Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 1476: Chapter 603: You Want to Battle Ning Zhuo Again

Flowing Gold Guest awoke from a nightmare.

He instinctively reached out, touching his neck, and his expression gradually calmed down, after a long moment he exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Though he could reconnect his head after beheading, the sensation and experience of having his head severed left a profound psychological trauma on Flowing Gold Guest.

In his Divine Sea, the figure of Ning Zhuo involuntarily emerged again.

Though he was defeated by Ning Zhuo, he held little desire for revenge.

Hatred, naturally he did hate.

Ning Zhuo beheaded him in front of others and forced him to leave disgracefully with the "Headless Promise." It was humiliation! Humiliation from a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator to a Golden Core Cultivator.

But beyond hatred, there was fear.

The Golden Liquid Returning Pill Body is not truly immortal. Though that strike didn’t claim his life, it severed a layer of his luck.

Before exposing this trump card, Flowing Gold Guest always had a psychological advantage in battles — the regrowing of severed limbs was a secret.

But now, this secret has been exposed.

Flowing Gold Guest felt as if a layer of clothing had been stripped, leaving him naked.

This made him extremely uncomfortable, and anxiety and tension continuously grew within him.

Now, he only wanted to stay behind closed doors, to restore his Golden Blood, and lie low.

As a Loose Cultivator who survived until the Golden Core stage, he relied not on mere courage but knew when to advance, retreat, and when to hide.

Flowing Gold Guest disguised his appearance, going invisible, and entered the Black Market.

He paused in front of a vendor’s stall.

"How much is this mineral?" A strange look flashed in his eyes as he deliberately lowered his voice to ask.

His Golden Blood formed a resonance, allowing him to recognize that while the mineral appeared ordinary, it actually contained the precious Gold Element Treasure Material known as "Sinking Vein Red Gold Tumor."

Sure enough, the vendor did not realize this and quoted a low price.

Still doubtful, Flowing Gold Guest squatted down and picked up the mineral to inspect. Upon contact, the resonance of the Golden Blood with the Treasure Material intensified.

Flowing Gold Guest’s heart couldn’t help but be stirred.

His Golden Blood was vastly depleted, holding this mineral was like a hungry person seeing food, craving immediate absorption.

Flowing Gold Guest quickly paid the Spirit Stone.

Having secured this bargain, he immediately returned to Flowing Cloud Peak.

Once back in his Cave Mansion, Flowing Gold Guest sealed the Prohibition, sat cross-legged, and activated the Golden Liquid Returning Pill Body.

Golden Blood seeped from his palm, gradually permeating the Red Gold Tumor.

The Sinking Vein Red Gold Tumor rested docilely in his palm like a dead piece of gold. Gray shells peeled away, and dark red golden light seeped through cracks, as thick strands of Gold Qi were drawn by Golden Blood, penetrating his body through his palm.

A smile of relief emerged on Flowing Gold Guest’s face.

But in the next moment, an abrupt change occurred!

Deep within the Red Gold Tumor, several yellow earthy lines suddenly lit up, awakening like venomous snakes from the core, reversing the path along the Golden Blood.

Flowing Gold Guest’s chest suddenly swelled.

The originally smooth Golden Liquid abruptly reversed flow, like a river suspended in mid-air, with immense gold tides rushing backward into his heart.

"Ugh!"

What he spat out was not fresh blood but a stream of scalding golden pulp. The golden pulp hit the ground, the stone bricks immediately sizzled, forming web-like cracks from the heat.

The Cave Mansion’s Prohibition was triggered, forming successive explosions.

Golden Blood seeped from Flowing Gold Guest’s pores, flowing along the ground cracks, leaving golden patterns over stone textures, and the Spiritual Energy became impure, painting the entire Cave Mansion in a layer of sickly gold varnish.

Suddenly, the Cave Mansion’s door was broken open.

Several cultivators stepped in, intruding forcefully.

Flowing Gold Guest was shocked and dismayed, clutching his chest with one hand, supporting himself on the ground with the other, attempting to stand but finding his knees heavy as if filled with cold iron.

He could only glare angrily at the intruders, lifting his head to shout, "Who are you?!"

The leading cultivator glanced at the earth vein crack, then at the gold stains all around, his expression stern like iron.

"Flowing Gold Guest!" His voice struck like a stone hammer against the table, "You have audaciously cultivated evil techniques inside the Cave Mansion, allowing your Golden Blood to go out of control, nearly polluting the mountain path’s spirit vein!"

Flowing Gold Guest’s pupils contracted urgently: "The Gold Element Treasure Material I bought has issues! It’s not my fault!"

"No, you are plotted against by them!!"

He was not foolish, quickly realizing.

The intruder sneered: "Still arguing! The evidence is crystal clear. Wait for the trial to state your case to the others."

By this time, Flowing Gold Guest had recognized the identity of the cultivators: "Territorial Expansion Alliance! When did I ever antagonize you? Why do you frame me like this?"

The Territorial Expansion Alliance is renowned for their geomancy with earth veins and expanding mountains, skilled at manipulating spirit vein matters. Now they are firmly accusing Flowing Gold Guest of polluting the mountain path’s spirit vein, a matter that becomes extremely troublesome.

Several hours later, Flowing Gold Guest stood outside his sealed Cave Mansion, his face ashen.

Breathing was difficult, and his chest still ached from the reverse flow of Golden Liquid.

The mist over Flowing Cloud Peak clung to the mountainside, damp and somber, like an unannounced verdict hanging over his head.

"Why is the Territorial Expansion Alliance framing me?" He was baffled.

Unable to comprehend, he could only push it aside, Flowing Gold Guest grew extremely vigilant, dragging his injuries this time to the Commerce Hall to purchase Gold Element Treasure Materials.

Golden Blood depleted, reverse flow unresolved. If delayed further, the Golden Liquid Returning Pill Body might plunge into a state of "Gold Numb." Then, with sluggish limbs and slowed movement, not only would battling Ning Zhuo be impossible, even self-preservation would be challenging.

The shopkeeper with whom he previously had a good rapport suddenly turned cold-faced.

"Fellow Daoist Liu Jin, first settle the old account."

Flowing Gold Guest frowned: "What old account?"

The shopkeeper took out the ledger, flipping it page by page.

Three jin of Geng Metal Sand, two blocks of White Iron, half liang of Cold Blade Fine Gold.

Previously owed, the due date had arrived.

Flowing Gold Guest’s face darkened: "Impossible! There are still several months left."

The shopkeeper calmly and steadily pushed the ledger in front of him.