Free Web NovelChapter 1238: Chapter 951: Something Definitely Went Wrong! (2)
"Of course we can!" Mentioning this, Chen Li said smugly, "The Faceless Pig Demon of Qihan Mountain is really something, his disguise techniques can fool most Demon Cultivators.
Aside from Buddhist Cultivators who have to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, other Cultivators don’t have that requirement, so lots of lovers will become Dual Cultivation partners.
But to become Dual Cultivation partners you have to report up to the Celestial Court and down to the Underworld, and even swear on your Daoxin, it’s all very serious and formal. Once you’re bound as partners, it’s basically locked in. Who can guarantee that after a few hundred years, a few thousand years, even ten thousand years, they still won’t change their heart?
Who dares guarantee they won’t get sick of looking at the same face day in, day out?
So any Cultivator who doesn’t see themselves as that devoted would rather stay single.
This is also one of the biggest reasons the Little Demonesses of the Hehuan Sect are so popular—Female Cultivators aside, men by nature are what they are, how many can willingly suppress their instincts and guard loneliness?
Especially here in Qihan Mountain, Righteous Cultivators won’t trek all the way here just to do closed-door cultivation; anyone who comes is here to have some fun.
Either for gambling, or for sex, or to swallow forbidden Elixirs for a thrill, or to lurk around using shady means to make money. You must’ve seen it yourself—once you enter Qihan Mountain, the whole vibe is loosen up, be bold, and look for pleasure!
Our little gambling setup may be crude, but we make up for it with pretty faces and safety, and most importantly, it’s cheap.
Play a round or two, even if you lose you don’t take a big hit. If someone really loses too much, we’ll find an excuse to ’keep them company.’ Naturally, there are some who wanna gamble another round while also thinking they can pick up a bargain, a free beauty to vent on, and they bite.
With the Mountain Master’s Array in place, most Demon Cultivators feel safe and sound, so they open up and play without a care.
As long as a Demon Cultivator bites, we take the chance to get them to drink the Soul-Losing Soup. In no time we can ship them out of Qihan Mountain, and once we’ve stockpiled enough, Peng Dahai personally escorts a batch out.
If we’re lucky, tricking three to five Demon Cultivators in a day is nothing; if we’re unlucky and it’s all old-timers of Qihan Mountain coming and going, we might not hook anyone. But walking away empty-handed is rare—snagging just one once in a while is still a profit."
Jiang Yuan kept pressing, "Aside from sect members and Incense Masters, what other positions are there in the Leisure Sect?"
The other man shook his head, totally blank, "No idea. My status is low and I joined not long ago. I only know that the highest our uplines get is Incense Master."
He figured the other party was asking so many details because he was tempted, his Heartbeat stirred and he wanted to join.
If he could make this guy his downline, with the Evil Technique strength this guy had, he’d definitely rise fast. By then, riding on his downline’s coattails, he’d surely snag an Incense Master post himself, no longer having to watch Peng Dahai’s face, or dress as a woman and sell smiles in Qihan Mountain!
"Daoist friend, join the Leisure Sect! Whatever else, at the very least you won’t have to worry about Thunder Tribulation Crossing. That one benefit alone is more than enough.
Think about it, there are so many Demon Cultivators under the sky, as long as you seize the opportunity, you can directly devour and Refining them. How fast do you think your strength will grow? Don’t forget, every time you advance a Realm, your Lifespan increases by hundreds or even thousands of years!"
Chen Li exhorted him earnestly, "It’s just that when you first join, there are some restrictions on the Cultivation Technique inheritance; you have to endure a period. But as long as you contribute enough, you’ll eventually learn the entire Cultivation Technique with no shackles at all. Becoming an Evil God by Ascension is just around the corner!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but chuckle, and shot back, "And after you Ascend and become a god? What’s your goal in becoming a god?"
"Naturally to be undying, indestructible, sharing Lifespan with heaven and earth!"
"That’s easy. I can grant that for you right now." He gave a faint smile, tapped to open the dungeon, and tossed Chen Li in. "Very soon you’ll be undying and indestructible. No need to thank me."
Flashing back into the tiny stone cave, Mist Dragon asked nervously, "Why were you gone so long this time? Did you run into trouble? If you did, I might still be able to think of a way to cover for you. This absolutely cannot be exposed!"
After all, this concerned his escape route; he had no desire to finally build a connection only for the guy to immediately become everyone’s target.
Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but laugh. "Relax, just put your heart back in your chest. I only spent some extra time on interrogation. By the way, have you heard of the Leisure Sect?"
"Mm, sounds familiar, probably heard of it over by the money pit. Ah, this Qihan Mountain is like some huge Ghost Market that can’t see the light of day. Demon Cultivators swarming in and out, easily over a hundred thousand, arguing and howling every day. I really haven’t paid that much attention."
Mist Dragon stretched and chuckled, "If you want intel, Qihan Mountain’s a great place. All sorts of private deals from north and south go down here, so of course news is also very Spiritual Communication. But information is a separate price."
"Oh? How do you want to trade?"
"Information for information! I’ll help you keep an eye out for Leisure Sect intel, and you help me poke around more about the Ancient Ten Great Sects. The Demon Cultivators of Qihan Mountain have a wide range of contacts, but when it comes to the Human Race Cultivators’ movements, they’re completely in the dark. I have to know myself and know the enemy to feel at ease."
"Deal." Jiang Yuan casually grabbed another one and threw him into the Seven-Layered Glazed Treasure Tower for interrogation.
Meanwhile, the old man Peng Dahai, who was guarding the gambling setup, was bored out of his mind, thinking, Why is there still no movement? No matter how good-looking that brat is, at most he can charm a few girls. It’s not like Chen Li and the other guys would also get bewitched and never come back or even fart once. Truly bizarre.
Ever since he had the brainwave to set up a Beauty Gambling Game, and got his downlines to tirelessly cultivate bewitchment arts, both money-making and abducting Demon Cultivators had gone smooth as silk.
But he’d never seen some big-shot with cash to burn wanting to gamble on ten girls in one go.
He took a couple more puffs, his right eyelid twitching nonstop, and for no reason he felt uneasy.
He hastily took out a Communication Stone to contact Chen Li, who had the highest Realm among them, but there was no reply for a long time; trying to contact the others also got nothing.
"Damn! Something’s definitely gone wrong!" He couldn’t figure out how a 10-on-1 could still screw up, but experience told him the priority was to run now and keep his own life!
Peng Dahai scooped up everything on hand and shoved it into his Storage Bag, clenching his pipe in his teeth as he jogged off, melting into the bustling crowd.
Stumbling and bumping his way in panic into the main base money pit, he finally felt somewhat safe, dove headfirst into a cramped little shop, and shut his eyes to review everything.
That kid was wearing a bronze mask, which could cover his aura, so he hadn’t been able to probe the guy’s Realm or identity.
He’d taken out five pieces of Immortal Jade at once, which in hindsight seemed like bait to tempt them into agreeing to the ten-girl bet.
The problem was, Chen Li and the others weren’t weak, and Qihan Mountain had Restrictions against fighting. If they realized something was off and took the initiative, even if the Array pinned them, it shouldn’t have stopped them from replying!
Could it be that all ten of them got knocked out by the guy at the same time?
Having drifted around Qihan Mountain for many years, Peng Dahai had summed up his experience from trafficking people—so long as the target didn’t sense any malice and willingly drank something like Soul-Losing Soup, then fell unconscious and got stuffed into a sack and carried out of Qihan Mountain, the Array would absolutely not be triggered.
Other than that, he’d never heard of any other way to bypass the Array to control Demon Cultivators.
Even if you used some method to knock a Demon Cultivator out, the Array would detect and suppress it; and the whole Qihan Mountain was a network of big and small caverns. Aside from the various shops, there were very few enclosed spaces, so scattering knockout powder wasn’t exactly practical.
Besides, there was no knockout drug that fast-acting, capable of taking down all his downlines at once, when they were already in it for profit and on high alert.
"Where the hell did it go wrong?" Peng Dahai racked his brains, but with his Communication Stone messages vanishing again and again like stones sinking into the sea, he couldn’t help feeling guilty.
That kid definitely had backup!
They’d set up an ambush in advance, just waiting for the "girls" to walk into their trap, then net them all at once, knock them out, and haul them off.
Yes, that had to be it! Qihan Mountain was crawling with slavers; if they’d been targeted and ambushed ahead of time, it really was possible to make people disappear without a sound. So what should he do next?
His head was a mess. After joining the Leisure Sect, he’d racked his brains and exhausted every trick, finally managing to recruit ten downlines. He’d planned to use them to raise his own value, but none of them turned out to be worth a damn.
He’d been drooling over the Evil Techniques, desperate to get more inheritance, to become stronger and safer in a shorter time.
Day and night he’d obsessed over this gambling scam, and with the cooperation of the ten downlines, he’d been on the verge of being promoted to Deputy Director under an Incense Master. Now the whole army was wiped out; wouldn’t his great prospects have to start from scratch?
"Unacceptable, I refuse to accept this!" Slamming his fist into the stone wall, Peng Dahai’s eyes burned red with rage.
The victory that had been so close at hand, and the fury of losing his perfect method of racking up Merit, sent his blood boiling and veins bulging. Dizzy and dazed for a moment, Peng Dahai suddenly thought of another idea—ask the Mountain Master for help!
My subordinates vanished into thin air in what’s supposed to be the safest Qihan Mountain; shouldn’t the Mountain Master do something about it?
