The Smitten Demoness

Gripping the small wooden puppet, Yang Ling was incredibly excited. The Soul Imprint branded deep within the head of the wooden puppet gave him a sense of familiarity. This doll felt as though it was a part of his body, a continuation of his life!

Life Graft!

After failing time and time again, Yang Ling had finally gained a preliminary understanding of this mysterious Soul Wizard Technique!

"Creating one of these is too troublesome; otherwise, I would like to have a few more!" Looking at the single puppet he had spent so much effort to create, then turning to his massive pile of failures, Yang Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly. He cautiously hid the amulet-like puppet.

He had originally wanted to equip every powerful Magical Beast with a wooden puppet to protect them. Now it looked like that wasn't going to be so easy!

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"Quick, quick, quick, split up and search, don't miss anything suspicious!"

"Mobilize the vanguard, now!"