Jia Tianmu, having achieved such remarkable proficiency in puppetry arts, is undoubtedly a clever and intelligent individual. Upon hearing Han Li's question, he replied, "Indeed, I have long intended to utilize this teleportation array to reach other continents." By now, Han Li had no intention of concealing his intentions and spoke openly. "However, I suspect it will be quite difficult to use this array." Jia Tianmu smiled faintly, without asking Han Li why, merely shaking his head in disbelief. "I am aware that the energy cost for such a teleportation is substantial. Yet, regardless of the cost, I would still need to borrow the array once. I would only like to ask my esteemed colleague: as a member of an external race, is it possible for me to secure access to this teleportation array?" Han Li gazed steadily at Jia Tianmu, his expression calm, yet his heart suddenly tightened. This final question was, in fact, the very purpose that had brought him to this point. "Given your inquiry, I shall be honest. Should Brother Han belong to the Sacred Clan and originally hail from our Tianyun region, then utilizing this grand array would not be at all difficult." Yet, given the current state of Brother Han, it is no easy task. However, under the present circumstances of the large-scale invasion by the Jiao Chi clan, there is still a slim chance. Should the Daoist friend be able to achieve several significant feats during the battles, there may be room for negotiation. In my capacity within the clan, I am solely responsible for crafting puppets; the specific details would likely require the Daoist friend to discuss further with several of the senior elders. By the way, due to the ongoing war, all thirteen clans are actively recruiting guest scholars from outside. I have already mentioned Brother Han’s remarkable achievement of effortlessly defeating Jiao Chi clan members of the same rank. The elders have expressed considerable interest in the Daoist friend. Brother Jia Tian Mu pondered for a while before offering a direct affirmation. Upon hearing the above, Brother Han furrowed his brows. By nature, he was by no means eager to become involved in the great conflict between the two clans. Such a vast-scale war, even with his current level of cultivation, could easily prove fatal if he were to make a single misstep. "Thank you for your words. I'll go back and give it some more thought. But should I wish to meet with some of the noble elders, would you be able to introduce me to them at that time, Daojun Jia?" Han Li nodded seriously and suddenly asked. Han Li's unique mastery of the puppetry technique passed down from the Great Derivation Immortal also proved particularly impressive, surprising Jia Tianmu so much that they ended up having an engaging and pleasant conversation! Half a day later, with Jia Tianmu accompanying him, Han Li descended from Yunxia Mountain and returned to his quarters. As soon as he entered his inn room, Han Li immediately activated a seal, fully enclosing the space. Then he casually walked to a corner of the room and settled into a meditative posture. Though he hadn't received the most satisfactory answers on the matter of the super array, he now had a clearer understanding of the topic. Moreover, he had acquired a highly useful spirit-linked puppet. Han Li's eyes flashed several times, and then with a single hand movement, he brushed it across his storage bracelet. A flash of green light appeared in his palm, and a long, slender wooden box materialized in his hands. Without hesitation, he gently opened the lid, revealing a slender white serpent resting quietly inside. Han Li gazed intently at the figure within the box, his eyes glowing with a deep blue light, as if his gaze were about to pierce through the puppet itself. Yet this spirit-linked automaton proved rather exceptional. Even after summoning the Ming-Qing spiritual sight, several critical sections remained hazy and indistinct, leaving him utterly puzzled as to their nature. Upon seeing this, Han Li furrowed his brows! But then, with a slight lift of his brow, he immediately released a powerful spiritual awareness, instantly enveloping the entire white serpent within it. As his awareness swept over those areas, the very nature of how they had been crafted seemed to resist and was forcibly pushed apart. The rest of the serpent’s body was no different from ordinary automata—only the materials used were unusual, and certain mechanisms were ingeniously arranged—yet he could now at least grasp their function. It appeared that the true marvel of this spirit-linked automaton lay precisely within those very sections he could not see. He wasn’t unwilling to rely on his strong spiritual awareness to penetrate and access these areas, but the consequence would surely be some degree of damage to the automata themselves. Moreover, how could those who previously possessed spirit-linked puppets have failed to accomplish the same thing? Yet now, the secret of spirit-linked puppets remains firmly held by the Wangu Clan, clearly indicating that this path is certain to fail. Most likely, even if the puppets were damaged, the secret would still remain ununravelled. Han Li hesitated for a moment, then ultimately set aside this plan and decided to first establish a bond with the puppet before taking further action. As he thought this, suddenly he opened his mouth, and a strand of green hair shot out. The strand flashed once, looped around the wrist of Han Li, and then flew back, vanishing into his body. Only then, with a composed demeanor, did Han Li extend his wrist forward. As the green light shimmered, several drops of pure blood slowly dripped from the wrist and fell precisely into the white serpent within the box. Upon touching the translucent body of the white serpent, the drops of blood flashed and then mysteriously disappeared. Then, Han Li pressed a series of hand seals, one after another, launching them into the white serpent. The white serpent, which had remained motionless, suddenly lifted its head and emitted a series of hissing sounds. As the puppet swayed slightly, it instantly shot out from the box and began to glide and sway in front of Han Li. Yet Han Li paid it no attention; instead, he turned his hand once more and produced a stack of colorful talismans. He raised his hand, and all the talismans transformed into several clusters of luminous energy that shot out into the air. Spinning swiftly, they vanished in a flash from the surrounding space. At that moment, a five-colored light array, about one zhang in diameter, materialized in the void, its various characters glowing and pulsing with an extraordinary elegance. Han Li simply pointed at the white serpent before him. The puppet's eyes flashed with red light, hesitated slightly, then spun once before finally yielding to Han Li's divine awareness, drifting gently into the light array. Upon seeing this, Han Li subtly accelerated his inner technique. Instantly, the entire light array emitted a low hum, and countless floating characters surged toward the puppet in a rush. A fresh layer of bright red light surged across the white serpent's body, yet it remained motionless, allowing the characters to gradually merge into the flowing light. Seeing this, Han Li could not help but smile with satisfaction. This method of establishing a bond—originally learned from the Tianpeng Clan—proved significantly more effective than ordinary techniques. Even if the opponent possessed ten times the cultivation and power, once the bond was established, it would be utterly impossible to reclaim it. While continuously channeling the array's energy, Han Li slowly closed his eyes, letting the light array shimmer and pulse ceaselessly in the air. The ritual of establishing the divine patronage lasted for a full day and night, finally coming to a halt when Han Li opened his eyes once more. Han Li murmured to himself and gestured toward the luminous array within. At once, the white serpent inside radiated a brilliant glow and surged forth, then spiraled through the air before transforming into a young woman dressed in white, who gently settled beside Han Li, expression serene and silent. Han Li studied her face with a gaze full of wonder, smiled slightly, and murmured, "Your spirit seems rather dull—like a doll. From now on, you'll be called 'Doll'!" Upon hearing Han Li's words, a flash of red light passed through the woman's eyes, yet she remained motionless and expressionless. Han Li shook his head, then pressed a hand seal. The white glow on the woman's body rippled and shimmered, and she transformed back into a white serpent, vanishing swiftly into the sleeve of Han Li's robe. Then, he gestured once more toward the luminous array. The array instantly dissolved and dispersed, reconstituting into several dozen separate talismans, which were then collected. Yet shortly thereafter, after a brief moment of contemplation, Han Li suddenly produced another white jade box, several crimson talismans affixed to its surface. This was precisely the mysterious box that the large-headed man had delivered to Han Li and the others that day. The careful manner in which the man had handled it, as well as the relentless pursuit by the Jiaochi clan, clearly indicated its significance. However, due to the possibility that the box was protected by an exceptionally powerful seal, Han Li had never found the time to thoroughly study and unlock it. Now, with the prospect of having to engage the elders of the Wangu Clan, he naturally felt it essential to first understand the contents of the box—perhaps even to find additional uses for its contents. Indeed, Han Li harbored a quiet hope that the items within the box might be of paramount importance to the Wangu Clan, in which case, he might be able to secure a once-in-a-lifetime teleportation opportunity through this very jade box. Of course, he would not be content simply to hand it over blindly without first taking a closer look. Only after understanding the true nature of this item could he possibly negotiate with the Wangu Clan. Han Li gently stroked the jade chest with his fingers, silently pondering, then raised his head to gaze at the walls surrounding the room, which shimmered with a soft white glow. His brows furrowed again. Should the movement of opening the jade chest be too noticeable, the current seal might not be sufficient to fully conceal it—additional layers would then need to be added. With this thought, Han Li retrieved several sets of array flags from his storage bracelet and launched them toward the corners of the room. Instantly, a layer of green light and a layer of multicolored light screens appeared simultaneously. Yet even thus, Han Li remained uneasy. So, he simply raised his hand and slapped the air. A dark silhouette shot forth from his palm, then swiftly transformed into a small black mountain about a foot high, rotating steadily above his head. In a flash of inspiration, a gray light erupted from the base of the mountain, spreading out to form a luminous screen that fully enclosed the area around him, extending several zhang in all directions. Thus, the area around Han Li became remarkably secure, as solid and unyielding as a fortress.