"Little Liao, only if you pass my trial will I let you leave," Duge corrected.
"How can I trust you?" Liao Jiulong asked through gritted teeth.
He struggled with all his might but couldn’t break free from the restraints of the Dark God Power; he couldn’t even see his opponent’s face, and deep inside, his heart was already in chaos.
His strength ranked mid-level among the second-generation disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain, yet even he was effortlessly controlled by this Demon Head, unable to resist.
The other senior brothers would just be walking into a trap if they came; only a Golden Core True Man could deal with this Demon Head. Liao Jiulong felt he should stay alive to return and report the information about the Demon Head back to Dragon Tiger Mountain.
"You can take a gamble," Duge said with a smile.
The outside world had no idea what was happening here.
The Dark God Power merged seamlessly with the night, forming three perfectly sealed small dark rooms, isolating Liao Jiulong and his two disciples from each other.
Nobody could touch anyone; nobody could sense anyone.
Duge could easily control the Dark God Power, disorienting the three people trapped in the small dark rooms.
The three of them, controlled by the Dark God Power, running and jumping, were in reality just treading in place under Duge’s control. Even the one struggling the most, Liao Jiulong, was now upside down without realizing it.
Like the Sea God’s Power, controlling the Dark God Power was also an instinct for Duge; he didn’t need to do anything deliberate. With just a thought, he could perfectly control the Dark God Power.
Moreover, the night was to Dark God Power what the ocean was to the Sea God’s Power.
The Divine Power was replenished continuously, dealing with the three individuals, Liao Jiulong included, with hardly any sense of consumption.
Looking at the dazed Liao Jiulong, Duge controlled the Dark God Power and drew his flying sword to his side; ordinary steel blades were inadequate against Qi Refiners, and he needed a suitable weapon.
As he drew the flying sword closer, Duge reached for the hilt, but as soon as his hand touched the flying sword, it vibrated violently, as if alive, trying to break free from his grasp.
A life-bound flying sword, or a Magical Treasure with an owner?
Considering the two ways of controlling Magical Treasures known in the Cultivation World, Duge chuckled, attempting to channel the Dark God Power into the flying sword.
When the Dark God Power infiltrated the flying sword, it met with some resistance at first, but soon, the sword’s resistance, when it encountered the Dark God Power, melted away, retreating step by step.
In no time at all, Duge suppressed the flying sword’s resistance and easily took control of it.
"What... what have you done?" The connection with his flying sword severed, Liao Jiulong lost his composure, asking in horror.
"Nothing much, just checking the quality of your flying sword," Duge played with the sword in his hand, feeling the operation of the Dark God Power within it, and asked, "Little Liao, how about it? Will you take part in my trial? My patience is limited, I can’t keep this up indefinitely."
Easily severing his connection with the flying sword, the Demon Head was unmistakably a Golden Core True Man. Reaffirming Duge’s cultivation level, Liao Jiulong sighed inwardly, "Fine, I accept your trial. Tell me, what is the trial about?"
"The three of you, master and disciples, must each recite the cultivation techniques of Dragon Tiger Mountain," Duge said with a smile, "If all three match, you all can leave; if two match, the one who didn’t can leave; if none match, all three of you stay and become the main souls for my Soul Suppressing Vase... How do you like this game’s rules?"
"You old thief, you covet the cultivation techniques of Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Liao Jiulong snapped to realization and accused angrily.
"Little Liao, that’s not quite right," Duge laughed, "With my own cultivation techniques cultivated to such profound levels, even if I acquired Dragon Tiger Mountain’s techniques, could I possibly switch to practicing them? This is just a game.
Didn’t you hear the second option I gave you?
Two match, one doesn’t, the one who doesn’t can leave. Little Liao, the techniques your two disciples possess surely aren’t as profound as yours. If you trust your disciples, you can make up anything, and I would still let you go...
Go back, bring back reinforcements, and eliminate me, removing the risks of your techniques being disclosed. The premise is that you trust your two disciples to describe the techniques consistently. Then, you’d emerge unscathed, with the blame of leaking techniques falling on your two deceased disciples. You’d still be the hero who eliminated the Demon Head. Why not enjoy such a perfect game?"
Tirelessly Ruinous skill quietly activated, Liao Jiulong swallowed hard, "How can I trust you? I have no idea what they will say, and in the end, it’s still your word against mine."
"There are two ways to solve this problem," Duge suggested, "One is you believe I will absolutely adhere to the game’s rules; the other is we can find some witnesses. There’s the County Magistrate of Fan City, and there are people from all over, we can randomly pick ten from them to act as judges, and let them announce the results."
Duge laughed, "Afterwards, if you win the game, those ten witnesses can also be at your disposal. You can kill them if you want to prevent the leakage of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s techniques, how about that?"
"That’s not acceptable," Liao Jiulong blurted out indignantly, "You Demon Head, if I killed ten ordinary people for no reason, I would surely be haunted by a Heart Demon in the future..."
"Cough!" Duge coughed lightly, interrupting him, "Little Liao, I only said they would be at your disposal, I didn’t say you had to kill them."