Zi Hong's puppet consciousness was essentially a clone of Wang Ping's own. After being imprinted with the Soldier Talisman and infused with the relevant memories, Zi Hong could summon a weaker version of the Golden Armor Soldiers.
However, since Zi Hong lacked a true Luck-Borrowing Talisman and Spirit Communication Talisman, the summoned Golden Armor Soldiers could only last for ten breaths at most. Any longer and they would start consuming the spiritual essence of the Celestial and Earthly Treasures within his body, which would be far too costly.
Still, this wasn't bad. He could at least barely hold his own against an Entering Cultivator. If his opponent were to underestimate him, he could even play weak to ambush a stronger foe.
For the next few days, Wang Ping stayed cooped up in his rented courtyard, "examining" Zi Hong's body and restoring the faded runic inscriptions. Yu Lian, bored, could only amuse herself by chasing the goldfish in the pond.
「A month and a half later.」
