When Ao Liu woke again, he was already in a cramped room. A talismanic rope bound his body; though it did not hinder the movement of his limbs, it sealed away his vital essence and demon qi. Spirit-sealing needles had also been driven into several key acupoints of his fleshly body, obstructing the circulation of his mana.
The vital essence and demon qi that had been scattered from his body seemed to have frozen solid, and had yet to recover naturally.
Jiao, Liang Zhong, and two or three other members of the Later Demon Race stood on the other side of the iron bars.
"How long was I unconscious?" Ao Liu asked with a smile.
"A full day already." Jiao sighed. "Young Master Ao Liu, you... you should stop making trouble now. This is where the human race administers criminal law. If you keep acting recklessly, even if the humans do not kill you, His Majesty will not be able to tolerate you."
"You shall revere" did not merely mean revering cultivation methods, but revering rules. At the very least, rules such as criminal law, which existed as a "bottom line," had to be revered.
"Ha, humans, humans... humans again!" Ao Liu viciously slammed his arm against the bars. He pressed his face close to Jiao's. "Hey, Jiao, what kind of attitude is this supposed to be? Huh? Why do you look as though you've already become one of the humans?"
"I was born a demon, so naturally I cannot become human," Jiao said. "Rather, Young Master Ao Liu, you should think about whether you are still qualified to be a demon."
"What do you mean?" Ao Liu reached through the iron bars, trying to grab Jiao. But the powerful spell embedded in the bars flung his hand back. He