Chapter 183: War Puppet

He understood the old man's words, but what struck Wang Ping as strange was that just these few people could allow him to participate in the selection in this Land of Inheritance?

Mu Ying instantly saw Wang Ping's doubt, smiling as he explained: "This Land of Inheritance was originally prepared as an opportunity for the Six Great Demon-Sealing Lands of the Lower Realm; back then, those who set up the inheritance happened to be the seniors of our Five Families, so with our Five Families' bloodlines gathered together, we can temporarily open the various inheritances inside to select treasures—this is the special permission granted by the upper echelons of humanity for our actions this time!"

Wang Ping asked, "Then why didn't you just take treasures from inside to fight the enemy earlier?"

"We've already used it once; that golden-armored divine figure is the means our humanity left in the Land of Inheritance, and the grand formation here operates on its own, so the interval between two activations cannot be less than three days! Otherwise, too frequent activation would easily cause the Land of Inheritance's grand formation to collapse. Once the formation collapses, our humanity will lose the inheritance of the Land of Reincarnation."

Mu Ying explained, but he left something unsaid—if they really tried to open it twice within three days, they wouldn't be able to.

Wang Ping nodded, agreeing to their request: "See you in three days!"

Mu Ying nodded and said, "See you in three days!"

With the time set, a green light flashed on Wang Ping's body, and in just a few blinks he appeared ten li away, already vanished from everyone's sight!

"Brother Ying! This Mu Sheng is so mysterious—what kind of treasure is his black iron stele, actually able to seal cultivators' spiritual power, reducing them to near-mortals? Is he even human?"

Mu Ying shook his head and said, "Don't overthink it—our victory this time rests entirely on Fellow Daoist Mu's strong assistance, so I gave him a chance to pick a treasure. Whether he's human or not will be tested by the grand formation when the inheritance opens."

Finally, Mu Ying continued to give orders: "Clean up the battlefield—leave those spiritual armors and magic treasures to the people of the Lower Realm; we only need to enter the Land of Inheritance to select treasures."

Zhang Shan asked in surprise, "Brother Ying, aren't we letting those Lower Realm cultivators in?"

Mu Ying gave him a sideways glance and said nothing more.

Time flew by—three days had passed in the Land of Reincarnation, and the cultivators who had come from the Spiritual Realm stood together, silently waiting for something.

Soon, a cyan streak of light flew from the horizon and halted at the outskirts of the Land of Inheritance!

This person was Wang Ping!

Upon seeing Mu Sheng arrive, Mu Ying exchanged a few pleasantries with a smile, then he and the other four slit their wrists, forcing out a spray of fresh blood; each then tossed out a white jade pendant, the five pendants fusing together to draw the blood of the Five Great Families' descendants, ultimately forming a red light gate!

Before the red light gate, a light curtain flowed continuously!

"Fellow Daoist Mu, shall we go in?" Mu Ying asked with a smile!

Wang Ping's eyes flickered slightly as he recalled the old man's words—the formation had a means to discern foreign races—and after sensing Mu Ying and the others' reactions, he gave a slight smile and immediately stepped into the light curtain.

Mu Ying and the others' eyes narrowed slightly, tightly watching Wang Ping; upon seeing them enter the light curtain without incident, and the light curtain showing no reaction, everyone let down their anxious hearts.

Wang Ping turned his head, giving a half-smile as he looked at Mu Ying and the others, saying, "How about it? Am I human, Fellow Daoist Mu?"

Mu Ying showed no embarrassment, stepping over the light curtain with a solemn expression and saying:

"Fellow Daoist, don't take offense—this is an important inheritance site, so we must be cautious!"

Wang Ping laughed and said, "Quite right!"

"Then let's go in!" Mu Ying said.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Crossing the light gate, Wang Ping directly arrived at a spacious cavern, about ten li square; above floated glowing jade stones of various sizes, lighting the cavern like daylight. Inside stood a hundred identical racks, each with three tiers, laden with various treasures covered by yellow light shields.

Wang Ping looked around and found no doors; the sole exit vanished once everyone had entered.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, please! You have the privilege of first pick—once you confirm your chosen treasure, you will be transported out of this space. No one may select more than one item!"

Hehe! Let me choose first—I suspect these folks have other things to do! But it doesn't matter; he just needs to pick a treasure.

Having figured this out, Wang Ping stepped toward the racks.

Upon taking a closer look, Wang Ping couldn't help but sigh—no wonder it was set up by a mighty being of the Spiritual Realm; the wood used for these racks is at least third-grade spiritual timber!

If placed in the Lower Realm, this would absolutely be a treasure, but here it's merely a rack—hence the items placed upon it must be extraordinarily precious.

In good spirits, Wang Ping turned to the first treasure—a small cauldron—but aside from that, he sensed nothing; the yellow light shield seemed to conceal all anomalous signs of the object, so no matter how closely Wang Ping examined it, he detected nothing supernatural.

Even using divine sense yielded the same result; just then Mu Ying approached and said, "This is a restriction casually set up by our ancestors with spiritual power back then—needless to say for us, even a Nascent Soul cultivator coming here would notice nothing unusual, so choosing this item relies purely on luck. But rest assured, Fellow Daoist, although the treasures here vary in power, even the lowest-ranked is worth more than those storage bracelets and spiritual armor magic treasures outside."

Wang Ping rolled his eyes, knowing it wouldn't be that easy!

However!

A smile curled his lips—someone had given him inside information! He recalled the old man once saying that he had seen a cultivator place a puppet into the Land of Inheritance.

If he hadn't mistaken it, that should be a War Puppet—an extraordinarily precious item; once Wang Ping reaches the Golden Core stage, he can fuse it with his body, instantly raising his cultivation by one level.

Such puppets were immensely popular millions of years ago, but nowadays it's estimated no one can refine them anymore, as many materials are lacking! Probably no one recognizes it now; that person likely just tossed it in to make up the numbers when filling the inheritance site.

The old man told Wang Ping that if he saw such a puppet, he should not hesitate—obtaining it would be like gaining a personal bodyguard who is one cultivation level higher than himself.

The old man described to Wang Ping the many benefits of the War Puppet, repeatedly stressing that upon seeing a puppet, he must seize it!

Since nothing could be discerned from outward appearance, Wang Ping stopped wasting time and began browsing hastily.

He swept past each treasure, skipping anything non‑humanoid; at this speed he quickly finished scanning one rack, yet still hadn't found a puppet‑shaped treasure.

Wang Ping's odd behavior drew the attention of Mu Ying and the others, but they couldn't fathom the reason, so they could only wait silently.

As he continued browsing, Wang Ping spotted a black‑colored puppet on the lowest shelf of the final rack!

Had the old man not reminded him, he would surely have overlooked it—it looks far too ordinary! It's easy to miss.

"I choose this one!" Wang Ping declared.

Mu Ying walked over with a look of surprise, gazing at the puppet inside the light shield, somewhat puzzled—even as an outstanding junior of the Mu Clan, he couldn't tell what kind of treasure this was.