"Red Eighteen!!"
Yin Ming took out another Soulstone and infused it with a thread of magic power to stimulate the split soul.
Once, twice, three times...
Near Bonewood Tower, a Quasit suddenly twisted in pain, clutching its head as all strength instantly drained from its body and it collapsed to the ground.
Pain!
It hurt so much!
And three whole times?
That wizard truly did not have the slightest bit of mercy. Couldn't they have traded at Bonewood Tower? Why did he insist on going to the Maple Spirit Ancient Tree?
After a long while, Red Eighteen calmed its spasming muscles, forced itself to its feet, and sprinted madly toward the Maple Spirit Ancient Tree.
"Found you!"
Yin Ming stood guard outside Bonewood Tower, at the entrance leading to the Maple Spirit Ancient Tree. Before long, he saw a Monkey Quasit in a leather skirt hurrying away.
He silently followed behind it.
He discovered that five other Monkey Quasits were following Red Eighteen. They were clearly from the same batch of Monkey Quasits. Other than them, no one else was following.
No surprises. These should be the Quasits who defected from the War Demon. As long as there are enough of them, even if the price for selling themselves is low, they can still gather ten thousand Soul Crystals.
Sticking together?
Quasits could actually stick together?
If the true Ancestor of Quasits saw this, it would probably weep tears of joy!!
Sure enough, as long as the pressure was great enough, even going against the Quasit Clan's nature was not something they could not accept.
Yin Ming was not walking quickly, and before long, the Monkey Quasits left him behind.
But there was no need to rush. He only needed to take out the Soulstone and infuse another thread of