I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1093 - 574: Using Heart Demon Dao Soldiers as Bait to Fish for Ghost Hunters_2

If you want to fish, the premise is that you need bait, and the Heart Demon Dao Soldiers can serve as the hook. However, the Ghost Hunters are after the souls of the strong, not the strong themselves. There is a difference between the two.

As long as there is no soul born, even the most potent Ghost Hunters will ignore it.

The Heart Demon Dao Soldiers are essentially composed of Heart Demons and a series of derivatives, originating from Gu Shanhai.

So, when it comes to souls, there might be some alternative emotions, but nothing more beyond that.

Gu Shanhai cannot be certain whether the Heart Demon Dao Soldiers have souls.

There are plenty of species without souls, like intelligent machines, AI, or certain silicon-based life forms. In the myriad worlds of the multiverse, there are all kinds of oddities.

After all, there are spiritual bodies without flesh, so why can't there be flesh without a soul?

"However, even if there is no soul, it doesn't matter. You can disguise it as a Heart Demon. Anyway, this thing looks much like a soul. If you don't look closely, you might think it was a Nascent Soul that went to Wakanda and came back corrupted."

Every Heart Demon Dao Soldier comes standard with a Heart Demon, added later by Gu Shanhai to enhance resurrection methods and to use the Heart Demon as external energy for absorption and casting spells, making it a versatile item.

"I just don't know if the Ghost Hunters will fall for it." Gu Shanhai had another worry.

Ghost Hunters have detection technology capable of identifying the strong, but this technology seems fraught with problems; otherwise, there wouldn't be any escapees.

"Well, let's try it first. After all, I'm just staying for a month. If I don't fish them out within a month, I'll go back."

Gu Shanhai wasn't about to demand the Ghost Hunters to show up immediately, nor would he linger indefinitely. He would set a time, and if they showed up, he'd capture them; if not, he'd head back to report.

After drafting a brief plan, he casually extracted a Heart Demon Dao Soldier (collector's edition Yellow Turban Warrior Skin) from his body.

Gu Shanhai had patched all Heart Demon Dao Soldiers with beautification, so now none of them looked terrifying and misshapen. They were dressed in Yellow Turban Warrior Skins, although there were differences among skins—collector's edition, classic edition, epic edition, and so on.

The difference lies in the special effects during battle.

Even the Yellow Turban Warrior Skins aren't foolproof; if the battle becomes too intense, the skins might shatter.

If a real fight breaks out, the skins indeed become a hindrance.

After all, not every Heart Demon Dao Soldier looks human; some would have their combat power restrained by the Yellow Turban Warrior Skin.

"Go, use this to gather supplies." Gu Shanhai casually tossed the space cluster device to the Heart Demon Dao Soldier, containing a large folded space for storing a vast amount of supplies and various equipment.

Since he was sending them to gather supplies, naturally, he provided them with the appropriate collection device. Otherwise, if they were to collect by hand, how much could they bring back? It'd be like bringing out a warehouse.

Actually, the large folded space already contains items like a miniature supercomputer, world detachment device, corresponding blueprints, and several construction materials. Sometimes the value of the supplies collected isn't even as great as what's already inside. However, in the eyes of the Elf Clan, the value of elves is the highest; otherwise, they wouldn't place these items inside.

The Heart Demon Dao Soldier received the space cluster device and turned to leave for work.

Gu Shanhai wasn't worried about the Ghost Hunters launching a sneak attack on the Heart Demon Dao Soldiers.

Because to launch a sneak attack, the premise is they must enter this world; otherwise, without even entering, how would they launch an attack?

Once the Ghost Hunters enter, Gu Shanhai would detect them immediately and strike promptly, pinning them down with a massive handprint.

Fishing—once the fish are hooked, why not reel them in?

"Find a cozy place to read." Gu Shanhai scanned around, finally choosing a spot to dig an underground base.

In the biting cold of winter, why stand outside blowing in the cold wind? Gu Shanhai wasn't foolish.

Not fearing the cold doesn't mean one must stand outside enduring the icy wind.

...

"You actually joined forces, despicable!"

A noble's expression was frantic and shocked; he never expected Ruben to join forces with the Jade Tree and offer all the nobles as gifts to the Jade Tree.

As for commoners and retainers? In the eyes of the nobility, these people weren't even considered human.

The human head fruits hanging on the Jade Tree swayed in the wind, intermittently accompanied by the melodious laughter of women.

Such laughter, usually deemed delightful by the nobles, now sounded like death's melody, driving him to retreat continuously.

"I remember you; you've expressed willingness to betray Ruben for a strong power multiple times. Now I'm here, and you don't even need to betray Ruben to gain power."

From the Jade Tree, voices of various women overlapped intricately, creating a sharper and more terrifying sound.

"No, don't come near me. I'm a noble; you can't treat me like this; noble blood flows through my veins."

"Ruben, act quickly, kill this monster!"

Facing the swarm of gigantic figures, the noble was close to collapse, as their salacious eyes and burly physiques suggested the ordeal he'd undergo wasn't pleasant.

Ruben only watched coldly without speaking.

Why should he help someone ready to betray him for power just because he's a noble?

He's killed countless nobles like this before.

Low intelligence doesn't mean he's incapable of discerning right from wrong.

"You have such wicked taste; why do you perform what's termed as ultimate humiliation to break their psychological defenses against these nobles every time?" Ruben turned away from the horrifying scene, somewhat puzzled. Clearly, he could kill directly, why add this extra step?

Torture doesn't bring much benefit.

"It's an instinct engraved in the body, just as you could stop breathing entirely now, yet you choose not to." The Jade Tree basked in the noble's wails, seemingly enjoying every moment.

"These big guys are hand-picked, evolved from instinct. They're my most satisfying creation; each action is a transcendent pleasure."

"Do you want to experience it?"

As these words were spoken, the Jade Tree's spirit turned evidently crazed, prompting Ruben to cautiously shuffle his steps.

"I'll pass, let you enjoy this yourself."

Inside, he cursed: 'Damn, this tree is a psycho; who stamps such things into their instincts?'

This thought wasn't manifested outwardly, but Ruben's face grew increasingly bleak.

An equally powerful being having such bizarre tastes made Ruben feel he shouldn't associate with them to avoid contamination.

"You can't understand this feeling; each ultimate insult births a potent force spurring my transformation piece by piece."

"Just a tiny bit more, I almost grasp the source of this strength."

"My chance to transform is within reach!"

At this moment, the Jade Tree's tone carried an obsessive conviction, foreboding, as Ruben sensed things were turning south. Was he mad from enjoyment?

Ruben believed the Jade Tree was a rational entity, at least displaying organized behavior beforehand. But now, it's apparent madness concealed beneath reason; as soon as a hobby arises, rationality is abandoned—greater than Ruben's own side effects.

Ruben subsequently recognized the King's bloodline's impact, though it's indelible, it doesn't affect his combat, so he lets it be.

Now reflecting, his influence pales compared to the Jade Tree's, for at least it's not an insanity spawned by peculiar tastes.