Su Mo remained silent for a mont before shaking his head.
"No need." His voice beca colder than before.
"Once I use my ability..."
He slowly raised his crimson eyes toward the captives.
"...their outco will already be worse than death."
The basent lights flickered faintly.
Then, Su Mo activated another newly acquired ability.
Demon Imprint.
This ability is capable of turning living beings into demonic servants.
Success ant absolute loyalty by changing their will.
Failure ant either death... Or sothing far worse.
The atmosphere instantly beca strange.
Within Su Mo’s crimson pupils, a horrifying symbol slowly erged.
An eight-horned skull. It had a dark, ancient aura, filled with ominous Yin energy.
Even Yang Qingxi unconsciously narrowed her eyes after sensing it.
Soon, the skull symbol floated out from Su Mo’s eyes.
Dark purple light illuminated the basent eerily. Then the symbol split apart into eight fragnts.
Each fragnt transford into a small floating mark before diving directly into the bodies of the eight captives.
Not a single one resisted.
Because at this mont, their minds were still trapped within Su Mo’s illusions.
Hypnosis suppressed their will, and illusions suppressed their consciousness.
With no ntal resistance, Demon Imprint’s success rate rose drastically.
Still, that did not guarantee success.
Because even if the mind submitted, the body itself might still reject the invading Yin energy.
Soon, the captives’ bodies began trembling violently.
Their veins darkened rapidly beneath the skin.
It was bulging and twisting. Almost like living worms crawling under flesh.
Su Mo quietly observed everything.
[As expected... ntal submission alone isn’t enough...]
[The body still instinctively resists foreign Yin energy.]
The scene gradually beca more disturbing.
So captives cald down slowly. Others’ situations worsened rapidly.
After several minutes, Three, Five, Six, Eight, and Ten gradually stabilised.
The violent Yin energy within their bodies slowly settled down.
Yes, it was a success.
anwhile, Number Four. Number Seven. And Number Nine—Their conditions beca increasingly horrifying.
Their resistance intensified instead of weakening.
The surrounding temperature near them dropped abnormally fast.
Cold mist even began forming around their bodies.
Then, their skin began lting.
Yes, literally lting!
Yang Qingxi’s pupils shrank slightly.
Chunks of flesh dripped downward like softened wax.
Beneath the destroyed skin, exposed muscle and tissue beca visible.
Except that the flesh was not reddish. It carried an eerie purplish-blue colour instead.
The scene beca nauseatingly grotesque.
Su Mo felt his illusions shatter violently.
The three failed subjects suddenly opened their eyes.
However, there was no rationality left within them anymore. Only madness and pure killing instinct.
ROAR!!
The basent trembled under their monstrous screams.
Because Su Mo stood closest, the three mindless monsters instantly lunged toward him despite being chained.
The chains creaked violently.
For a brief mont, it genuinely looked as if they might break free with their powerful strength.
Yet Su Mo remained completely calm.
"Stand down."
The mont those words left his mouth, the iron chains suddenly moved like living snakes.
The chains wrapped around those monsters even tighter. Then sothing even stranger happened.
The tal deford. The solid iron transford into flowing tallic liquid before covering the monsters completely.
Finally, the liquid solidified again.
The three monsters beca completely restrained. Unable to move even slightly.
Yang Qingxi stared at this scene in shock. Her beautiful eyes flickered intensely.
After Su Mo entered the Golden Core Stage... His abilities had undergone a terrifying leap in quality.
Not only strength. Even the control too.
The way he manipulated tal just now looked effortless and natural.
Almost instinctive. As if that special technique was just part of him.
For a second, Yang Qingxi felt slightly complicated inwardly.
Yes, she felt proud and excited.
But also sowhat disappointed.
Because the gap between them was becoming larger and larger. If she can’t keep up, would he leave soday? After all, both of them knew all too well that the employnt contract Su Mo signed held no aning.
He can leave her any day he is tired of living with her or finds her requests botherso. This thought had been pressing on her mind for a long while.
anwhile, Su Mo remained completely unaware of Miss Yang’s complicated emotions.
At this mont, he was already quite satisfied.
Five successful servants out of eight attempts.
It was much better than expected.
As for the three failed monsters...
Although studying them sounded tempting, this basent was not a suitable place to keep such dangerous things.
Especially since he might soon leave Jiangnan City temporarily to search for the White Moon Sect.
There was no need to leave such unstable monsters behind.
Su Mo turned toward his pet nearby.
"Little Goldie."
The giant golden beetle imdiately perked up, hearing his owner’s call.
"It’s your turn." Su Mo smiled faintly.
"Use the gift I gave you. Kill them and beco stronger."
Little Goldie instantly beca energetic.
Under Yang Qingxi’s curious gaze, the giant beetle rushed toward the restrained monsters excitedly.
Then, its sharp horn pierced directly through one monster’s chest.
Puchi!
Dark blood splattered everywhere.
Yang Qingxi initially looked confused.
Gift? Where’s the gift?
Her eyes suddenly focused on Little Goldie’s horn.
A tallic silver sheen covered its surface faintly.
Seeing that, her expression changed instantly.
"...Wait! You coated its horn?"
"Yeah, and it’s not so ordinary tal." Su Mo nodded casually, then smiled slightly. "Rember the silver teorite."
Yang Qingxi’s eyes widened slightly. "The one we took from Wu Chaochang?!"
"Yep! That one." Su Mon affird.
For a mont, even she beca speechless.
That precious material coveted by two destined protagonists...
Su Mo actually used it on his pet?
anwhile, Little Goldie happily continued stabbing the monsters repeatedly.
Puchi!
Puchi!
Puchi!
Especially Number Four, whose mutated body possessed greater toughness because of his strength.
Little Goldie had to pierce him several extra tis before finally killing him completely.
As blood seeped across the silver-coated horn, strange fluctuations erged.
The silver teorite absorbed the energy within the monsters’ bodies by eating blood before feeding it back into Little Goldie.
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