Among our Immortal Palace, how many Divine Realm experts are there? Master is an established Divine Realm expert, naturally he ranks among the best.
"Even better."
Upon hearing that Uncle-Master He himself would personally act as the quality inspector, Qi Tian became even happier. This was an unexpected bonus; he had thought they would send a newly breakthrough disciple to try it out.
This puppet was the final form he had created after countless improvements with Lin Xiao and Ye Chen in the past few days.
It was also one that had managed to force Lin Xiao to use spiritual energy for a little bit.
Of course, this was also part of Lin Xiao's deal with him.
The terms of the deal were simple.
Qi Tian would bring this level of puppet to the Misty Immortal Palace and find a unlucky soul to be the quality inspector, to see if the puppet could win, or rather… if it could retreat unharmed.
This unlucky soul had to be a Divine Realm expert.
This was also Lin Xiao's way of measuring the difference between himself and a Divine Realm expert.
Since he couldn't directly spar with someone from the Misty Immortal Palace for now, this was the only way he could make a proper comparison.
"Come, Martial Nephew, this way please. There's a special training ground over there. Let me get a good look at the latest achievement of the Tool Sect." Uncle-Master He made a "please" gesture.
With that, the group of them arrived at the training ground.
Uncle-Master He stood in the center of the field, waiting for Qi Tian's puppet to make a move.
He had seen puppets from the Tool Sect before and knew that while they were powerful, they were ultimately somewhat stiff. In a pure comparison of strength, they might have an advantage among their peers, but compared to a real person, they lacked flexibility in various aspects and didn't possess much combat power.
Even this kind of Divine Realm puppet was, in the end, just a nameplate of Divine Realm.
However…
Uncle-Master He felt that this time was different.
As he looked at the puppet, he seemed to see something human-like in its eyes.
A sense of unease welled up in his heart.
Soon, many people began to gather around the training ground.
Word spread like wildfire, and basically everyone in the Misty Immortal Palace who was relatively free had come.
There were only about two hundred disciples in the entire Immortal Palace, and half of them had already arrived.
Sensing the scale of the event, Uncle-Master He knew even more clearly that he absolutely could not lose.
This was also a good opportunity to explain to these disciples the cultivation methods of their Misty Immortal Palace's various techniques and martial arts.
To correct their mistakes and set an example.
"Martial Nephew, please."
Uncle-Master He, with great grace, signaled Qi Tian to begin.
Qi Tian, meanwhile, retreated to the edge of the training ground and took out his notebook.
Indeed, there was no signal in this place.
He looked at his network card, which also had no signal. He shook his head, but it was alright. He only needed to record some data; the signal didn't matter.
He opened the software and said, "Uncle-Master He, we can start!"
The thinner junior brother, after much effort, managed to squeeze his way to Qi Tian's side. He saw the notebook and smiled, "I know this, Senior Brother Qi Tian. This is a computer, right?"
"Oh, you know this thing too?" Qi Tian was surprised. Did this gatekeeping junior disciple know about this?
"I saw it when I was a child, before I came up the mountain…"