I, Jiang Ruhua, am a well-known scroll king in the world of immortality cultivation and the number one person in puppetry. In order to fish in the catastrophe of ascension, I have painstakingly studied for three hundred years and created the most perfect stand-in puppet in history. It is the same as myself. It can bear my injuries and survive the catastrophe for me. Plan pass✓, I am simply a genius! Until the day when the heavenly catastrophe came, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder struck down. Good news: the puppet activated perfectly and blocked the fatal blow for me. Bad news: I hit it too hard and I got stuck with the puppet's soul. From then on, I, Jiang Ruhua, became a body of steel with no sense of pain, no sense of taste, no taste of food, and no sense of aura. And my body is inhabited by a newborn soul that is just three seconds old and has so much emotion that it can act out eighty episodes of painful love dramas - my good puppet. I watched expressionlessly as "I" wept at a flower, felt sad at a cloud, and even burst into tears because cultivation was too hard. Me: "... Take back your tears. That's my body. You can't afford to pay for dehydration." "Me": "But Master, living is really tiring." Me: Tired? You are using my body that I have worked so hard to cultivate to Nascent Soul and enjoying the attention of all the people. Are you telling me that you are tired? Believe it or not, I will dismantle you back to parts! In order to regain control over my body and to discipline my "new" self, we were forced to start a life of "master and servant" where everything was going crazy. However, as we battled wits and courage over "who has the final say today?", We unexpectedly uncovered a shocking secret about "soul" and "creation" behind the puppetry. Wait, could it be said that... When she was created,
