With a flicker of Li Chang’an’s will, the Puppets immediately set out, stepping into the dark, trap-filled passageway.

They had barely taken a few steps before a trap was triggered.

BOOM!

Two Puppets were instantly blown to smithereens.

But by coordinating with one another, the remaining Puppets quickly passed through the trap.

Hearing the commotion, the many members of the Mo Family understood what was happening.

"Daoist Li, you mustn’t try to brute-force your way through the Mechanical City!"

"Rest assured, everyone. I’m just testing things out."

Li Chang’an was very confident. After all, his Divination had indicated he would succeed.

He sat down cross-legged, brought out more Puppets, and patiently continued to experiment.

After sacrificing dozens of Tier One Puppets, he finally made it through the entire passageway and entered an inner area where the traps were even more dense.

The members of the Mo Family had been right.

The deeper he went, the higher the Tier of the required Puppets became.

In some areas, Tier One Puppets couldn’t get through at all; they were destroyed the moment they set foot inside. Only Tier Two Puppets could barely manage to pass.

Gradually, even Tier Two Low Grade Puppets became useless.

Only Tier Two Middle Grade and Top Grade Puppets could enter the subsequent zones.

As the Puppets under Li Chang’an’s control advanced deeper, the entire Mechanical City began to whir and shift, transforming and releasing an increasingly dangerous aura.