Lu Li smiled and nodded.
"You all may disperse, this island has been overthrown by the Flowers Sect."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for lending a hand."
Two middle-aged Foundation Establishment Cultivators wore grateful expressions,
Bowing repeatedly with clasped hands.
"We are Artifact Refiners by trade, captured by those Demon Cultivators to craft large Puppets; several of our comrades have already been killed for refusing to cooperate..."
Lu Li's gaze flickered, "Do the two fellow Daoists have any knowledge of other strongholds? What is the purpose behind these Demon Cultivators' extensive production of Puppets?"
"Since a few years ago, we have been captured and brought here; we have not been to other strongholds, and each time after completing the crafting, those Artifacts would be taken away by a Purple Mansion True Person..."
Lu Li nodded, his expression growing somewhat solemn—It seemed the Demon Cultivators harbored no small ambitions.
