My descendants burn incense and worship me as a real immortal

Chapter 27: Dish, just practice more!
"Demon Lord. Competition?"

The three demon cultivators from the Blood Soul Valley were stunned when they saw the conspicuous slogan.

"Is this something we can discuss openly?"

"Which demon sect is so ostentatious?"

"Now our Demon Cult's living environment has improved?"

Just when the three were puzzled, two independent cultivators walked by, discussing excitedly.

"I tell you, you have to be brave to be a demon. You can't hide secretly all the time. You should take the initiative to grab the title of the Taoist Master Shen Ji and make others believe in you. Only then can you cover other demon teammates to kill the people of the Immortal Sect at night."

3 When the demons heard this, they were shocked. They were actually discussing how to massacre the immortals in the street in broad daylight. This is too demonic!

You can tell we are like-minded people just by listening!
Ding Zhen, the boss of the Blood Soul Valley 3 Demon Sect, came over and asked in a low voice:
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the immortals for pretending to be the Taoist Master Shen Ji? Once you are exposed, you will die without a trace."

The casual cultivator laughed: "If the Taoist Master Shen Ji is here, and he proves his true identity, wouldn't we, the demon sect, become fish on the chopping board? He kills everyone he predicts, so how can he eliminate the people in the immortal sect?"

"And if I say that I am a Taoist priest of divine machinery, and I also figure out that one person is a demon, and the other people in the immortal sect don't know how to tell fortunes, how can they know that I am wrong?"

Ding Zhen was greatly shocked after hearing this. There actually is such a bold and careful fellow Taoist!

"But I still have a question. If you pretend to be the Taoist Master Shen Ji, and the person you divined is actually a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and he tries hard to refute you and provide proof, wouldn't your identity be exposed?"

"Hahaha~ If the Taoist Master Shen Ji predicts that there is a real undercover agent from the Demonic Path, then wouldn't the Demonic Path be able to prove itself in the same way?"

"I won't chat with you anymore. I still need to play a few more games with my fellow Taoists to prepare for tonight's Demon Lord Competition."

The two independent cultivators left, still discussing various magical operations.

Ding Zhen's three views were greatly refreshed.

"He can see through people's minds so well. He is worthy of being a senior who can participate in the Demon Lord Competition. His strength is so terrifying!"

The two subordinates hesitated and said, "But, Boss, I think his cultivation is not even at the Qi training stage. How can he run for the Demon Lord?"

The three of them have at least the first level of Qi training.

Ding Zhen smiled mysteriously: "This person is so bold that he even dares to pretend to be a Taoist priest. How can you prove that the realm he shows is real?"

"Hiss~" The two subordinates took a breath of cold air.

The three of them were walking on the streets of Qingshi County, and almost all the cultivators they met were discussing the Demon Lord Competition, with all kinds of demonic methods emerging one after another.

The treacherous and cunning type: disguised as a disciple of the immortal sect, firmly follow the people of the immortal sect, and will not hesitate to trample the friends of the evil sect to death when necessary, until they gain the trust of everyone.
The Suffering Type: Commit suicide in front of everyone, and then bet on the elders of the Medicine Sect to save their lives, thereby successfully getting rid of the suspicion of being a member of the evil sect, sneaking into the immortal sect, and then killing them one by one in secret.

Among them, there was a group of people whose tactics made even Ding Zhen, a man of the evil path, shudder.

Self-destruction flow!
As long as the leader of the demon sect has identified all the righteous immortals, he will order his subordinates to self-destruct one by one to buy himself time to take action. When all three demon teammates have successfully self-destructed, he will be able to kill all the immortals.

"Boss, this is the true devil's way! We went to so much trouble to set up a formation, but absorbing some mortal blood is like a joke."

"After hearing the thoughts of the seniors in the Demon Lord Contest, I realized that my generation could achieve such success. It really makes my blood boil. I will never regret entering the path of demons in this life!"

Ding Zhen nodded in approval: "In that case, we don't have to hide our identities as demons, and we should also participate in the Demon Lord Competition. Even if it's just to see the style of our seniors, it would be great."

The three followed the sign posted by Yang Shi on the street and walked to Yang's Board Game Teahouse.

"Is this the headquarters of the Demonic Sect in Qingshi County?"

Yang Shi looked at the three masked cultivators and laughed.

These three people are quite into the show!
"You are here to sign up for the Demon Lord Contest, right?" "Yes, the three of us are from the Blood Soul Valley, and we have come here to learn the methods of the masters of the magic way."

"Okay, I've signed you up. Here are your scorecards. After you finish your game, take them to the lobby to record your scores."

After recording the names of the three people, Yang Shi pointed to the masks on their faces.

"You need to take this thing off. You can't wear it."

"Why? I use this to conceal my aura. It's a must-have for the devil."

"No, you won't need it. Just wear the mask made by Senior Brother Bai when you go on stage. It will block your perception and prevent you from detecting other people's actions."

"Block your own perception?"

"Yeah, otherwise what would you do if you were to spy on other people's actions at night?"

"But." Seeing that his two men wanted to ask more questions, Ding Zhen shook his head and pulled them away.

"This is a test of our ability to quickly complete tasks when there is insufficient information. It is part of the Demon Lord's test."

After Ding Zhen and the other two observed several rounds of the game of Magic Kill played by others, they had almost memorized the rules.

"It turns out that this is a game that uses the mode of a deduction game to simulate how we, the demons, secretly kill people. I understand!"

The three of them ended up being all evil.

After playing a few rounds, he was singled out by everyone because he was too straightforward and often threatened to kill the whole family, and the game ended quickly.

"I didn't expect it to be so difficult to be a magician!"

"How did the damn immortal sect disciple see through me? Did he use a magic weapon to secretly observe our movements at night?"

"No, Boss. That Immortal Sect disciple actually caught three of us in the first round. There must be something wrong. I'm going to kill his whole family!"

3 people were beaten red and warm!

Bai Heyu, who was the center of this battle, laughed and waved his feather fan. A light flashed on it, and the mist condensed into four large characters:
"Cooking, just practice more."

Seeing two of his men, one was about to draw the Blood-Sounding Sword, and the other was about to take out the Soul-Refining Banner, Ding Zhen quickly stopped them:

"Don't be impulsive if you are not as skilled as others."

Not only has he never played the magic killer game before, but he is also no match for the man in front of him who pretends to be a righteous person!

Bai Heyu, who had always been a bad player, didn't expect that he could perform so well this time. He blind-spotted 3 demons in the first round. He couldn't explain why, but it seemed like he was guided by his spiritual consciousness.

"Could it be that I am really a genius?"

In the following days, the three demons were trained in turn by the scattered cultivators. Even an immortal could be deceived by the more cunning "demons".

However, some kind-hearted independent cultivators could not bear to see the three being cheated like fools, so they taught them some tactics, which earned the three people's gratitude, and they said they would not kill his entire family in the future.

The Demon Lord Competition was lively and bustling, with more and more independent cultivators entering Qingshi County. Before the market town opened, more than 300 independent cultivators had gathered!

The other three disciples of Xuanshi Sect took off their disguises and came out to maintain order and prevent large-scale fighting in the mortal city.

Ding Zhen and his three gangs that wanted to kill whole families at any time were given special warnings.

At this time, the three people who were addicted to the magic way of killing gradually realized that something was wrong.
"Wait, where did they just say they were disciples from?"

(End of this chapter)