"You can even modify the seals left by Guhuang Great Emperor!"
Hun Lao was also utterly astonished.
This meant Ye Yunfei had already gained a deep understanding of the seals left by Guhuang Great Emperor!
"Kid, stop! I agree!" The man finally believed.
"Your Soul Race has a secret art known as Puppet Soul Threads. I'm very interested in it, teach it to me," Ye Yunfei said with a laugh.
"Kid! How do you know of the Puppet Soul Threads secret art!" The man was shocked.
"I know, of course. I understand your Soul Race well, so don't think about deceiving me. It won't end well for you. Now, hand over the Puppet Soul Threads secret art." Ye Yunfei replied.
"Kid, since you claim to know our Soul Race well, don't say I didn't warn you. The inherited techniques of our Soul Race are strictly forbidden to beings of other races. Those who practice them will face unending pursuit by our kind until death. Are you sure you truly want to learn it?" The man stared at Ye Yunfei.
"Enough talk. I know my own mind," Ye Yunfei said coolly.
"Very well. I will transmit the Puppet Soul Threads secret art to you now. The consequences are your own to bear!" The man sneered.
He then pointed a finger, sending a bundle of Soul Power information to a point before Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei probed the bundle with his Soul Power, and after confirming there was no danger, directly absorbed it into his soul sea.
"It truly is the Soul Race's Puppet Soul Threads secret art!" After briefly scanning the information, Ye Yunfei felt a surge of excitement.
He had long heard of this inherited secret art of the Soul Race, and never expected to obtain it now!
"Good. I will now impart a method to you to relieve you from the agony caused by the activation of the seal within your body." Ye Yunfei pointed a finger, sending a strand of Soul Power information to the man, then turned and left.
"This human kid is incredibly mysterious, his origins must be extraordinary. Could he be that bastard Guhuang Great Emperor's disciple?" The man watched Ye Yunfei's retreating back with suspicion.
Soon, Ye Yunfei and Hun Lao entered another palace.
Ah...
Within this palace, a being was also shrieking in agony.
It was a Great Demon!
After a round of blackmail from Ye Yunfei, he obtained a batch of cultivation resources containing demonic power from this Great Demon, such as Demon Cores, demonic herbs, and pills.
However, these things were of no use to Ye Yunfei.
He gave them all to Hu Miao and the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm.
Then, Ye Yunfei entered the Phantom Tower, sat down cross-legged, and began researching the Puppet Soul Threads secret art.
"Truly worthy of an inherited secret art of the Soul Race! This technique can actually forcibly turn others into slaves!" After some study, Ye Yunfei couldn't help but marvel.
The Puppet Soul Threads secret art, once unleashed, could condense special Soul Threads. By coiling these threads around a target's Soul Body, one could directly seize control of their soul, enslaving them!
"This is the most domineering Soul Power secret art I have ever seen! No wonder the Soul Race, though few in number, can inspire such dread among the countless factions and races across the Three Thousand Worlds that none dare provoke them! This Puppet Soul Threads secret art alone is enough to awe the world!" Ye Yunfei inwardly exclaimed.
"Alright, time to start cultivating!"
Ye Yunfei took out large quantities of Soul Law Crystals and began attempting to cultivate this Puppet Soul Threads secret art.
Time flew by.
Unconsciously, half a year passed within the Phantom Tower.
Then, one day, half a year later...
"It is so difficult for a human to cultivate this inherited secret art of the Soul Race. Fortunately, I've finally grasped some understanding of it. In half a year, I've managed to condense ten Puppet Soul Threads!" Ye Yunfei suddenly opened his eyes and spoke to himself.
Ssss...
As his words fell, ten black Soul Threads shot out from his soul sea, hovering around his head and exuding a bizarre aura.
These ten black Soul Threads were roughly the thickness of an adult's finger and contained terrifyingly potent Soul Laws. Once wrapped around another being's Soul Body, they could enslave them!
Truthfully, Ye Yunfei had already mastered a method to control others' Soul Bodies: planting a Soul Power restraint within them. If the target dared resist, he could detonate the restraint, scattering their soul to the winds.
But the principle of the Puppet Soul Threads secret art was different.
These threads had a magical effect, allowing one to control the target's Soul Body like manipulating a puppet's strings. It made the target feel a profound sense of submission from the depths of their soul, willingly becoming a slave without any thought of rebellion!
"I wonder what caliber of beings these five Puppet Soul Threads I've condensed can control. I'll need to find someone to test them on," Ye Yunfei chuckled.
Finishing his cultivation session, Ye Yunfei emerged from the Phantom Tower.
Next, Ye Yunfei strolled through the Ziwei Sect headquarters with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Senior Brother!"
Wherever he went, all the disciples he encountered greeted him with deep respect.
When Ye Yunfei first entered Ziwei Sect, most disciples had been unwilling to acknowledge him as their Senior Brother. But now, all were completely convinced and deferential to him. In fact, most of the disciples idolized Ye Yunfei, their gazes brimming with admiration whenever they looked at him!
"Not bad."
After walking a circuit through the headquarters, Ye Yunfei found the Ziwei Sect was developing very well. The entire headquarters was thriving with vitality, every member full of drive and purpose.
He then made his way to the mountain range area behind the headquarters.
This had once been a vast, uninhabited wilderness, but now it was completely transformed. Numerous structures, pavilions, and towers had been erected, and many Ziwei Sect disciples were active there.
Sect Leader Liu had already ordered this vast mountainous region to be incorporated within the Ziwei Sect headquarters' official domain.
"Su Fei, you've come!" An untidy old man appeared before Ye Yunfei.
It was Ning Zhongqi.
"Su Fei, as you suggested, I have reopened the Puppet Hall. I also selected a group of talented disciples from within the sect to join the hall and teach them the Art of Refinement. I believe it won't be long before our Puppet Hall can supply the Ziwei Sect with various weapons and magical treasures," Ning Zhongqi reported to Ye Yunfei.
"Thank you for your contribution to the Ziwei Sect, Elder Ning," Ye Yunfei smiled.
"I can see that Elder Ning's refinement skills have improved recently. Congratulations," Ye Yunfei added with a smile.
"You can even tell that! Indeed, my skills have improved somewhat lately, all thanks to that Artificer's Secret Record you gifted me. It's just a shame the injuries within my body haven't fully healed, otherwise my progress would be even faster!" Ning Zhongqi said.
"Don't worry, Elder Ning. My purpose in coming here is precisely to cure you. Rest assured, I promise your injuries will heal very soon," Ye Yunfei said.
"Truly? That's wonderful! Thank you, Su Fei!" Ning Zhongqi was overjoyed.
"Let's go to your Puppet Hall."
Ye Yunfei stepped towards a grand palace not far away.
This palace was the main hall of the Puppet Hall!
Ye Yunfei entered the palace, gave Elder Ning a brief examination, then found a quiet chamber. He entered the Phantom Tower inside it, concocted several bottles of pills, and gave them to Ning Zhongqi.
They were all Nascent Soul-level elixirs!
"Elder Ning, after you consume and refine these pills, your internal injuries will be completely healed," Ye Yunfei stated.
"Su Fei, thank you!" Ning Zhongqi believed Ye Yunfei's words without question.
The many miracles Ye Yunfei had performed over this period had won his complete trust!
Once he received the pills, Elder Ning immediately went into seclusion to consume and refine them.
"Once Elder Ning's injuries are healed, our Ziwei Sect will have gained another powerful expert," Ye Yunfei nodded.
Just then...
"Su Fei." Sect Leader Liu arrived from a distance, landing before Ye Yunfei.
"This was sent for you by Ji Yue," Sect Leader Liu handed a sound transmission jade slip to Ye Yunfei.
"Ji Yue?" Ye Yunfei was momentarily taken aback.
Ji Yue hadn't been at the Ziwei Sect headquarters lately, and he didn't know where she had gone. Now she was suddenly sending him a message.
"Su Fei, the five-year Minor Assembly of Donghuang is in fifteen days. I managed to secure a spot for you. I hope you can come then and properly experience the splendor of Donghuang's younger generation."
Ye Yunfei directly activated the sound transmission jade slip, and Ji Yue's voice flowed out.