As the seawater surged, Wang Ping immediately cut off his supply of True Essence to Tongyu. Yu Lian was already channeling her Spiritual Qi, preparing for Sword Control, while Wang Ping took out two Power Pills, ready to activate them at a moment's notice.
But nothing happened. The moment Wang Ping cut off the supply of True Essence, the puppet that had just burst from the water plummeted like a kite with a snapped string. It sent up a great splash as it sank toward the seabed, only for its own buoyancy to slowly bring it back to the surface.
"You're a suspicious one. But in the world of cultivation, if you don't think things through, you'll never live to ascend to the next Great Realm. My problem was always being too trusting..."
As Tongyu Taoist rambled on, Wang Ping took the opportunity to get a good look at the puppet floating on the surface of the sea.
