Quasit Army

"Get lost! Get lost! Get lost! Want to know where the forest beasts are? No way in hell! That's the bread and butter that keeps me alive."

For the sake of the gold coins, Lucas brought Yin Ming to meet Old John the hunter.

The moment Yin Ming explained his purpose, Old John's expression changed drastically, and he made as if to sweep the two of them out the door.

"Clink, clink, clink..."

The gold coins spun, producing an incomparably pleasing sound.

They were about the size of a one-yuan coin, but only one-third as thick.

At the same mass, gold was worth only one-fiftieth of Refined Iron, and gold could only be passively exchanged. As a scholar with millions of Merit Points, Yin Ming naturally did not lack gold coins.

As three gold coins fell to the ground, Old John's face remained gloomy. He did not immediately bend down to pick them up, but his hand quietly moved away from the doorframe.

"Let's make this clear first. I'll only tell you where the monkeys are. This season, the Red-Finger Fruit is ripe, so the monkeys are all..."

With that, Old John used charcoal to mark several areas of monkey activity on the map.

He also drew a relatively safe route into the mountains. He had originally intended to give them Magic Beast dung to repel beasts and insects, but Yin Ming politely declined.

"..."

"Woo woo..."

The next day, beast roars echoed endlessly through the forest as Yin Ming arrived at the location marked on the map.

On broad-leaved dwarf trees several meters tall, over a dozen Gray-Tailed Macaques hung upside down from the canopy.

They plucked thumb-sized red fruits and tossed them into their mouths, then spat out thumb-sized pits after eating only the thin layer of flesh.

[Zero Ring: Winged Serpent.]

All three External Cores had finished being nurtured.

Using "Bloodline Potion 2.0," he had also inscribed the True-Name Totem Mystic Rune.

Two External Cores transformed into dharma manifestations: a First-Ring Twisted Treant and a First-Ring Winged Serpent.

"Hisss..."

Yin Ming wore an unpainted monkey mask carved from wood.

His finger lightly touched an External Core, pouring in magic power and spiritual power to light up nine Zero-Ring True Name Runes.

Behind him emerged a ferocious giant serpent ten meters long, as thick as a millstone and covered in fine, diamond-shaped black scales. A pair of gray wings folded against its body.

Its dark-blue tongue flickered as its nearly ten-meter wings spread wide, and a terrifying spiritual pressure rippled outward like waves.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

More than a dozen macaques rolled their eyes and fell unconscious.

Like ripe fruit, they dropped onto the layers of rotting leaves accumulated over countless years.

Times had changed, and Yin Ming's efficiency at catching monkeys had greatly improved. He tied up the hands and feet of every Gray-Tailed Macaque with vines, strung them into a row, and carried them to a cave.

[...]

"Roar, roar..."

Beast roars rang out endlessly within the cave.

Countless monkeys were tied up inside. There were common Gray-Tailed Macaques, as well as rare Red Long-Armed Monkeys, Golden-Necked Mane Monkeys, and more.

Deeper in the cave, several even rarer, powerfully built Silverback Gorillas were confined.

"That should be about enough! The primates around the outskirts of the Magic Beast Forest are basically all here..."

Yin Ming frowned slightly, took a bottle of Quasit Bloodline Potion from his gourd, seized a loudly howling Red Long-Armed Monkey, and poured every last drop of the Bloodline Potion down its throat.

In an instant, extraordinary bloodline factors began invading and altering the Red Long-Armed Monkey's bloodline.

Its crimson fur rapidly fell away, its bones and muscles began growing anew, and its appearance changed at a visible rate.

The agonizing pain of remolding its tendons and bones made it roll nonstop across the ground, unable to let out even a scream.

All the monkeys: ⊙▃⊙.

Seeing the miserable state of their kind, they actually stopped howling in unison.

Who knew how much time passed.

The red monkey climbed up from the ground, its body shooting up to a height of 1.5 meters.

It had broad ears and large eyes, a mouth full of sharp fangs, knees that bent slightly forward, and hands that had transformed into sharp claws.

Of the Red Long-Armed Monkey's original physical traits, only tufts of red fur at the tips of its ears remained.

"So strong! This body is ten times, a hundred times stronger than my old one..."

The red monkey felt the terrifying power flowing from its new body.

Its crimson eyes flickered. Without moving its body, it twisted its neck nearly 180 degrees, stared at Yin Ming, and revealed an unfriendly expression.

"Smack..."

Yin Ming backhanded the transformed red monkey to the ground, stepped on its head, and said, "In any other place, I couldn't let you live. Two choices: hand over your Soulstone, or be brutally beaten to death by me. I swear, it'll be truly brutal."

"..."

Ten minutes later.

The battered red monkey split off a wisp of its soul and presented a ping-pong-ball-sized Soulstone with both hands.

"The Quasit King bloodline truly is extraordinary. Red Nose only held out for five minutes before choosing to stop resisting."

After verifying the authenticity of the Soulstone, Yin Ming tossed several Grain-Repelling Pills to the red monkey and said, "From now on, you'll be called Red One."

Then he took out another bottle of Quasit Bloodline Potion and fed it to another red monkey watching from the side.

He repeated the same process and obtained another Soulstone. The difference was that Quasit Red Two held out for only nine minutes.

Quasit Red Three, eight minutes.

Quasit Red Four, seven minutes.

Quasit Red...

After controlling multiple Quasits, Yin Ming was finally freed from the dull, repetitive physical labor.

He only needed to ask whether they were willing to hand over their Soulstones.

Then slap them once, and leave the rest to the other Quasits!

"Are you willing..."

"Yes!"

"Smack..."

"Wuu..."

Hui Er covered his face, staring wide-eyed in shock as he let out a shrill monkey cry.

Facing the fists and kicks of several Quasits, he was so aggrieved that he even forgot to resist.

He had gotten too used to slapping people!

Who told you not to follow the procedure?!

Yin Ming accepted the Soulstone with a trace of apology, then patted Hui Er on the shoulder. "Correct it if it exists; take it as encouragement if it doesn't!"

The speed of Quasit conversion grew faster and faster, like a snowball rolling downhill.

Soon, several dozen Soulstones filled half a sack. These things could not be stored in the gourd either. Wouldn't a thousand of them fill several burlap sacks?

Yin Ming waved for all the Quasits to stop and instructed, "All later Soulstones must follow a uniform standard. They must be controlled to the size of glass marbles."

All the Quasits: (＃д).

Did you know what Soulstones represented?

They represented the most difficult quality for Abyss Demons to possess—loyalty.

Although Quasit Soulstones were the easiest to obtain, no one had ever standardized the size of Soulstones!

"..."

One day later.

One thousand bottles of Quasit King Bloodline Potion had been used up.

A total of 962 Quasit King Younglings had been created. Eight monkeys died during bloodline alteration, while another thirty Quasits would rather die than hand over their Soulstones.

Even though they were only immature younglings, this number was already impossibly high in the Abyss!

After all, Quasits might be weak among Demons, but in the Abyss, they were still extremely difficult to capture. And if they voluntarily sought refuge, Demon Lords could not easily use force to compel them to offer up their Soulstones.

Demonic energy filled the cave, black smoke billowed everywhere, and it looked even more like the Abyss than the Abyss itself.

"Alright! Stop for a moment."

Standing atop a flattened stalagmite, Yin Ming looked down at hundreds of scarlet eyes.

"I, Andrew Jack, am a human wizard. I have obtained your Soulstones, but I do not intend to command you to fight for me. Instead, I plan to return every one of you to the Abyss."

"I am different from those Demon Lords who intend to enslave you forever. You only need ten thousand Soul Crystals, regardless of quality, to redeem your Soulstones from me."

"I grant you power, grant you wisdom, grant you long lives, yet only take a tiny, insignificant portion of the benefits you gain on your journey through life as payment."

"I believe—even Demons of the most vile character will be moved by the kindness of me, Andrew Jack."

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