Through the conversation with the girl, Ling Xiao roughly knew some things about the Demon Castle.
The girl was called Tu Jiaojiao, and her father was called Tu Yan.
This name, to Ling Xiao, was like thunder in his ears.
When he was still a small disciple of the Ling family, he often heard people say that there was a strong warrior in Northern Han. His name was Tu Yan, and his strength was not inferior to Lin Ze's. He was good friends with Lin Ze, and had helped Lin Ze deal with the Ninja Clan and the Blue Eyes Clan many times.
This name, like Lin Ze, was a legend in his heart.
He didn't expect that today, he would meet Tu Yan, but Tu Yan was in such a state, being used as a slave by others.
Ling Xiao didn't say much, but he already had plans to rescue Tu Yan from the Demon Castle.
Of course, he would still act according to his ability, and wouldn't do something that he obviously couldn't do.
The ship cut through the waves and soon arrived at the harbor of the Demon Castle.
What surprised Ling Xiao was that the Demon Castle wasn't built on the surface of the sea, but under the sea.
When the ship reached a certain area, it would enter a completely sealed giant metal ball. When the metal ball sank, it would reach the Demon Castle.
Ling Xiao had never seen such a thing before. This time, it could be considered an eye-opener.
As the ship stabilized, the metal ball slowly opened, and Ling Xiao saw a city built at the bottom of the sea.
The huge city was wrapped in something like a soap bubble. Even ordinary humans could easily enter, and they wouldn't be crushed by the huge pressure, nor would they suffocate to death.
Outside the metal ball, there were already many ships of various sizes docked. The people on the ships were basically humans, and they all looked expressionless. It was obvious that their lives weren't very good.
This was very normal. It would be strange if they were happy to be slaves.
The inside of the giant soap bubble was actually very bright, which made Ling Xiao feel quite strange, because this was hundreds of meters deep at the bottom of the sea.
According to Tu Jiaojiao's explanation, there were very powerful array masters in the Sea Race. They created a huge light-absorbing array, which could make the city at the bottom of the sea have the same day and night as outside.
According to the Sea Clan, this was to adapt to life on land. Otherwise, if they were to invade the Heavenly Dragon Continent in the future, it would be troublesome if they could not adapt.
"Little brother, this is Demon Fortress City. You've arrived at your destination, so we'll have to part ways."
Tu Yan looked at Ling Xiao and said, "But let me remind you, Demon Fortress City is not a good place. Don't act rashly, otherwise, you won't even know how you died."
"Father, this little brother is quite a nice person. Why don't you tell him the rules of Demon Castle City so that he won't accidentally bump into someone's blade?"
Tu Jiaojiao had a very good impression of Ling Xiao. Not only was this little brother generous, he was also humorous and had told her many interesting stories.
"That's fine, little brother. This Magic Castle City is the city of the Oceanic Race, so there's a big rule here. That is, you can't provoke the Oceanic Race. No matter what they do, you can't provoke them!"
Tu Yan looked at Ling Xiao and said, "As long as you don't violate the biggest rule, everything else is fine. Next, I will briefly explain the rest of the rules to you."
"Many thanks, Senior!"
Although Ling Xiao was now much stronger than Tu Yan, Tu Yan was still the valiant and invincible Senior in his mind, so he should still show some respect.
"No need to thank me. Let me tell you, the most terrifying people in Demon Fortress City are the three Fort Masters. They are all Oceanic Race. Normally, they spend most of their time cultivating and basically don't care about the affairs of the city. The affairs of the city are handled by the humans who seek refuge here."
Tu Yan continued, "Under the three Fort Masters of Demon Fortress City, there are seven Demon Generals, thirteen Elders, and seventy-two Deacons. Among the Demon Generals, only one is from the Oceanic Race while the other six are all humans. The thirteen Elders and seventy-two Deacons are all humans. "
"It's quite complicated."
"When the Yin Yang Demon King was here, it was even more complicated than this. Now that he has left, he has also taken a large number of masters with him, but this place is still very terrifying. The seven Demon Generals are all Seventh Layer Transcendent Realm masters and above while the three Fort Masters are all half-step Heavenly Venerables!"
Tu Yan continued.
"So that's how it is, this is really a bit difficult."
Ling Xiao rubbed his chin. Although he had confirmed that there were no Heaven Realm masters here, facing three half-step Heavenly Venerables, if he didn't release the Nine-Tailed Monster Fox, it would be really difficult to deal with.
But within the Transcendent Realm, he really didn't want to waste the Nine-Tailed Monster Fox Card.
"You don't have to be afraid, entering Demon Fortress City isn't that scary, as long as you obediently follow the rules here, I suggest you go to the Slave Registration Office to register. As long as you have the mark of a slave on your body, you won't be hunted down!" Tu Yan reminded him.
"Register as a slave? Then I might as well die! "
Actually leaving a shameful slave mark on his body, Ling Xiao didn't want to do that even if he was beaten to death.
Even when he was a beggar, he had never thought of such a thing, let alone now.
"Is there no other way?"
Ling Xiao said with a frown.
"There is! Although Demon Fortress City is controlled by the Oceanic Race, as long as you have enough resources to pay tribute to one of the Deacons, it's very simple to get you a reasonable identity. "
Tu Yan nodded.
"How many resources do I need?"
In terms of resources, Ling Xiao had a lot of them, so this was the one thing he was least afraid of.
"Although there are no written rules, everyone knows that if a Martial Vein cultivator wants to avoid being engraved with a slave mark, they have to pay at least thirty thousand Low-Rank Spirit Stones! Cultivators below the Seventh Layer of the Transcendent Realm have to pay ten thousand Low-Rank Spirit Stones, while cultivators above the Seventh Layer of the Transcendent Realm have to pay five thousand Low-Rank Spirit Stones. "
Tu Yan explained, "The stronger you are, the less you have to pay. After all, even in Demon Fortress City, the Oceanic Race still needs to be managed by humans. For this kind of thing, they have always turned a blind eye. As long as a powerful cultivator is willing to submit to them, it doesn't matter whether they have a slave mark or not. In any case, a slave mark alone can't control these people."
"Alright, I understand."
Ling Xiao nodded. He didn't want a slave mark, nor did he intend to make a big fuss, so this unspoken rule was his best choice.
"Good, after we arrive at Demon Fortress City, I will show you the way and introduce you to one of the Deacons, but from here on out, you can only rely on yourself. Don't make any trouble, even if a half-step Heavenly Venerable comes here, they will have to weigh the pros and cons. I know your strength is good, but don't be careless."
Ling Xiao had temporarily used the appearance of a Transcendent Realm Fifth Layer cultivator, so Tu Yan naturally couldn't see through his true cultivation.
A Transcendent Realm Fifth Layer cultivation wasn't too low, but it also wasn't too high, just right for him to investigate.
He hadn't forgotten what his task this time was, his first task was to investigate, not take action.
Of course, if he had no other choice, he wouldn't be stingy with his methods.
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