Chapter Thirty-Two: We Sisters Are Versed in Every Art and Skill

Gu Chen’s voice resonated like that of a judge; to him, these people who had come to snatch opportunities were nothing more than petty ghosts.

"My lord, spare us! We are willing to submit."

"Very well. Sign this life-and-death contract and get out!"

Gu Chen flicked a contract toward them. The surrounding Spirit Kings and Spirit Saints took one look at it, and their faces turned green. This was no mere contract! Signing it meant becoming Gu Chen’s death-sworn servants. It required absolute, eternal loyalty; any disobedience would result in the sensation of ten thousand insects devouring their hearts, followed by a rotting death, while their wives and daughters would be cursed with a lifetime of misfortune.

"What are you hesitating for? I am not a bad person; I am the one here to redeem your souls."

"Sign it, sign it..."

A bewitching voice echoed continuously in their minds. As if hypnotized, they signed the life-and-death contract in a daze. Several Spirit Douluos, who had been observing from the shadows, quietly slipped away upon seeing this. They knew that news of this event would soon spread like wildfire.

Gu Chen, however, no longer cared about that. By now, he had already returned to Soto City. Two hours ago, he had arrived in the city, and while passing by a brothel, he feigned a stomachache to slip inside under the guise of using the restroom.

As soon as he entered, two enchanting women immediately clung to him, rubbing their ample bosoms against his arms.

"Oh my... little handsome, you are truly dashing!"

"Haha... your mouths are quite sweet, but I wonder if you have the skills to match?"

"Oh! Little brother, whatever position you like, we can manage. Our sisters are well-versed in every one of the eighteen martial arts."

"Good, good, good... then take me to a room to listen to some music."

"Very well, little handsome, please follow us upstairs."

Once they reached the private room on the second floor, a wave of fragrant perfume hit him, and Gu Chen couldn't help but sneeze. As soon as the door closed, the two charming women who had been clinging to him immediately released his arms and knelt respectfully on the floor.

"Lillian."
"Vivian."
"We pay our respects to the Demon Lord."

Gu Chen was stunned. What the hell was this?

"You two, what is this?"

"Demon Lord, you are the Sovereign of our Demon Clan. We have been waiting here specifically for you."

"You must have mistaken me for someone else. The floor is cold, please get up, beauties."

"Thank you, Demon Lord. But in our tradition, there is a strict hierarchy. We prefer to report while kneeling."

"Absolutely not. Since you call me Demon Lord, you must obey me."

"As you command!"

The two women stood up, helped Gu Chen to a seat, and began to massage his shoulders and legs. Gu Chen felt awkward at first, but their technique was so skillful that he couldn't help but want to moan in comfort.

***

"Why do you call me Demon Lord?"

"Because the moment you appeared, the Demon Heart Stones we carry began to glow."

"But I have no memory of being a Demon Lord!"

"We do not know the reason for that, either. Before the High Priest passed away, he said that only the Demon Lord could cause our Demon Heart Stones to glow. He told us to wait here and deliver an item to you. We sisters have hidden among the humans for many years, waiting for your arrival."

"Are you not afraid of having mistaken the wrong person?"

"It is impossible to be wrong. The Demon Lord possesses a Heart of God and Demon, which suppresses our bloodline. Furthermore, you possess a Chameleon Spirit, just like the Demon Lord."

Gu Chen was startled, looking at the two beauties with a hint of wariness. Seeing his expression, Lillian explained:

"Demon Lord, do not worry. Aside from our Pupil Demon clan, no one can see the true form of your Spirit."

Gu Chen let out a sigh of relief. He knew that under his Spirit's camouflage, even Spirit Saints and Spirit Douluos could not detect its true nature. Moreover, he had inadvertently helped Xiao Wu, whom he had physical contact with, to mask her aura as well.

"Demon Lord, this is the item the High Priest commanded us to give to you."

Lillian produced a black sphere from somewhere, covered in grooves and resembling a golf ball. As Gu Chen took it, information immediately flooded his mind.

"You are the Heaven-Slaying Demon Lord, who has traversed the eighty thousand miles of the Nine Provinces..."
"This object is known as the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Orb; it can devour all inner demons in the world and seal all inner demons..."

Gu Chen immersed his consciousness into the orb and was shocked by what he saw! The interior was not just an ordinary space, but held seventy-two towers of varying heights, each with a different name... The Illusion Demon Tower, the Prisoner Tower, the Soul-Locking Tower, the Sacrifice Tower, the Demon Spirit Tower... and what stunned Gu Chen the most were two uniquely named ones: the Torture Tower and the Lust-Draining Tower. He didn't know which old rascal had named them, but he was quite impressed!

"Master!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out. An old man carrying six swords appeared before Gu Chen.

"Who are you?"

"In reply to Master, I am the Ghost Slave responsible for guarding the Sword God Tower."

"Oh... your style is quite cool!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master!"

"How many Ghost Slaves like you are there?"

"In reply to Master, there is only me."

"Just you?"

Gu Chen felt a bit disappointed. "Then what is your cultivation level?"

"Level 96 Titled Douluo."

"What?" Gu Chen stumbled, nearly falling over, and immediately dropped his flippant attitude. "That is way too strong!" he marveled.

After a long while, Gu Chen managed to squeeze out a smile. "Why are you the only Ghost Slave here? And whose inner demon are you?"

"In reply to Master, only the Master can manipulate the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Orb to devour demonic energy, and you have been missing for over two hundred years. The Ghost Slaves of the other seventy-one towers have fallen into a deep slumber due to the lack of demonic energy. Even I would have fallen into a slumber had you not returned."

Gu Chen understood after hearing this. "Where can I replenish the demonic energy? How much power can you mobilize right now?"

"In the past, the Master would go to the Demon Spirit Pool in the Demon Realm to absorb energy. Now that the Demon Realm was destroyed by the Spirit Hall and some major clans over two hundred years ago, you will need to find places rich in demonic energy. Generally, battlefields or places with heavy slaughter have more of it. As for me, I can only unleash one peak-level strike, and standard attacks can be used at most five times."

"Understood. I will find a place rich in demonic energy as soon as possible to replenish your power."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Give me an introduction to the situation here."

"Yes, Master! There are seventy-two Demon Towers, each with a different function. I guard the Sword God Tower, which has eleven levels, each corresponding to a major realm..."

"Are you saying it corresponds to eleven major realms?"

"Yes, though no one has ever reached the tenth level!"

"Has even the former me never reached the tenth level?"

The Ghost Slave shook his head. Gu Chen felt a bit embarrassed, but his expression soon hardened with determination.

"Just because the former me couldn't do it doesn't mean the current me can't. I will definitely reach the summit and see what's there."