Song Qingwen's words seem to mean something else.

As if aware of it, behind this clown who seems to be the ruler of the castle, there are people who are manipulating everything.

So he's tempting.

Ke Xiaoliang did not panic at all.

Because his real game has just begun, but at the same time as it began, it has already ended.

From Owen at the door, 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 just illusions.

Just like a magician's flower-wearing hand, all the bells and whistles are just to make the last move without a trace.

When I saw the 'miracle', it had already fallen into the game.

The contract... Song Qingwen debunked the 'naïve' deception.

So what?

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

If he is moved, he loses.

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

He is the creator of the world, 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, what does it matter?

"My esteemed Master! You choose to stay, to be the master of this castle, to manipulate the fate of others, to manipulate the hearts of others, to become my 'shepherd'. Or do you 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.

Opposite Ke Xiaoliang, a righteous path 'male disciple' who was in charge of sweeping and sprinkling almost didn't hold the garbage basket in his hand with a shake of his hand.

This male disciple of the righteous path is ostensibly male, but in fact his gender is female.

That's tangled enough.

Being in the Demon Cave, he has been exposed to the perversion and horror of the Demon Sect monks since he was a child, and now he is in the same room with a 'little devil', and his temporary male identity sometimes makes him (her) feel at ease, and sometimes makes her feel even more insecure.

After such repetition, seeing Ke Xiaoliang's sudden evil smile, the whole person was not good.

Song Qingwen was hesitating as Ke Xiaoliang expected.

The trap in the contract has been dismantled by him.

With a 'self-recognized' preciousness, you can exchange this magical castle.

It seems to be a good deal.

Even if it's fake, the loss is not huge.

Song Qingwen turned his gaze to the clown.

"If so, 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 myself am actually very weak. When I can't stop you from moving forward by all means, isn't 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 by you, and you have dismantled me! I'm just a clown!"

With that, the clown pushed open the window of the room and jumped on the windowsill.

"I've seen your methods, and they're cruel and cruel. ”

"I want to die decently. The clown said.

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

The clown didn't answer, but jumped out of the window and fell under the castle.

Song Qingwen chased to the window.

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

The clown committed suicide as fake, took the opportunity to sneak attack, and the last fight was true.

Song Qingwen exhaled a depressed breath, and that breath turned into a dexterous knife under the control of the wind control energy.

Between the dance of the wind knife, the crows that the clowns turned into were all cut down.

The badly injured Joker falls under the castle and flees in disarray.

The shadows that had shrouded the castle dissipated.

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

At the same time, he took out a Bible and put it on the deed book as a price for himself.

The covenant and the Bible disappeared at the same time.

Instead, a transparent crystal ball landed on the desk.

Inside the crystal ball, there is a miniature castle.

Reaching out and touching the crystal ball, Song Qingwen obtained the permission of the castle, and at the same time received the corresponding feedback.

"Transforming the castle in exchange for enough sacrifices?"

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

"So, that's why this castle must be open to the public, and use various methods to make people surrender their souls?" Song Qingwen felt a little disappointed, but he knew that this was a matter of course.

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

This is a principle that all practitioners should understand after a certain level.

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

Those bells and whistles and messy things were all banned by Song Qingwen.

Instead, some magical powers, spells, and spells, whether true or false, mutilated, or comprehensive, were imprinted all over the castle.

And in each place, there is a corresponding 'gatekeeper'.

"For simple needs, you should make a simple layout and highlight the theme. ”

"These tricks, supernatural powers, and spells of mine are all fragments that I have collected from all sides over the years. For me, it's really useless, but for those disciples who are still at the bottom of their cultivation, it's a great temptation. With these temptations, they knew that there was fraud in this castle, and they were reluctant to leave. ”

"And this world... Or soon, there will be more cultivator blowouts. More monks of the two realms of righteousness and demons will enter here. ”

"Harvest them, and my Large Particle Collider will fall. Song Qingwen continued to decorate the castle, and before he knew it, he had already entered the role.

Looking at Song Qingwen, who had already begun to successfully take up his post, Ke Xiaoliang smiled with satisfaction.

Song Qingwen wanted to use him as a tool.

Then he, who is a disciple, of course, has learned a lot, so let's give back first.

Simply using the world background setting to harvest magic values is indeed easy to fall into a burnout period. Even if the main line is constantly unfolding, it will no longer be amazing because you gradually get used to the setting.

But with a special 'dungeon' embellishment like the Perfect Castle, it is always fresh and seductive to the monks.

In short... In this wave, Ke Xiaoliang earned blood.

Count the magic points you have in hand.

Ke Xiaoliang pinched his fingers, and calculated quickly... His Huzhong Realm will usher in a large number of new cultivators to enter.

After all, trapped in the ruins of the city outside the previous castle and unable to escape, a large number of Demon Sect disciples chose to quit the world.

And when they withdrew from the world, each of them received between five and ten blood talismans as a 'consolation prize'.

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

Form a cycle.

"And then there's the right path... I'm already very biased, but the early weakness of the righteous path monk in the Huzhong realm is difficult to reverse. It's up to them to work hard... Of course, a certain degree of repression is in my interest. Because of the hatred and dissatisfaction with the Demon Sect, it will also make the righteous path monk overflow with demonic value all the time, which is used by me. Ke Xiaoliang laughed for the third time.

The righteous 'male disciple' who was pouting his ass and sweeping the floor was completely stupid by Ke Xiaoliang's 'perverted' smile.

I feel like I'm about to lose my virginity.

It is possible that before something is taken away by this Demon Sect disciple, something else is taken away in advance.