Chen Zhao stared at the mountain of food.
"Obitos needs to strengthen his bloodline, so he needs to eat some special food."
"Is it useful for other dragons?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Do any of your friends in the human world have dragon bloodline?"
"Yes, they have fire dragon bloodline too."
"No." Zofee shook his head. Zofee shook his head. "These things are poisonous to others. Without a strong enough bloodline, you can't eat them. Obitos is my and Orris's son. He has both our bloodlines, especially the Glutton bloodline. It can resist all poisons, so he has a strong enough resistance." Zofee shook his head. Zofee shook his head. "That's right, Zofee, Zofee.
"So, your bloodline is dominant?"
"Yes."
Chen Zhao had heard from Beelzebub that Gluttons couldn't be poisoned.
They could devour everything.
Chen Zhao had thought that he could help Gaia and get some of this strengthening food.
Now, it seemed that this idea was impossible to realize.
Just then, Jessica came to Chen Zhao with a group of Banshees.
Chen Zhao suddenly saw a familiar face.
Jessie! Jessie saw Chen Zhao too.
"Chen … Mr. Chen … Why are you here?"
"Shut up." Jessica glared at Jessie. "You have to show enough respect to the living Lord. You have to call him Lord."
Jessie's face was pale. Chen Zhao could tell that she hadn't been having a good time recently.
"Living Lord, do you know this soul?"
"Yes, sort of." Chen Zhao nodded.
"Should I give her to you?"
"No," Chen Zhao said calmly. "I'm not that familiar with her."
This woman was truly a troublemaker.
Chen Zhao had already learned from Lisa about Jessie's stupid behavior.
She only had herself to blame for being in such a situation.
Hearing Chen Zhao's words, Jessie was even more disappointed.
She'd thought that Chen Zhao would help her out.
Unfortunately, Chen Zhao wasn't that kind.
Of course, Chen Zhao didn't plan to kick her when she was down.
"Jessica, why is she here?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"I bought her from a soul merchant," Jessica said. "I plan to turn her into a new Banshee."
Chen Zhao recalled that Pamela had also tried to turn into a Banshee, but she hadn't succeeded.
"Jessica, how do we transform a banshee?"
Jessica looked at him and said, "Living Lord, are you going to rear a banshee?"
"No, I have a subordinate who has always wanted to transform into a banshee, but failed."
"In order to transform into a banshee, I first need a large amount of pure soul shards. I need to let my spirit body absorb the power of the soul shards, and then soak myself in Withered Leaf Flower for thirteen days …"
The process of transforming into a banshee was very complicated. Jessica's explanation was very detailed, but Chen Zhao only understood a little.
"Jessica, write me a report of the process."
"Yes, Living Lord."
"If there are any special materials that can only be found in the Infernal Realm, mark them down. It would be best if you can prepare a few portions for me."
"Do you need a way to control the banshee?"
"My men are loyal enough to me. I don't really need them."
Chen Zhao didn't really want to use this method to control Pamela.
"Living Lord, how many demonesses do you want to transform?"
"The transformation process sounds very complicated. I don't plan on making many."
"Living Lord, if you have enough spirit subordinates, you can consider transforming one into a Shrieking Banshee, like me. Then, you can transform some regular banshees."
"Transform into something like you? Are you sure you can transform them directly? "
"Living Lord, even Shrieking Banshees have different levels of power. I'm already 1,200 years old, so the Shrieking Banshees you just transformed can't reach my level."
Jessica was a mid-level demon. Regular spirits couldn't compare to her.
Of course, she didn't have physical attacks, but her soul attacks were probably at the same level as Blackie's.
"Okay, then we'll do as you say."
"I'll give you the specific transformation process. If there's anything you don't understand, you can summon me. After all, you have my demonic ritual implement."
"Okay."
After Chen Zhao received the Banshee transformation process that Jessica had copied for him, it was time. He left the Infernal Realm and returned to the human world.
…
On the second day, Chen Zhao went to the headquarters of the Association.
"One of you, call Pamela over."
A while later, Pamela arrived before Chen Zhao.
"President, you're looking for me?"
"This is for you." Chen Zhao handed a magic scroll to Pamela.
"This is?"
"Haven't you been trying to transform into a Banshee? This is the specific process. Take a look and ask West for the materials you need. If West doesn't have them, tell me."
Pamela was shocked. "Shrieking Banshee?"
"Yes, a high-level Banshee," Chen Zhao said. "There shouldn't be a problem with the process. I got it from another high-level Shrieking Banshee."
"There are real Shrieking Banshees in the world?"
"You don't have to worry about that. Hurry up and increase your power. After all, you're the backbone of the Supernatural Organization, but your presence has always been weak. You can't even use the Tower of Trials. Also, choose some obedient female evil spirits and transform them into regular Banshees."
"Yes, President."
"I'll give you the method to control Banshees, but don't cause any trouble."
Pamela didn't dare to do anything before Chen Zhao.
In her opinion, Chen Zhao could turn her into a Shrieking Banshee and also give her the method to control them without reservation.
This meant that Chen Zhao had a better way to control them.
Pamela originally thought that Banshees couldn't be killed.
But now, she didn't think so.
Chen Zhao had killed many monsters. For example, Demon King Abaddon.
He was the messenger of plagues and diseases. He was many levels higher than Banshees.
But Chen Zhao still killed him just like that.
Chen Zhao could probably kill a mere Banshee if he wanted to.
"Oh, West, how's the magic potion going?"
"I've gathered most of the materials. Now, I just need the bones of magical creatures."
Chen Zhao took out the bones of a magical creature. This skeleton might've been more powerful than Chen Zhao when it was alive.
Even though it was just a skeleton, it still gave off a chilling aura.
"Oh, President, Halise seems a bit off these two days when you weren't here."
"What happened to her? Is she sick? "
"Not sick," West said. "She seems to be affected by Nocimarra's Awl. Ever since she used it, she's been having nightmares. She seems to be haunted by something."
After all, they were spiritualists, so they knew that certain things existed.
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