Bloodline Origin Crystal

"Ten thousand Soul Crystals, regardless of quality, and we can really redeem our Soulstones?"

The monkey troop had only just gained new life, intelligence, and strength. No longer were they monkeys endlessly picking wild fruit, serving as stored rations for Magic Beasts and birds of prey.

Having finally learned of the world's splendor, they naturally could not bear to die so easily. That was why they had offered up their Soulstones to Yin Ming.

Yet in the Quasit inheritance memories, demons who offered up their Soulstones usually met miserable ends. It meant being enslaved without end for a lifetime, sent to test the waters whenever danger arose.

Hearing that they could redeem their Soulstones through Soul Crystals, they were naturally too excited to contain themselves. But demons were deceitful by nature, and their first reaction was still suspicion.

"Of course! I, Andrew Jack, swear upon truth!"

"I have no reason to deceive you. With your Soulstones in hand, I can order you to do anything. At most, it would just be less efficient and more tiring."

"Besides, if you gather ten thousand Soul Crystals and I still refuse to return your Soulstones, would you serve me with peace of mind afterward? Wouldn't that be more trouble than it's worth for me?"

Yin Ming did not hesitate to swear in Jack's name. In any case, knights did not believe in truth either.

He truly had no other designs on these nearly one thousand Quasits. He had no plans to conquer the Abyssal plane, and controlling a thousand First-Ring Transcendents was far less useful than quickly trading them for cultivation resources and breaking through to become an Official Wizard.

"..."

"Do you believe him? Ten thousand Soul Crystals is a lot, but redeeming our Soulstones would make it worthwhile. I, Red Six, don't want to be enslaved for the rest of my life."

"I believe him! Without him, we'd have been monkeys for life. Didn't he give us all this? Taking some payment is only fair."

"I don't believe him. Whether he returned the Soulstones or not, wouldn't he be the only one who knew?"

"What if he takes the Soul Crystals, then kills us and uses us as potion ingredients? Who would know?"

"Exactly, that makes sense. Who knows where all his potions came from? Once we return to the Abyss and grow stronger, we ourselves will be wealth that keeps increasing in value."

"If only there were a way to verify it! As long as he hasn't returned the Soulstones, we could notify our remaining brothers. Then, even if we die, we won't gather Soul Crystals for him."

"Wait... it's not like there's no way. As long as we..."

"Let's do it! We aren't Abyss natives anyway. We're not even the same race as Abyssal Quasits."

At those words, the Quasits fell into a brief silence, then began whispering among themselves in Demon Tongue.

Quasit Red One suddenly proposed a method. The eyes of all 962 Quasits glowed brighter and brighter, their crimson light illuminating the dark lava cave and gathering into a terrifying presence.

Amid the noisy discussion, Yin Ming vaguely caught words such as Abyss, bloodline, and Quasit King.

He was not afraid that they would fight with the net torn and the fish dead. One hand held the 'Lava Troll' External Core, while the other gripped a sack of Soulstones. In an instant, he could crush every Soulstone.

"Lord Wizard, could you give us some time..."

Yin Ming nodded. He had roughly guessed what these Quasits intended to do. Though startled, he walked outside and left the lava cave to the 962 newborn Quasit hatchlings.

"..."

"Great Abyssal Will, we are willing to offer up our True Name Imprints and gather the Bloodline Origin of the monkey Quasit race..."

The moment Yin Ming left, hundreds of Quasits dropped to their knees and prayed to the Abyssal Will in Demon Tongue.

The All-Knowing Eye would forever watch over wizards.

Just as the Abyssal Will would never refuse any demon's prayer.

The aura of the Abyss gradually condensed around them. A vast will, deep as an abyss, descended—like mountains, like seas, like sun and moon, without the slightest trace of emotion.

Only through the 'Lava Troll' External Core could Yin Ming sense that Dao-rhyme-like will winding above every Quasit's head, scrutinizing their bodies, flesh, meridians, and genes, comparing them to native Abyssal Quasits.

"Granted!"

No one knew how much time passed. The Abyssal Will made no sound, yet every Quasit suddenly understood. They pierced their brows and condensed a drop of jade-like crimson true blood. Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it gathered into a diamond-shaped blood crystal.

"..."

"Lord Wizard, this is a blood crystal condensed from our true blood."

As soon as Yin Ming entered the lava cave, Red One picked up the crystal floating in midair and presented it to him. "If you break your promise, we will trigger our bloodlines and shatter the blood crystal. All Quasits will sense it. At that time, the remaining Quasits would rather die than gather Soul Crystals for you."

Yin Ming: "..."

Blood crystal?

Did they think he didn't understand Demon Tongue?

Or that he knew nothing of the Quasit race's inheritance memories?

This was clearly Bloodline Origin!!

Wasn't it a little too much to lie right to his face?

Still, whether it was called a blood crystal or Bloodline Origin, this thing truly did possess a sensing effect.

The 962 monkey Quasits formed the foundation of this new Bloodline Origin. As long as they did not reproduce, they could withdraw their True Name Imprints at any time and cause other bloodlines of the same origin to sense it.

"What a pity! The Abyssal Will is the true source. If only this were a genuine, complete racial Bloodline Origin!"

Yin Ming sighed. A true racial Bloodline Origin was priceless. It would certainly contain the core runes of the Eight-Nine Mystical Art and the Nourishing Body Tempering Chapter, because the Eight-Nine Mystical Art had been created based on the innate demon gods of ancient times, those races that had once dominated the world.

However, a weak Transcendent race like Quasits, whose limit was only the First Ring, could never hold its own Bloodline Origin.

Just like in ancient times: the Bloodline Origin of scaled creatures lay in the hands of dragons; that of flying creatures lay in the hands of phoenixes; that of beasts lay in the hands of qilins.

This could at most be considered a secondary Bloodline Origin, and it was only a newly formed branch Bloodline Origin at that. After several generations of reproduction, it would be completely assimilated, becoming an impurity that contaminated the Quasit race's bloodline.

"Another thing that can't be stored in the gourd. Perhaps I should buy a spatial wizard item!"

Yin Ming tossed the Bloodline Origin Crystal into the sack, feeling an unprecedented ache in his heart. A fragment of the Eight-Nine Mystical Art was so close, yet so far away.

Seeing Yin Ming look as though he wanted to vent his frustration but had nowhere to direct it, Red One feared that he might smash the Soulstones in passing. He hurriedly interrupted, "Lord Wizard, can we head to the Abyss now..."

"Ahem... no rush."

Once he nurtured a fourth External Core, he could use this Bloodline Origin to brew Quasit Bloodline Potion 2.0 and condense the 'pseudo' dharma image of the monkey Quasit progenitor.

Every monkey Quasit in this batch was wealth. They could no longer be treated as idle pieces and casually thrown into the Abyss. Besides, the Quasits transformed from monkeys were not very intelligent. How were they supposed to survive in the dangerous, treacherous Abyss? They needed at least some training to improve their chances of survival.

"Before heading to the Abyss, there are still a few small matters we need to confirm." Yin Ming coughed twice, then asked, "If you are unfortunately captured in the Abyss by a high-ranking demon who threatens your lives and forces you to offer up your souls, what will you do?"

"Lord Wizard, demons cannot offer up two souls. Our Soulstones are with you, so naturally we would rather die than submit," Gray Two replied irritably.

Slap...

"Can't you draw a Soul Rune to manifest a soul phantom, then refrain from splitting your souls? How many demons in the Abyss can tell at a glance whether a Soulstone contains a soul or not?"

"Besides, you can use offering up your souls as a condition and demand that those demon lords pay Soul Crystals."

"Ten thousand Soul Crystals—do you plan to rely on finding mines and digging them? By the time you manage that, it'll be the year of the monkey!" Yin Ming said, furious at their failure to meet expectations.

Red Nose: "..."

The monkey Quasits: "..."

I always felt that, as deceitful demons, something seemed to be missing from our inheritance memories?