"Senior, then I won't stand on ceremony. I want a high-level puppet, like the one previously controlled by the Ninja Team General of the Kah Party. If I can rescue Beiyu Ye, I want him to help me craft this puppet." Yang Xiao wasn't doing it for personal gain; after all, it was his good sister's highest directive. Even with no benefits, he had to proceed, but refusing free benefits would be foolish, and this could also dispel any suspicions from the Jiu Mountain Family.
That puppet, in life, was at least an expert at the half-step Netherworld Realm, and its physique was extremely robust. Yang Xiao wanted to take it away at that time, but he had no chance.
That Temple Tail Branch Chief wasn't particular about rules; he collected all those puppet corpses, claiming it was in the name of gathering evidence.
Moreover, the way that guy looked at him was quite peculiar, much like how he looked at those evil cultivators with good magic artifacts.
