Chapter 9: The White Tower of Sheng Gong / Chu Yu Xiao Xiang

  Ling Wushuang curved her lips slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her calm and collected face, looking relaxed and composed.

  Mu Shi Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance, but he immediately burst out laughing: "At this time, the selection match is about to begin. You don't need to participate in the preliminary round, and it just so happens that there's still some time left. Why not come with me to watch?"

  The only token in his hand was pressed on this kid, but with the strength of a mid-tier saint, entering the top ten is not a problem. Even if he was taken away by those people in the end, it would still be a great achievement. If there wasn't such a talented person with potential, they would eventually be reused by the Holy Master, wouldn't they have another powerful helper?

  Mu Shiqing's heart was filled with joy and delight, everything he thought about seemed right, this was a deal that would only bring profit and no loss!

  "It's fine this way" Ling Wu Xuan nodded slightly, very calm.

  "Haha, this way, please" Mu Shi Qing raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, treating Ling Wu Xiang as an honored guest, or rather, as a treasured darling.

  The blue sky is as clear as water, with white clouds drifting by. In front of a beautiful palace, there is a spacious square paved with jade stones, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people with ease. At this moment, one or two hundred arenas are placed in it, surrounded by masters from all over the world, crowded and bustling, forming a sea of black heads.

  On the dozens of jade stone steps, many chairs were placed, and the white jade inlaid with gold in the middle was the most prominent. This situation is like a talented person from all sides waiting for the golden list to be named, jumping through the dragon gate.

  Ling Wushuang followed Mu Shiqing, walking into a corridor on the high platform from the side, overlooking the surroundings, and her cherry-red lips lightly raised.

  The crowd below was in an uproar, whispering to one another, clenching their fists and rubbing their palms together, as if eager to make a big move.

  Some people were excited, looking in the direction of the high platform, their words filled with reverence and longing. "It's said that the Holy Master broke through to the quasi-god level, successfully coming out of seclusion, and this time will personally attend the selection tournament, who knows if there will be a chance to see him."

  "I've also heard that he's a quasi-god, only one step away from becoming a peak god. Now, aside from the ancient Upper Elder, the Holy Temple has two quasi-gods!" Some people were filled with emotion and became even more enthusiastic about joining the temple.

  Some people were disdainful and proud, but could only whisper, "It's just a quasi-god after all. Lord Tiān Yè arrived earlier than the Holy Master, who knows if he's already a peak god now." The person speaking was clearly from the East Lin.

  But as soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him stopped him and said, "Are you trying to die? Who doesn't know that the Holy Master and Lord Tianye have a grudge against each other. In this place, how dare you speak recklessly?"

  ……

  When everyone was chattering and discussing, a figure in a brown golden silk robe slowly appeared from the top of the jade platform. Behind him, a white-clothed woman with a flowing jade belt followed, slender as if boneless, ethereal like an immortal.

  "Hail to the Holy Master!"

  "Welcome the Holy Maiden"

  As soon as the two of them appeared, people on both sides of the steps and in the surrounding holy halls all knelt down to kowtow.

  "Today's gathering, no need for excessive courtesy." Sheng Lin's face was gentle, he waved his sleeve robe once, his hands were tucked in his sleeves, and he stood with his hands behind him. His whole body had an aura that didn't seem intimidating, yet made people dare not look directly at him, and there was still a hint of scholarly air around him.

  Ling Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and indeed, Sheng Lin had broken through. It seemed that being stimulated a bit was still beneficial after all.

  And the people below, seeing the Holy Master, were even more excited. In a world where the strong are respected, not to mention Saint Lin's position in the Holy Temple, just one who has reached the quasi-god level is enough for these people to look up to in awe, and their reverence is boundless.

  Sheng Lin's face was calm and gentle, his eyes slowly sweeping over the people below. The invisible pressure made everyone involuntarily concentrate their attention, holding their breath. In the square with tens of thousands of people, no one dared to make a single sound, even their breathing became shallower.

  The holy temple's eyes flashed with a fierce and hidden intent, then suddenly smiled and said in a loud voice: "I represent the Holy Temple, welcome to all of you who have come from afar. This time's genius selection competition is no different from previous years, those who enter the top 100 will be taken as disciples of the Holy Temple."

  Sheng Lin finished speaking, and a subtle response came from below, standing out from hundreds of thousands of people, how easy is it to talk about?

  "And this time, the top ten can enter the White Tower to cultivate for a month!" Sheng Lin's words that followed closely behind made everyone's heart surge with longing.

  It is said that in the White Tower, one day is equivalent to ten days outside. In other words, if you spend ten years breaking through the Divine Stage outside, then inside the White Tower, you can achieve it in just one year!

  Ling Wushuang raised her eyes, following the gaze of most people on the square, looking at the towering white nine-story pagoda, and a flash of dark light flickered in her eyes.

  Mu Shi Qing saw Ling Wu Shuang's thoughtful expression and smiled proudly: "Ling Wu, my young friend, this is a great opportunity for you. If you're careful, with your strength, entering the top ten shouldn't be a problem. You don't know the benefits of cultivating in the White Tower."

  "This White Tower, is it really as mystical as everyone says?" Ling Wu Xuan furrowed his brow, putting on a somewhat disbelieving expression.

  "That's for sure!" Mu Shi Qing laughed complacently, as if this thing was his own, and then began to explain in a torrent of words: "This White Tower has existed since the establishment of the Holy Temple. It is said that it was built by an ancestor based on a prototype of a heavenly treasure."

  Ling Wu's eyebrows slightly raised, "A heavenly treasure of utmost importance?"

  Ling Wusong raised her eyes and carefully measured the exquisite and sacred white tower, she happened to think of a treasure, which was one of the four great spiritual treasures among the Hongmeng Seven Treasures, Suo Shen Tower.

  Ling Wu's pupils constricted slightly, "This thing won't be based on the Lock God Tower, will it?"

  The counterfeit is so powerful, I don't know what the original looks like. However, without the original, having a counterfeit is not bad either! Ling Wushuang stroked his chin, heh-heh smiled, and his heart began to move again...

  Mo Shi Qing seemed to be unaware of Ling Wu Shuang's sly smile, still immersed in his own emotions, nodding and chuckling, "That's right, it's said to be an extremely mysterious heavenly treasure! As for what it is, I don't know"

  After finishing, he slowed down again and continued: "However, this White Tower is a cultivation holy land. The tower has nine levels, the higher you go, the more concentrated the spiritual energy is. The first level is very ordinary, with a concentration of spiritual energy twice that of the outside world. The second level already has four times as much...and the highest ninth heaven has more than twenty times that of the outside world!"

  "Twenty times?" Ling Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was indeed somewhat surprised. Twenty times? What concept is this? That is to say, if one cultivates inside for a month, it would be equivalent to jumping around outside for nearly two years!

  No wonder the masters of Xingchen Continent are almost all gathered in the Holy Temple, casting a net to capture talents, and with such excellent conditions, it would be strange if no masters emerged.

  "It's absolutely true" Mu Shi Qing said, her heart couldn't help but thump wildly. "What a pity, in the Nine Heavens, only the Holy Master and the Supreme Elder have the qualifications to enter, even the Holy Maiden can only stop at the eighth level, while I, was only at the fifth level, staying for just one month."

  He smacked his tongue, seemingly still savoring the aftertaste, "If it weren't for that, how could the Holy Master have broken through to the next god level so quickly?"

  In the midst of everyone's gasps, Sheng Lin slowly spoke out another shocking sentence, "However, what's different about this session from previous ones is... I, the Honorable One, have decided that this time, the first place winner who enters the White Tower to cultivate will be allowed to stay in the Ninth Heaven!"

  "What!" Mu Shiqing was also shocked like everyone else.

  "Is it the first?" Ling Wu's slender and delicate fingers stroked her chin, gazing at the white tower that pierced the clouds, with a hint of interest, she hooked her lips.

  Being able to enter the Ninth Heaven for a month of quiet cultivation isn't a bad thing, and who knows, I might even be able to investigate this White Pagoda and see what secrets it holds. If I can move it, that would be even better!

  Bai Qian, who was standing beside Sheng Lin, also looked at him with a hint of surprise when she heard his words. Then, she smiled gently, without any extra expression or words, and stood obediently by Sheng Lin's side, like a holy fairy.

  "Of course, this time's top three will also have corresponding rewards as usual." As soon as Sheng Lin said this, almost everyone perked up their ears and began to guess what kind of rewards the Holy Temple would give out this time.

  "Third place, three Sacred Tier Dan medicines! Second place, three Sacred Tier Dans, one Sacred Energy Stone! First place, three Sacred Tier Dans, one Sacred Energy Stone, and one Divine Origin Stone!" As the last word "Divine Origin Stone" left Sheng Lin's mouth, a massive wave of gasps echoed through the vast plaza.

  "Shengjie Dan medicine, Shengzhe energy stone, are all priceless treasures!" Someone just heard it and got excited, their eyes turned red, and they almost drooled.

  Some people immediately had a lot of wild thoughts, "My god, it's actually a divine origin stone, could I also have the chance to reach the divine level!? I'm about to faint"

  However, people who say such things are often doused with cold water by those around them, "You're just dreaming, it's not even certain if you can get that Divine Origin Stone, and even if you do, you'll probably spend your whole life unable to break through to the Divine Realm, and it will all be in vain."

  The Divine Origin Stone is just a necessary item for breaking through the Divine Rank, and having it doesn't guarantee that one can definitely break through the Divine Rank. Perhaps some people, even if they are Ninth-Grade Saints, absorb the Divine Origin energy but cannot break through in their lifetime. This all depends on individual talent, comprehension ability, and opportunity.

  "Who says I can't!"

  ……

  On the vast square, due to the intense discussion, they almost got into a fight.

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up slightly. These things, she didn't lack, including the Divine Origin Stone, which wasn't very useful to her now, but who would complain about having too many treasures?

  At the most opportune moment, Sheng Lin suddenly released his suppressed aura, and the sudden change made everyone's heart skip a beat. They immediately calmed down and didn't dare say another word.

  At the same time, Sheng Lin's tone changed, "If anyone wants to take advantage of the Holy City Congress to make trouble, don't blame this lord for not showing mercy!"

  A gentle voice, not sharp or piercing, nor loud, yet like a heavy hammer, heavily hitting the hearts of everyone!

  Digression

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