Chapter680:WhiteMoon

Finally,apuppetgirlinablackGothiclongdressappearedonthedesk.

Sheclosedhereyes,asYunXifirstsawtheyoungqueensleepingonthethroneofthegiant,stupidspider,asifwaitingforsomeonetowakeherup.

Hehimselfdidn’tthinkthatjustmakingapuppetwouldmakehimalmostrunoutofenergy.

Hisfacewaspale,buthiseyeswereshining.Inthatdayandnight,hedidnoteatanyfoodanddrinkadropofwater.

Puttingeverythingintotheprocessofmakingthepuppet,heforgotthetime,thelimitofhisbody,andevenoverdrawnthepoweroftheBattleGod’sSeedinadvance.

Makingthisblack-hairedpuppetgirl,costmoreenergythanwhenhewasfightingthedegeneratedking.

However,justlookingatthepeacefulappearanceofthesleepingpuppetgirl,hefeltthateverythingwasworthit.

Evenhecan’tbelievethatthisperfectpuppetgirlwasreallyaworkcreatedbyhimself.

Thesmoothlongblackhair,whiteandtenderskin,warmandfragrantfeet,andsmallbudsonthechest.

ItwasexactlythesameasthequeenofAssyria,andtherewasnodifferenceinthesmallestpartofthebody.

Eventhemostdifficultpart,thejointsofthepuppetwerewellhandledbyhishands,whichlookednotliketheballjointsofapuppetatall.

Nomatterhowhelookedatit,thegirlinfrontofhimwasarealperson,asleepinglittleprincess,whichmadehimfeelpity.

However,YunXiwasnotsatisfied.

"That’snotenough."Eventhoughitwasalmostperfect,hestillcouldn’tstop.

Thereseemedtobeavoiceinhismindtellinghimthattheperfectionoftheshellwasmeaningless,whichwasfarfromtheacmeofapuppetgirl.

Themostperfectpuppetgirlshouldhaveherownsoul,thatis,essence.

Nomatterhowperfecttheshellwas,itwoulddisappearastimepassedby.

Onlyagirlwithasoulcantouch"eternity"andbecomeacharmingflowerineternalbloom.

That’swhatallpuppeteersdreamof,justasCyberElfAlphasymbolizestheultimatefantasyinthefieldofscience,thepuppetwiththe"soul"representstheultimatefantasyinthefieldofpuppeteering.

Intherealworld,thereweresuchpuppetswiththeirown"soul",whichwerebycountlessincredibleaccumulationcoincidences.

Suchachancewasevenrarerthanthebirthofgodweapons!

Itwastheultimatefantasyofallpuppeteers,andwasalsothefinalsubjectofoneofthemostmysterioustrialsintheseventowers,"theCityofPuppets".

Tocreateapuppetwithsoulmeanstogodeepintotheforbiddenareaofthesoulandexploretheworldthatevengodsdarenotgodeepintoeasily.

Countlesspuppeteershavefallenintothedarknessandbecomemad,whichmakesthepuppeteercareerstainedwithastrangeandmysteriouscolor.

"Ifyouwanttomakeapuppetwithsoul,youhavetobepreparedtopaythepricewithyoursoul."

"Thosewhostepintothisdoor,onceyouenterthisworld,youwillneverhaveawaytoturnback."

"Thereareonlytwochoices:toliveanormallifeasanordinarypuppeteerortosacrificeeverythingfortheultimatepuppet."

YunXiwasnotapuppeteer,andhedidn’tknowanyofthefamoussayingsamongthesepuppeteers.

(TranslatedbyGravityTales妫ｅ啯袠)

Hejustfollowedhisoriginalintention,justlikeplayingchesshappilyontheStarrySkyChessboard,hedidhisbesttocreatetheperfectpuppetthatwasmostsuitableforthequeen.

Justaschildrendon’tknowwhattaboostheywillviolatewhentheydosomething,YunXi,whodidn’tknowthepainandmadnessofpuppeteers,directlyopenedthedoorofthetaboo.

"Well,sacrificethesoul...canIusemyseedsasanalternative?"YunXithoughtaboutthreesecondsandthenbegantocreateseeds.

Sofar,theconceptofthesoulhasbeenthefocusofmanyscholarsandevengods.

Peoplecanobservetheexistenceofthesoul,buttheycan’tunderstandwhatkindofexistencethesoulisandwhyitsymbolizestheessenceofintelligentlife.

Thesouliseverywhere.

Butyoucan’trecognizeit.

YunXi’sseedsweretheembodimentsofthepowerofthesoul,theblessinggivenbystarstoYunXi,andtheuniquetalentthatYunXicanhold.

YunXiplantedabout20seedsinarowintothepuppetgirl’sbodyandfinallyfeltthebirthofwisdomfrominsideofthepuppetgirl闁炽儲鐛╞ody.

Hewastotallyunawareofhowrebelliousitwas.

Evenhisteacher,CasinatheBattleGodcan’tdoit.

Notthroughtheprecipitationofthetimeofthousandsofyears.

Notthroughthecurseorblessingfromgodsanddemons.

Withonly20seeds,YunXihadgiventhepuppetgirlher"soul".

"..."

Inthedark,thepuppetgirlopenedhereyesandsawapairofwarmhands.

Thesehandswereputtingblackhairknittingdecorationsonherchest.

"Yourskinisasbrightasthemoonlight."

"Yourmindisasflawlessaswhitepaper."

"SoI’llgiveyouanameandwishyoutobetheclosesttothesunandtheclosesttoperfection."

"YournameisWhiteMoon."

Ah,Isee.

Thispersonistheonewhocreatedmeandgavemethemeaningofbeingintheworld.

Thissoul,thisthrob,thisfeelingofbeingwarmedandblessedwillneverbeforgotten.

MynameisWhiteMoon,theblessedpuppet,theluckiestintheworld.

Thankyou,myfather.

"Well,inthisway,Icanmarrythequeen!"

YunXilookedatthebeautifulpuppetgirlwhosentoutfaintbreathwithsatisfaction.

Then,hesaidthisforbiddensentence.

Forthegirlwhowasjustbornandthoughtthatshewasthehappiestandmostlovedpuppetintheworld,sheheardthewordsfromher"father".

Likeathunderclaponasunnyday.