Chapter 88 The choice has been lost

  Song Qingwen's words seem to mean something else.

  It seems to be aware that behind this clown who looks like the ruler of the castle, there are still people manipulating everything.

   So he is probing.

  Ke Xiaoliang did not panic at all.

  Because his real game had only just begun, but at the same time it started, it was already over.

  From Owen at the entrance, to the music hall on the second floor, the casino on the third floor, and the swimming gym on the fourth floor...these experiences are all just illusions.

  It's like a magician's hand piercing, all the fancy movements are just to facilitate the last move without any trace.

  When you see the 'miracle', you have already fallen into the game.

  That contract... Song Qingwen exposed the 'childish' deception in it.

   So what?

  He picked up the contract, and his heart was moved.

  He loses if his heart beats.

  Ke Xiaoliang is not an ordinary person in this world, not an ordinary demon cultivator.

  He is the creator of the world, and he is in charge of everything.

  His gaze is naturally high enough and far enough.

  Even if he is not as experienced and well-informed as Song Qingwen, so what?

"My respected master! This time... you choose to stay, become the master of this castle, manipulate other people's fate, manipulate other people's hearts, and become my 'shepherd'. Or give up with regret? Give up such a big temptation, and then never forget it in your heart?" Ke Xiaoliang sat in the cave, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

  Across from Ke Xiaoliang, a "male disciple" of the orthodox path who was in charge of sweeping and sanitation almost lost his grip on the trash can with a trembling hand.

  This righteous male disciple appears to be male, but actually female.

   This is already tangled enough.

Living in the devil's lair, I have been exposed to the abnormality and horror of the monks of the devil since childhood. Now I am in the same room with a "little devil". The temporary male identity sometimes makes him (her) feel at ease, and sometimes makes him (her) feel at ease. She felt even more insecure.

   After repeating this, seeing Ke Xiaoliang's sudden evil smile made him feel bad.

  Song Qingwen is hesitating as Ke Xiaoliang expected.

  The trap in the contract has been dismantled by him.

   This magical castle can be exchanged for a "self-confessed" precious thing.

   Seems like a good deal.

  Even if it is fake, the loss is not too big.

  Song Qingwen turned his attention to the clown.

   "If this place belongs to you, then why are you willing to give it to me?" Song Qingwen asked the clown.

The clown said: "My strength comes from this castle, and I am actually very weak. When I tried my best and couldn't stop you from advancing, the only thing I can do is to surrender to you and admit defeat to you." ?”

   "What's more...my last move has been seen clearly by you and disintegrated by you! I'm just a clown!"

   Saying that, the clown pushed open the window of the room, and then jumped onto the windowsill.

   "I have seen your methods, they are cruel and cruel."

   "I want to die decently." The clown said.

  Song Qingwen said: "As a pure black messenger... Is that all you have?"

  The clown didn't answer, but happily jumped out of the window, and his body fell towards the bottom of the castle.

  Song Qingwen chased to the window.

   Suddenly a group of crows flew up and pecked at his eyes.

  The clown's suicide is fake, he took the opportunity to attack, and the last fight is true.

  Song Qingwen breathed out a gloomy air, and under the control of the wind control ability, that air turned into a dexterous knife.

  While the wind knife was dancing, all the crows that the clown turned into were chopped off.

  The seriously injured clown fell under the castle and fled in embarrassment.

   The shadows that shrouded the castle dissipated.

  Song Qingwen hesitated slightly, picked up the contract, and wrote down the temporary name in this gourd realm on the contract.

  At the same time, he took out a Bible and put it on the contract as the price he paid.

  The contract book and the Bible disappeared at the same time.

   Instead, a transparent crystal ball just fell on the desk.

  In the crystal ball, there is a miniature castle.

   Reaching out to touch the crystal ball, Song Qingwen obtained the authority of the castle, and at the same time received corresponding feedback.

   "To transform the castle, do you need enough sacrifices in exchange?"

   "And the best sacrifice is the product of human soul?"

   "So, that's why this castle has to be made public and use various methods to get people to hand over their souls?" Song Qingwen felt a little disappointed, but knew it was a matter of course.

  Most things in this world follow the principle of equivalent exchange.

  This is the truth that practitioners should understand after reaching a certain level.

"In this way, my disciples of the Demon Sect... can't just let it go. It's not enough to kill them, but it's okay to use them as some simple sacrifices. After all, if you want to build a castle in the castle, A qualified laboratory also needs a lot of soul sacrifices." Thinking of this, Song Qingwen began to mobilize authority and change the settings in the castle.

   Those gaudy and messy things were all banned by Song Qingwen.

   Instead, there are some true or false, or incomplete, or comprehensive supernatural powers, spells, and methods, which are branded everywhere in the castle.

   And each place has a corresponding 'gatekeeper'.

   "Simple needs, you should make a simple layout to highlight the theme."

"My formulas, supernatural powers, and spells are all fragments collected from various sources over the years. To me, they are useless, but to those disciples who are still at the bottom of their cultivation, they are a great temptation. With these temptations here, even if they know that there are frauds in this castle, they are reluctant to leave."

   "And this world...or in the near future, there will be an explosion of more practitioners. More orthodox and demon monks will enter here."

   "Harvest them, and my large particle collider will be available." Song Qingwen continued to arrange the castle, and he had already entered the role before he knew it.

  Looking at Song Qingwen who has already started to work successfully, Ke Xiaoliang smiled with satisfaction.

  Song Qingwen wanted to use him as a tool.

   As a disciple, of course he has learned something, so let's give back first.

  It is indeed easy to fall into a burnout period simply by using the world background setting to harvest magic points. Even if you continue to slowly unfold the main line, you will no longer be amazing because you gradually get used to the setting.

  But with the special "dungeon" embellishment such as the perfect castle, it can always guarantee its freshness and temptation to those monks.

  In short... this wave, Ke Xiaoliang made money.

   Counting the magic value on hand.

  Ke Xiaoliang pinched his fingers, and calculated that soon...his gourd world will welcome a large number of new practitioners to enter.

   After all, trapped in the ruins of the city outside the previous castle and unable to escape, a large number of Mozong disciples chose to withdraw from the world.

   And when they quit the world, as a 'consolation prize', each of them got another five to ten blood symbols.

  These blood symbols will flow into the Demon Sect again, causing more disciples in the Demon Sect to return.

   forms a loop.

"The other thing is the Righteous Way... I am already very partial to the side, but the early weakness of the Righteous Way monks in the Huzhong Realm is difficult to reverse. It depends on their own efforts... Of course, a certain degree of suppression is It is in my interest. Because the hatred and dissatisfaction with the Demon Sect will also make the Righteous monks overflow their Demonic Points all the time and use them for me." Ke Xiaoliang smiled for the third time.

  The "male disciple" of the righteous way who was sweeping the floor with his **** pouted was completely taken aback by Ke Xiaoliang's "perverted" smile.

  Feeling that I am about to lose my virginity.

  Maybe before something was taken away by this demon sect disciple, something else was taken away in advance.

  (end of this chapter)