Duge pondered the cultivation technique and fell into silence.
The third layer stopped at the Golden Core, obviously, Du Ziming and Liu Ziyun only had this much of the mental method, and since Liao Jiulong knew the progress of the two disciples, he certainly wouldn’t say another word.
But Liao Jiulong’s cultivation level was far above that of the two disciples, so he must have subsequent cultivation techniques.
He still needed to find a way to trick the later cultivation techniques out, otherwise, with just the three levels of cultivation techniques, he wouldn’t even be able to reach the Golden Core, and he wouldn’t be able to have any fun in the future!
...
"Little Liao, congratulations, you have passed the test of this game," Duge said, gently clapping his hands, "I have to say, the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain really have impressed me."
"So, we can leave now?" Liao Jiulong’s face showed joy.
"Of course," Duge said, "Little Liao, after you return to Dragon Tiger Mountain, you’ll gather people to deal with me, right?"
"..." Liao Jiulong fell silent.
"Can you tell me what consequences there are for revealing the cultivation techniques of Dragon Tiger Mountain in order to survive? I think the consequences must be very severe," Duge asked with a smile, "Three people encounter a Demon Head and almost return to Dragon Tiger Mountain without a single injury, just because they played a game and were let go. Do you think the people of Dragon Tiger Mountain will believe such a frivolous matter?"
"..." Liao Jiulong’s breathing hitched, his brow throbbed violently a few times, "You..."
"Little Liao, actually, apart from you three, no one else knows what happened here." Duge’s Tirelessly Ruinous skill subtly activated, "Your two disciples are no match for you. If they don’t make it back, then no one in the world would know about the events at Dragon Willow Villa. By the time you bring people back here, I would have already left.
Encountered a Golden Core Demon Cultivator, the three of you were no match, the two disciples were unfortunately harmed by the Demon Cultivator, and you fled back to Dragon Tiger Mountain with severe injuries to seek help. I think this is a more convincing story."
"Shut up, stop talking, even at the risk of being punished by my master, I will not do those shameless things you mentioned," Liao Jiulong angrily interrupted Duge, his voice cold, "Since we’ve passed the test, please keep your promise and let us leave."
"Just talking, why are you getting anxious?" Duge chuckled, "You also know that I like to play with people’s hearts. I was just offering you a more reasonable suggestion. You can stick to your own conscience, what are you getting angry about?"
"..." Liao Jiulong said gravely, bowing with fist in hand, "Please keep your promise, senior."
"Just a moment ago you called me Demon Head, but now that you can live, you change to senior. Daoist Brother Liao’s mind sure is nimble!" Duge snickered, in a teasing manner.
With that remark, Liao Jiulong’s face turned a bright red, and he froze on the spot, not knowing whether to call him Demon Head or senior.
"Alright, alright, I’ll stop teasing you. I’ll let you leave, and thank the three of you for bringing me a delightful evening," Duge laughed heartily, retracting the Dark God Power that trapped the others, and shrunk himself back into Liao Jiulong’s shadow.
"Master, did that Demon Head really let us leave?" Du Ziming held his flying sword, nervously looking around, his face full of disbelief, "I thought we were dead for sure, but I never expected that Demon Head to actually keep his word."
"Master, are you injured?" Liu Ziyun saw the fresh blood on Liao Jiulong’s chest and asked with concern.
"It’s nothing," Liao Jiulong waved his hand, looking around, unable to sense anything unusual, he sighed again, "Let’s go!"
"Where to?" Du Ziming asked.
"Back to Dragon Tiger Mountain," Liao Jiulong glared at him, said irritably, "To seek the master for exorcism."
"Master, what should we say when we return to Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Du Ziming asked, "Although we did it to save our lives, revealing the cultivation techniques is a grave crime, isn’t it?"
A grave crime?
The words of Duge, which were akin to the devil’s, surged back into Liao Jiulong’s mind. He looked at his two disciples and extended his hand towards Du Ziming: "Ziming, my flying sword was taken by the Demon Head, give me your flying sword. After we return to Dragon Tiger Mountain, I will personally confess my wrongs to the master."
Du Ziming handed over the flying sword to his master without any suspicion.
Liao Jiulong turned his head, took another glance at the corpse-strewn Dragon Willow Villa, and said to Liu Ziyun, "Ziyun, your Escape Light is too slow, the affair of Dragon Willow Villa is of great importance, we cannot delay. I will take you with me!"
"Alright," Liu Ziyun also packed away his flying sword.
Liao Jiulong took a deep breath, formed a sword sign with his hands, and with his two disciples, turned into Escape Light that shot up into the sky, heading straight east.
Liao Jiulong turned into Escape Light, flinging Duge out. But he did not hesitate, manipulated the Dark God Power, and followed beneath Liao Jiulong’s Escape Light. The speed of the Dark God Power was even faster than the Escape Light.
He was convinced.
Under the influence of the skill, Liao Jiulong would attack the two disciples.
Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, and he felt obligated to save those two innocent young men.