"Not to kill them, I abandon my disciples and flee alone..." Liao Jiulong's voice came to a sudden stop as a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, "You demon, how can your mind be so malicious?"

"Little Liao, have you never thought that all three of you could simultaneously say the cultivation technique and then leave together?" Duge said with a mischievous smile, "What if I tell you that was a test of your humanity just now, and you've already lost!"

Thud!

Another mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Liao Jiulong; his face deathly pale, he said in despair, "Demon Head, just kill me!"

"Little Liao, so you don't trust your two disciples either, do you?" Duge continued, "If the rules of the game remain unchanged, I give you three a chance to say one sentence each. Would you trust them then?"

Liao Jiulong's spirits lifted, "You'll let me say one sentence to them?"

"Of course, I'm keen on conducting any test related to human nature," Duge said, "Only by uncovering the evil within human nature can I force out the utmost resentful spirits and increase the power of my magical treasure.

However, Liao Jiulong, you also shouldn't be so confident in yourself; leaking the cultivation technique is a grave sin.

Without revealing the cultivation technique, one person leaving alive, just need to kill me, and he could potentially become the hero of Dragon Tiger Mountain since the truth would then be in his hands."

"..." Liao Jiulong fell silent once again.

Duge waited quietly; everything he had done was for this moment.

In truth, the real gamble was between him and Liao Jiulong, not between Liao Jiulong and his two disciples.

Now, under his guidance, Liao Jiulong was no longer considering combatting him but was thinking about how to persuade his two disciples with one sentence, so that they'd all say the same cultivation technique and thus leave together in the optimal solution.

With this premise, the cultivation technique he'd receive would certainly be real, more easily attained than one extracted through torture.

As for the three simultaneously saying the same false cultivation technique, the odds were too small to count.

When Ouyang Feng tortured Guo Jing, letting him write several copies of the "Nine Yin Manual," the chances of getting a false "Nine Yin Manual" were practically non-existent, given Guo Jing's intelligence; it's simply not possible to fabricate two identical covert cultivation techniques in a short time.

...

Liao Jiulong's eyes showed struggle, but thinking of the temperament of his two disciples, he finally made up his mind: "Fine, I agree to it, let me speak one sentence."

"Good," Duge smiled, "First tell me your two disciples' names."

"Du Ziming, Liu Ziyun." Having had his psychological defenses breached by Duge, Liao Jiulong had nothing left to insist on the trivial matter of names.

"Wait for me for a moment."

Duge isolated Liao Jiulong with the Dark God Power and found Du Ziming and the other, applying the same tactics, but for the two naive youths of Dragon Tiger Mountain, he didn't need to expend so much effort; he simply showed them Liao Jiulong's flying sword, explained the rules of the game, and thus stunned the two inexperienced disciples.

After sorting out Du Ziming and the other, Duge returned to Liao Jiulong and asked, "Little Liao, do you need the County Magistrate to witness for the other side?"

"No need," said Liao Jiulong, eyes reddened, "I trust the senior's character, and I ask that the senior keep his word."

"Of course," Duge said with a smile as he nodded, "Little Liao, I'm now opening the channel for the three of you to speak. Remember, you can only say one sentence, and if you break the rule, all of you will have no chance of survival."

"Understood," Liao Jiulong answered.

Duge snapped his fingers, opening a channel to transmit sound within the Dark God Power.

"Master, is that you, Master?" The anxious voices of Du Ziming and Liu Ziyun came through, Liu Ziyun's tinged with a hint of sobbing, "Master, I saw your flying sword, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, whatever that Demon Head asks you to do later, just tell the truth, all three of us must leave alive," Liao Jiulong quickly said, and before his voice faded, he lost contact with Du Ziming's side again.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed inwardly, "Senior, we can begin."

"Wait a little longer, I still have to lead those two a bit." Duge said with a smile, continuing to pressure Liao Jiulong, "After all, one person lying can leave unscathed, what if someone doesn't want to betray Dragon Tiger Mountain and wants to be a hero?"

"..." Liao Jiulong choked on his breath and simply closed his eyes; out of sight, out of mind. At this point, with him being the fish on the cutting board, he could only resign himself to fate.

Duge didn't converse with the other two but waited for a moment before simultaneously telling the three, "I now already know your thoughts, you can start reciting the cultivation techniques."

Liao Jiulong took a deep breath and slowly began, "The cultivation techniques practiced at Sky Mist Peak are called 'Nine Revolutions Universe Skill.' The technique is divided into nine layers. The first revolution is Foundation Establishment, Meditate to Calm Heart, Relaxing Naturally..."

Three voices rose together near Duge's ear, saying the exact same content without a single mistake.

Duge smiled slightly, memorizing the cultivation technique, feeling smug within. Who says one must enter an Immortal Sect to practice immortal techniques? He had managed to get his hands on the cultivation techniques just the same.

About half an hour later.

Liao Jiulong had recited the mental method of the "Nine Revolutions Universe Skill" up to the third layer, then stopped speaking, "Senior, how about it?"

At that time, Du Ziming and Liu Ziyun had also recited the cultivation technique up to the third layer and likewise paused, "Senior, we've finished reciting our technique, can you let us go now?"