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“Huh! No, I can’t use my own soul to create humans. This is already my limit. If I continue to sever the soul, it will be incomplete and I can only create a fool. So that’s the problem… Yes, my soul strength is at the Dao Proving Level, which is too high-leveled. If I use ownerless souls, then I should be able to control the strength of the created beings to around the Fishing master realm.”

Han Fei thought that he should try their cultivation potential and use of weapons. After all, the people he created must know how to cultivate and fight. Otherwise, how could he see their development? Therefore, Han Fei left some incomplete cultivation techniques and some less powerful spiritual weapons on a certain cliff.

However, Han Fei discovered that they didn’t look at the technique at all but were brandishing their weapons. In the middle of it, an accident happened. One of them swung his sword and accidentally killed one of the women.

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Even Han Fei was stunned. Are you f*cking kidding me?

When a Hidden Fisher was dead, he was dead. There was no such thing as Blood Rebirth for Hidden Fishers.

Then Han Fei saw the group of six people holding the body of the woman who was accidentally hacked to death and crying heart-wrenchingly.

However, there was also a benefit to this, which was that this group of people didn’t dare to play with weapons anymore. After a few days of sadness, they finally became interested in the technique patterns on the cliff.

Therefore, these people began to cultivate. This refreshed Han Fei. They had finally entered a cultivation state.

However, after a few days, Han Fei was lost for words.

“F*ck! Is their talent for cultivation so high? It seems that my essence blood is not diluted enough!”

Han Fei discovered that in just one day, this group of people had generally advanced by a small level, which was unreasonable. If they cultivated for years, wouldn’t they reach the Sea Establishment Realm?

After observing for a few days, Han Fei found that the number of created beings was useless. They were seven fools. Together, they were still fools. They were only talented in cultivation but nothing else.

Therefore, Han Fei gathered the few people he had created in a place.

Number One could fly now. After all, he was a failed experiment and was given too much strength, which broke the balance. Fortunately, Han Fei patched up in time and gave him born wisdom.

Therefore, Number One was seriously exploring his strength and this world.

Soon, No.1 found No.2 and No.3. Han Fei also patched No.2 and No.3. They were creating words.

Seeing the arrival of Number One, they knelt down. Although they were Law Enforcers, how could they compare to a Venerable? People always worshiped miracles they couldn’t explain.

Number One came to Number Two and Number Three and looked at the words engraved all over the ground. He danced with joy because he could recognize all these words. Han Fei was speechless. What’s the big deal of recognizing these words? I gave the knowledge to you.

Han Fei was still a little uncomfortable to see Number One dancing like a savage. It seemed that he had to give him some higher intelligence so that he wouldn’t be so reckless and at least would know to wear clothes.

A few days later, after the second transformation, Number One became much more mature. He began to feel ashamed of not wearing clothes, so he used leaves or something as clothes.

Han Fei couldn’t have felt more awful. Wasn’t this still shameful?

Forget it. Han Fei made up his mind. Men were useless in detail. Women were needed to make clothes. So, Han Fei began to modify Number Three.

Several days later, Number Three began to master the way to weave clothes without being taught. She made a decent piece of linen clothes for Number One and Number Two.

Although they still looked like savages, it was enough as long as the clothes were made.

Sure enough, when Number One saw the clothes made by Number Three, he was astounded. Then, as a matter of course, he weaved a set of clothes for himself with spiritual energy.

Because these three people had mastered language, a few days later, they made huge progress in the modification of clothes and made a robe.

Number One didn’t know that it was because Han Fei had given him the ability to think flexibly.

But the more Han Fei bestowed, the more distressed Number One became. When Han Fei saw Number One start to think about life and the world, Han Fei knew that he couldn’t let Number One continue to think. After thinking for a long time, Han Fei decided to give Number One and the others the last patch.

This patch made them feel that they were born from the Chaos and the heavens and earth. Otherwise, with Number One’s current high-level thinking, he might suspect that a mysterious powerhouse was controlling everything behind in a few days.

A few days later, the patch was applied, and No. 1 no longer suspected it. He took No. 2 and No. 3 to find the other six people cultivating on the cliff.

At this moment, the six of them had figured out the way to cultivate, but when they saw someone flying over from the sky, they immediately danced with joy and ended up kneeling.

Number One said, “You don’t have to kneel to me. We’re all spiritual bodies born from chaos. I’m just slightly stronger than you.”