Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 162: Framing and Shifting the Blame!
After witnessing this scene, Long Chen smiled and slowly let out a sigh of relief. Having exhausted such a considerable amount of Battle qi and Demonic Qi, he had finally succeeded in refining the Puppet!
"Young master, well done!" Xia Duoduo couldn’t help but praise him. "I truly didn’t expect you to succeed in refining the Puppet on your very first try. You have to understand, refining Puppets is extremely difficult. Many people fail multiple times and still can’t complete the process. To succeed on the first attempt... even among a thousand people, you’d be hard-pressed to find a single talent as outstanding as yourself!"
"That’s enough," Long Chen said indifferently. "Stop flattering me."
"Young master, I’m just telling the truth," Xia Duoduo said, sounding aggrieved.
Long Chen shook his head, not continuing the conversation with her. Instead, he carefully observed the Puppet in front of him. Aside from the lifelessness in its eyes, the Puppet seemed quite normal and was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person.
Just as Long Chen was about to test the Puppet’s strength, footsteps suddenly came from outside. A middle-aged man walked in and was taken aback upon seeing the empty room.
His gaze swept around. "Where are the Elixir Pills and the herbs? How could they have disappeared?"
Seeing that the theft had been discovered, Long Chen no longer had time to test the Puppet and had to store it back into his spatial ring. Peering through a gap, he saw the middle-aged man preparing to leave and report the matter to the upper echelons of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
If word of this gets out, it will definitely alarm the Heavenly Demon Sect, and I’ll likely find myself in a lot of trouble. With that thought, Long Chen’s figure flashed, appearing before the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.
"Who?" The middle-aged man was startled. He looked up at Long Chen and froze. "It’s you? How did you get in—"
BANG!
Long Chen struck the middle-aged man with his palm. Caught completely by surprise, the man’s ribs broke. His blood churned violently, and a trace of fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Finally, he collapsed helplessly to the ground, lifeless.
Long Chen was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he found a bottle of medicinal liquid and dripped it onto the man’s body.
SIZZLE—
With that sound, the middle-aged man’s body was completely corroded away. In the blink of an eye, not even a trace of him remained.
After settling everything, Long Chen silently slipped away while no one was around.
Not long after, disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect discovered the disappearance of the Elixir Pills and herbs, causing a huge commotion. With the middle-aged man nowhere to be found, he naturally became the primary suspect. Consequently, dozens of disciples launched a search for his whereabouts.
No one would have ever expected that Long Chen had infiltrated the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Long Chen watched the scene nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened at all.
"What should we do? We haven’t found him after all this time. If the Sect Master holds us accountable, how are we supposed to report this?" The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect fretted, their faces filled with anxiety and fear.
"Has he been found?"
Just then, a detached voice slowly drifted over. A man wearing a cloak appeared, his face covered in black markings. A single glance was enough to instill a sense of eerie dread.
He was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Yan Chen
