After I Died, the Puppet Master Turned Me into a Marionette

Warning‼️ This story has [no logic]. Do not read if that bothers you. [The gong is a seemingly goofy, sharp-tongued puppet master who is actually incredibly powerful. The shou is an adorable, wooden puppet made by the gong.] Mu Qiansi, a puppet master from the southern frontier, was once rescued on the battlefield by Xie Zhixuan. When he came looking for Xie Zhixuan again, he found they had been separated by life and death. After learning that Xie Zhixuan had fallen in battle, he sealed his fragment of a soul inside a puppet carved from thousand-year-old darkwood, then nourished it day and night with his own spiritual energy. “Three years, Xie Zhixuan. Don’t make all my effort go to waste,” Mu Qiansi murmured. He twitched his fingertips, and seven silver threads glowed faintly gold. His spiritual energy flowed slowly along them and into the puppet’s brow. At last, on the seventh attempt, Xie Zhixuan awoke... Mu Qiansi thought the little puppet before him was adorable. He called him clumsy, but spoiled him endlessly. Xie Zhixuan gradually took human form and gained full intelligence. “Hot... Ah... So hot.” Xie Zhixuan’s face gradually flushed and his breathing grew ragged. His spiritual energy was in disarray, making his whole body burn as his consciousness began to blur. Gripping Mu Qiansi’s sleeve, he murmured, “Hot... I feel awful...” Mu Qiansi sensed something was wrong. After examining him, he discovered it was a love potion designed to affect a spirit taking human form. His expression changed drastically: he knew the only way to cure it was to channel spiritual energy into him...