"So this is the puppet with soul consciousness you encountered in the secret realm, husband?"
Hong Lian's crystal-clear beautiful eyes glimmered with a hint of crimson, scrutinizing the puppet before her.
She knew little about the art of puppetry.
But she had heard that certain puppet forces possessed soul injection techniques, capable of infusing puppet spirits, granting them some level of awareness.
Alternatively, like nurturing a Spiritual Treasure, they could cultivate a puppet to possess a spirit akin to an artifact spirit.
Yet either method was extremely rare and uncommon.
"Yes, this is the puppet."
Lu Changsheng nodded, raising his palm, intending to undo the sealing talisman and the ropes binding the puppet.
"Husband, since this puppet possesses soul consciousness, perhaps you should first impose a prohibition on its soul to prevent any contingencies later."
Hong Lian promptly reminded, her voice gentle and melodious.
"Indeed."
