Refined into a Human Puppet

"Ah!" Far away in a foreign land, there was a middle-aged man inside the Shuntian Prefecture who had originally been in closed-door cultivation within a secret room.

Even so, he suddenly shouted, spewing out a mouthful of blood, before rolling about on the ground while clutching his head.

When the two disciples keeping watch outside the stone room heard the commotion, they hastily pounded the stone door and called out in alarm, "Prefecture Lord! What's wrong, Prefecture Lord? Prefecture Lord?"

"Puh—" However, the middle-aged man's complexion was dark as he vomited bloody saliva.

After finally pushing open the stone door, the two disciples ran over with drastically-changed expressions to help up Shuntian Prefecture's Prefecture Lord, who had toppled to the side. "Prefecture Lord? Prefecture Lord!"