All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 803 - 132 Qingmu Puppetry

Under Mingguang Peak, inside a little house, Gu Yeqi dreamt of death.

In the dim night, she stood beside the birthing room of the medicine manor, hearing her own birth cry, her father’s joyful cheers, and her mother’s exhausted laughter.

Then the twilight glow lit up from the horizon. She saw herself running in the yard of the medicine manor, chasing dragonflies like a boy, while her mother, simmering herbs, watched her helplessly through the window. Her father was about to leave for work, ruffling her hair before he went.

The Great Sun hung high, only to be quickly obscured by wind and snow. The towering mountains around the medicine manor were instantly covered by ice and snow. Winds and clouds swirled around the ice peaks piercing the Heavenly Dome, and the twilight glow at the horizon turned into the evening twilight.

Day and night reversed in an instant. Wind and snow blinded her, the heavens roared, and a black procession struggled along a pale old path. She saw her mother fall and never rise again. She saw her father carrying her mother’s stiff corpse while holding her, struggling forward. The weight on his back made him kneel again and again, but the warmth in his arms made him stand up each time.

The man ground his teeth to pieces, yet not a tear fell.

But in the end, everything still returned to loneliness.

In the darkness, her mother left. Her father left too, leaving only herself, surrounded by a vast expanse of wild grass, with no sight of stars or moon, unable to discern direction.

This is death. An eternal farewell, an unreturnable past, helpless anger, and a shiver so intense that she occasionally wanted to give in to it.

If she chose that darkness, she could leave this colorless world and be with her parents.

But she couldn’t anymore.

Because her father had exchanged his death for her life, buying a narrow and difficult path for her with his life.

Compared to this path, even the most terrifying calamity is just a fleeting cloud before the eyes.

Only by living, not being changed by the world but changing the world through living, can one match this path of suffering and hardship.

She looked around. There were no more wind and snow or wild grass. Instead, there was a warm stove and blankets. Sunlight penetrated the clouds and the window, shining in front of the bed, resembling a guiding path of light, prompting her to get up subconsciously.

Gu Yeqi blinked and rubbed her eyes in confusion before realizing she was awake.

"Oh no... Overslept a bit."

A glance at the sunlight told her it was close to noon. Not only might she miss morning lessons and work, but she might even be late for lunch and An Jing’s speech...

"Gu Yeqi, oh Gu Yeqi, how could you drop the ball at the most critical moment? With Eldest Senior back, you should show your best side, yet you slept till noon like a lazy woman!"

Gu Yeqi cursed herself silently. She knew deep down that Eldest Senior’s return had made her too relaxed, releasing all her accumulated fatigue in one go, leading to her oversleeping. She also knew that An Jing wouldn’t mind, but she still felt embarrassed, her face turning red.

No time to tidy her hair and other things, she hurriedly fixed her clothes and rushed towards the manor’s center.

The manor’s structure was very similar to Hanging Fate Manor, with dormitories on both sides, a warehouse at the foot of the mountain, and a performance stage on the mountain. The plaza was in the middle.

Gu Yeqi did inform all the Children of Calamity to gather at noon, but not being there herself, she had no idea what the current situation was.

However, halfway there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The manor’s center was swarming with people. Clearly, everyone had arrived, and she hadn’t delayed Eldest Senior’s instructions.

But just then, a wave of astonished cries and words of admiration rose from the crowd: "Impressive, Eldest Senior!" "Such strength, so good!"

"What’s happening, with such noise and excitement?"

Hearing these words, Gu Yeqi also grew curious and quickened her pace.

Then, she saw rows of tall and sturdy puppetry, like towering divine statues of copper and iron, among the crowd. frёewebηovel.cѳm

With a low hum, one by one, six-foot-tall metal Qingmu Puppetry began to slowly activate. They resembled headless giants, with observation ports in their chests. Their arms were identical to those of humans, with flexible yet incredibly resilient fingers capable of handling various tasks, surviving even ferocious beasts and suitable for outdoor work.

"These are the Heavenly Mechanism Puppetry, Qingmu Model, developed by my master, Mingguang Dust."

An Jing’s voice resonated in the manor’s center with a relaxed tone, "The pure strength of these puppetry can rival Inner Strength Martial Artists. Though they can’t be used for combat, there’s no need to worry that ordinary little Demon Spirits will destroy them. Each possesses the working capacity of dozens of skilled laborers, able to construct a piece of defensive fortification from nothing within a day."

"This time, I brought fifteen Qingmu Puppetry, sufficient to rapidly construct a large fortification. Maintaining the basic formation of Mingguang Peak will be no problem. With these around, you can be freed from simple tasks and devote yourselves completely to cultivation!"

"Of course, this doesn’t mean you can slack off—while the puppetry have great working abilities, when facing Inner Strength Demon Spirits, they are no different from regular people encountering ferocious beasts, absolutely unable to resist. For now, the work around Mingguang Peak is manageable, but if we venture out to clear the surrounding forests, you’ll need to exterminate the ferocious beasts to ensure a safe working environment for the puppetry!"

"Understood?"

"Understood!"

The voices of the Children of Calamity were deafening, making An Jing very satisfied: "Good, very spirited! Next, I’ll pick a lucky person to operate the puppetry and show you its power!"

At this moment, An Jing noticed the hurriedly approaching Gu Yeqi and waved at her, "Perfect timing, Ye Qi. Since you’re a Martial Artist, come and try operating this puppetry."

"Alright!"

Upon hearing An Jing’s command, Gu Yeqi disregarded the embarrassment of being late and immediately stepped forward to try operating the puppetry following An Jing’s instructions to link her Inner Breath with the puppetry.

"Imagine, imagine a structure you want to build. Don’t worry about details; the puppetry will fill in some of the unreasonable parts."

Immediately, a blurry three-dimensional space emerged in her mind, within which she could vaguely construct a shape with her will.

She quickly chose a familiar shape, the medicine manor house she had just seen in her dream today.

The blurry little house, upon entering this three-dimensional space, was materialized into a dismantled foundation, walls, and beam structures. They combined into a shape resembling the little house in Gu Yeqi’s mind, but with more reasonable internal structures. The original medicine manor house in her hometown was a renovated and expanded warehouse, while the puppetry blueprint space generated a more reasonable structure based on the database.

Upon receiving Gu Yeqi’s command, the puppetry in front of An Jing immediately moved. Fifteen large puppetry units activated in unison, steaming, and skillfully moved towards the pre-prepared building materials.

The Children of Calamity’s tasks at Bright Mirror Sect involved mixing cement, so there were materials of all kinds—wooden boards, cement, bricks, and various stones—just ready for the puppetry to use.

An Inner Strength Martial Artist’s power is over a thousand catties, and puppetry’s strength is even greater. Not to mention, the magic on their bodies could directly process raw wood and shape stones, functioning as simple small construction platforms.

Two puppetry units secured the soil to prevent collapse. Four units excavated, unearthing nearly ten thousand catties of earth and rocks in just a few breaths without any landslides.

Then came the piling work, which required machinery. For the puppetry, it was simply a matter of stabilization and forcefully driving the piles down, done smoothly as if on fast-forward.

Following this were leveling the pile heads, laying waterproof layers, and erecting steel-reinforced cement (basic Tianyuan Realm processes). All seemed simple and effortless, leaving the onlookers amazed.

"So powerful..."

Xu Keji, who had deliberately challenged An Jing to avoid tasks before, murmured, "I knew some powerful Martial Artists could use Divine Skills to raise a palace instantly, but that is Divine Skill, whereas these puppetry... just use sheer strength and coordination to complete the most complex tasks in fifteen minutes..."

The foundation laid, the frame erected, constructing a house became the simplest task. Soon, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the puppetry used perfectly processed iron frames and wooden boards to create a house frame at an incredible speed. The only remaining task was to reinforce the outer walls.

From start to finish, in just over a quarter of an hour, a small house meeting Gu Yeqi’s requirements was built.

Though the door and windows were still vacant and some details needed to be filled in, the basic structure of a house was complete.

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