Aksai stood in the dimly lit chamber, his gaze fixed on the four Sentient Scarecrow Puppets he had painstakingly created.
These were the latest editions in his long line of puppet variants.
These puppets were marvels of his intricate work, blending various fields of cultivation arts, alchemy, and botany. Each puppet stood silently, their eyes glowing faintly with a mix of plant and spirit energies, awaiting Aksai's commands.
The first puppet, integrated with the Corpse Flower bloodline, stood ominously in the shadows. Its appearance was grotesque, with dark, petal-like appendages sprouting from its body. These appendages exuded a faint, sickly sweet aroma, a remnant of the Corpse Flower's natural properties.
