Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1452 - 914: A Man with Unique Interests

The man’s gaze was disdainful: "The only thing on your entire body that’s worth exchanging for my White Jade Red Sun Pill is your child.

Right now, do you still think you have any qualifications to negotiate terms with me?"

Chi Wenyan’s expression was uncertain, struggling inwardly for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Haven’t you always been curious about the method my Yundu Villa uses to acquire the mechanical puppets from Shifang City?"

The man suddenly halted his steps as he was walking out and did not have much of a tug-of-war with Chi Wenyan.

He decisively took out two porcelain bottles from his sleeve, and without saying a word, directly threw them to Chi Wenyan.

Chi Wenyan didn’t expect him to be so straightforward, and hurriedly caught the porcelain bottles, showing surprise: "This is... a two-year supply?!"

The man said calmly and firmly: "Information about Shifang City is worth this price."

Chi Wenyan cherished the porcelain bottles greatly and said: "Even the lowest grade mechanical puppets in Shifang City are impossible to buy.

But three years ago, my father discovered a special channel to obtain these mechanical puppets.

In the Four Seas, the mysterious events between nations are endless, with wars continuing, resentment accumulating.

The wandering spirits of the You Dynasty transform into resentful ghosts that cause suffering for poor commoners not under the protection of the Immortal Sect.

Manager Cheng of Shifang City manufactures a batch of mechanical puppets every year, giving them away for free to commoners without cultivation, to let them command them."

"Manager Cheng?" The man squinted his eyes as if he knew the person: "He holds a high position all year round, yet he has leisure to care for commoners’ affairs?"

Seeing that he seemed incredulous, Chi Wenyan quickly said: "This is absolutely true! The Immortal Sect claims to be the righteous path of the mortal world, safeguarding all living beings.

Even if they overtly covet this batch of mechanical puppets, they certainly wouldn’t attack commoners without a proper reason. Otherwise, committing murder would surely warrant a punishment from the Three Sects of the Heavenly Dao!"

The man seemed to understand something, side-glancing at him: "So, someone invited your Yundu Villa?"

Chi Wenyan nodded and said: "That’s right, ten years ago, someone from the Wandao Immortal Alliance approached my father. My father had three thousand attendants, and he hired mountain bandits at a high price to massacre the villagers in those villages.

Then, the attendants disguised themselves as the tribe’s commoners. They were all mortals without cultivation, and even if a Festival Envoy from Shifang City visited every year, it would be difficult to see through their disguise.

Thus, every year, the mechanical puppets donated for free by Shifang City would end up in my Yundu Villa.

No matter how rich and powerful the Wandao Immortal Alliance is, under the laws of the Three Sects, they wouldn’t dare to secretly stash Shifang City’s mechas, so they settled them here.

Every year, at an uncertain time, specific Artifact Refiners from the Wandao Immortal Alliance would come to my villa to study these mechas."

"No wonder so many imitation mechas not belonging to Shifang City have flowed into different forces over the years; it turns out it was all the handiwork of the Wandao Immortal Alliance."

The man laughed coldly, seemingly disdainful: "Your father was quite a character, just a mere mortal, yet he dared to go up against a behemoth like Shifang City, violating the laws of the cultivation world. He truly must be tired of living!"

Chi Wenyan quickly knelt down: "For families like ours, being crushed by the people of the Wandao Immortal Alliance is as simple as crushing an ant.

Faced with great disaster, knowing it can’t be done, we still had to do it!

Life like ants, just on a whim of others, my father and I only wished to survive day by day."

The man sneered: "In these ten years, it seems your Yundu Villa has hidden quite a few of Shifang City’s mechas."

Chi Wenyan dared not hide anything, solemnly said: "In these ten years, there have been a total of sixty-three mechanical puppets. If you are interested, sir, I am willing to surrender them all!"

The man pondered for a moment, and said: "I have heard that Shifang City’s Mechanical Technique is renowned worldwide, unmatched, and is considered a miracle of the Immortal World alongside the Spirit Root Creation Technique of the Crown Prince of Guyin of the Upper Pure Realm.

The mechanical puppets born from the hands of the city’s masters, some even indistinguishable from ordinary people, so lifelike, is it true?"

"Of course it’s true!" Chi Wenyan’s spirit lifted, and as he moved his arm, a series of strange wind chime sounds echoed, as if issuing some kind of command.

Soon, a servant guarding the unconscious woman in white tilted his head up, the light in his eyes faded, and he stepped forward to kneel in front of Chi Wenyan.

Chi Wenyan eagerly introduced: "Please take a look, sir, this is a mechanical puppet from Shifang City. Just from the appearance, does it differ at all from ordinary people?"

The man seemed quite satisfied, nodding, and said: "Have him take off his shirt."

Chi Wenyan didn’t understand his intention, but still ordered the servant puppet to take off his shirt.

The man examined the servant’s body, even extending his finger to touch the muscles on his chest and abdomen, unable to resist praising:

"Shifang City’s Mechanical Technique truly lives up to its reputation, the feeling is indeed realistic, no different from ordinary people."

Seeing the unusual brightness in the man’s eyes, Chi Wenyan couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine.

Why does he gaze at a male puppet with such... a hungry look?

Chi Wenyan unconsciously tightened his clothes, glancing at the handsome face and delicate features of the servant, a wave of disgust passing through him.

Could this guy have some perverse hobby?

Then, the man retracted his gaze, pondered for a moment, looked downward, and seriously asked:

"Shifang City’s Mechanical Technique, striving for realism, there is a rumor that the top-grade mechas of Shifang City are immortal for a millennium, apart from not being able to think, only obeying their master’s commands, they are no different from ordinary people.