The Yunhai Tower is divided into ten floors, each accommodating a hundred people. You can only challenge by going up. The winner goes up and the loser goes down. The dead person leaves. The rules are very simple.
The entire Yunhai City is actually built radially around this tall tower. No matter how dazzling the tall houses and canopies are, they cannot cover up the dark gray light in the sea of clouds.
Under the Yunhai Tower is a huge square that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. As soon as Ye Shubai steps into this area, all the monks from all walks of life come into his sight.
It turns out that what Senior Su Yuan said before was true: don't be surprised by something you haven't seen before, because compared to the other people he saw now, the Winged Tribe member named Yi Yu was already very handsome.
Half of the creatures walking under his eyes at the moment were humanoid, the other half were half-human, and the rest were creatures whose species were completely unrecognizable. However, the aura emanating from each of them was extraordinary.
In the world of cultivation, people in the Jindan stage who can travel around and be called masters can be seen everywhere. As for the Yuanying stage, the God transformation and even the tribulation crossing are also extremely common. Only the Ascension stage who pass by from time to time will be respected a little, but that's no more than a little.
Ye Shubai had already asked the waiter at the inn about everything related to the Yunhai Tower, so he didn't waste any more time and walked forward with his sword in hand, looking straight ahead, until he reached the entrance to the Yunhai Tower.
Although there are many people who want to climb the Yunhai Tower, there are actually only a few people waiting to enter, and some body parts are cleared out from time to time.
A human girl next to Ye Shubai seemed to be here for the first time as well. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she shrank into the arms of the elder next to her.
"Emu, weren't they just fighting for the sign? Why did they all die in there?"
"Because fighting is prohibited in Yunhai City, but the rules of Yunhai Tower are that there is no limit on the means. As long as you can take the opponent's number plate, you will be considered the winner. In addition, everyone participates voluntarily, and it is not related to the cause and effect of heaven and earth, so almost every game is a fight of life and death." The old woman called Am touched the girl's head and sighed softly: "It is such a cruel rule, so there are more people leaving than entering."
As soon as these words were spoken, many of the newcomers suddenly changed their expressions, looked at the corpses, and hesitated and took two steps back.
No one's accomplishments are not accumulated bit by bit. Fortune and wealth can certainly be achieved through risk, but it also depends on whether you have the destiny to enjoy them, right
Of course, there were also those who were unwilling to retreat and still stayed under the tower. This day happened to be the time to enter the tower this month, so it was a coincidence that Ye Shubai arrived.
The silver-armored guard of Yunhai City looked at the crowd expressionlessly and said in a cold voice: "Thirty-one people can enter this month!"
This means that, out of the 1,000 people originally in the tower, excluding the normal rotation of positions, 31 people had died in battle.
"Each of you should include your own spiritual consciousness, name, and the realm you are from in the cloud card!"
As soon as the words fell, several translucent signs flew towards the waiting people.
Suddenly, voices of joy rang out from around the square: "That girl is indeed from the Tianyin Realm!"
“It’s actually from the ghost world!”
These are all famous beings in the upper realm.
Ye Shubai looked at the cloud card in his hand, and his five fingers couldn't help but clenched a little. The words that Master Su Yuan had said to him in the past were still fresh in his mind.
"Only the upper world has a name. All the lower worlds have no names. They are just called the lower world. Would you name the ants under your feet? No."
"Because the people in the upper realm think that the lower realm is unworthy."
“It’s also because there has never been a person in the lower realm who is so powerful that the cultivators in the upper realm can remember his name, and there has never been a sect that can make thousands of cultivators in the upper realm bow their noble heads!”
The names of the upper realms were all written on the cloud cards of others, but Ye Shubai's cloud card only had two words on it:
"The Nether"
When Ye Shubai walked up to the silver-armored guard with the cloud token, the latter verified them one by one with the cloud token. After seeing the word "lower realm", his eyes fell lightly on him.
It seemed that the guards rarely encountered people from the lower realm. After all, people from the lower realm were almost all slaves in the upper realm. Those who were lucky enough to be accepted as disciples, like Daojie, had forgotten that they were from the lower realm, so they were a little surprised when they first saw people from the lower realm.
He subconsciously confirmed again: "The lower world?"
Ye Shubai nodded calmly, not showing any sign of being ashamed by these two words.
However, people around me don't seem to think so.
A tall man holding a war hammer who was walking inside turned back when he heard the voice, and glanced at Ye Shubai with cold and contempt, then sneered and cursed.
"Are low-class people qualified to enter Yunhai Tower? This is getting more and more outrageous. Could it be that Yunhai Tower also relies on appearance to enter..."
The tall and sturdy man hadn't finished speaking yet, but Ye Shubai had already turned sideways to face him. His eyes were extremely clear and cold, like the cold light from the sharpest point of a slender sword, chilling him to the bone.
The man swallowed his saliva, unable to utter the outrageous insult that was about to come out of his mouth.
I don’t know why, my hands are clearly stained with countless blood. How could a master in the Tribulation Realm be frightened by such a lowly person in the Nascent Soul Stage
The tall and strong man cursed incoherently again, "You pretty boy from the lower world!", but did not stay any longer, and walked straight into the Yunhai Tower.
Ye Shubai's eyes fell on the cloud card that the man was playing with, taking in all the names on it.
Laigo Leopard, Mist Realm.
Lai Gebao, who was being targeted, walked into the tower cursing. The monks in the Yunhai Tower could come and go freely when they were not challenged. He had long been accustomed to having a good time in Yunhai City before remembering to come back to greet them. If today was not the beginning of the month, he would probably not bother to come again.
Lai Gebao climbed up to the second level of the tower and entered the No. 90 ring.
He was too lazy to be particular and just lay down casually on the ground, crossed his legs, took out the jar of wine and poured it into his mouth. He was not worried at all that the people behind him would hit him.
Of course there is no need to be afraid.
Because rooms 91 to 99 on the second floor have been occupied by his Lai family's guards since last month!
As long as the people behind him were beaten out, no one would care even if he lived a life of drunkenness and dreaming in the Yunhai Tower. Even if a new and powerful enemy came, couldn't he just give up the sign on his own initiative
There are many people who share the same idea as him, so the only floor that has undergone major changes in the Yunhai Tower is the first floor. The higher you go, the harder it is to see changes. For example, the top floor has probably not had a new owner for tens of thousands of years.
"My old man insisted that I come to this damn place for trials. There is nothing here, and I don't know what I should build."
Whenever Lai Gebao thought about having to stay in Yunhai Tower for a whole year, he felt very angry, especially when he thought about that pretty boy from the lower world...
The pretty boy is the most hateful. The last female cultivator he took a fancy to ran away with the lowly people from the lower realm!
"Fuck him! How dare a lowly person steal my woman? None of the gigolos in the lower world are good!"
Lai Gebao became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He was in a very bad mood when he recalled that he was actually intimidated by that pretty boy today. With a bottle of wine in his hand, he angrily told the No. 99 Lai family guard, "If there is a pretty boy in white clothes who looks like a decent person, don't give him a chance to give up. Kill him."
Thinking that this action might be reported to his elders, he added bitterly: "That guy is just a pariah from the lower world!"
After saying this, he lay peacefully in the center of the arena, drinking and having fun. When he felt bored, he took out two jade slips, looked at the beautiful images engraved on them, and fell asleep with laughter drooling.
That’s great, dreaming is still the best.
There is everything in dreams.
“Crack—”
A dull and long noise sounded behind him.
Lai Gebao propped himself up and rubbed his head. He felt his mind was a little confused and couldn't help cursing, "What kind of wine is that in Yunmeng Pavilion? Every time I drink it, I have a headache when I wake up. I don't know how many days I slept this time..."
"Three days."
The clear and cold voice echoed in the empty and secluded arena, and it made people feel dazed and unreal as it reverberated.
However, no matter how useless Lai Gobao was, he was still a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm. The moment he heard the voice, he sobered up a lot from his hangover.
He quickly put his hands behind his back, picked up his warhammer and shot up, staring dangerously ahead, fully prepared for battle.
Amidst the dark grey, there was only a hint of bright white.
Actually, it is not quite right to say that, because his white shirt was stained with blood stains as red as plum blossoms. Perhaps he had killed too many people, and even the self-cleaning spell on his robes could not restore it.
The moment he saw the face clearly, Lai Gobao was slightly dazed for a moment.
He lost his voice: "Why is it you? How did you get up here?!"
It is said that a mere Nascent Soul would not be able to pass the ten levels in the first layer, and hadn't he already had someone kill this pretty boy? How difficult is it for a Tribulation Stage to kill a Nascent Soul Stage? Why is he still here!
wrong…
It turns out that the cultivation level of this pretty boy has broken through and reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. However, a newly promoted Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator cannot kill a veteran Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivator!
Ye Shubai faced off with a sword in hand, his back straight, as cold and aloof as the moonlight.
He answered seriously: "I killed them."
"Killed him?"
From this casual remark, Lai Gebao smelled a strong smell of blood and a terrifying pressure.
He was shocked to realize a fact: the nine guards of the Lai family were probably already dead at the hands of this pretty boy.
Lai Gebao couldn't help but tighten his grip on the hammer. He opened his mouth to say the word "pariah" but somehow couldn't. Instead, he slowed down his tone: "You want to go up, right? Okay, this ring number 90 is yours. I'll go to the back..."
Even though he was brought up as a spoiled brat in a big family in the upper realm, he was very sensible and intelligent in critical moments of life and death.
He had already thrown out his cloud card the moment he spoke, and at the same time he was retreating, preparing to escape from the ring—
As long as I escape from the ring, this man can't kill me!
However, before Lai Gobao could make a move, Ye Shubai on the other side had already seen through his intention and slashed at him as lightly as moonlight.
The fierce murderous intent carried by the sword caused Lai Gebao's heart to stop.
He dodged in a panic, but his thigh was chopped off at the root, so he couldn't escape!
"You have killed nine of my tribulation guards. If you dare to touch me again, the Lai family of the Mist Realm will not forgive you!"
Although the Mist Realm is not a big realm, and the Lai Family is not a big family, it is still an invincible and terrifying existence compared to any lower realm.
Will you definitely not let me off
Ye Shubai heard the "kill order" spoken by the Lai family guards.
Just because he is from the lower realm, should he wait to be killed when facing these people from the upper realm
He could spare Lai Gebao today, but have they ever thought of letting the people from the lower world go
Ye Shubai did not stop.
The sword still stabbed down calmly, without any waves or sorrow or joy—
There was no sense of obstruction at the moment the sword entered the body, because the sword energy was too fast and too sharp, Lai Gobao didn't even have time to use his magic weapon before his flesh and mind were pierced. He was left with only his eyes staring straight at Ye Shubai.
Finally, his lips trembled slightly, so small that it was impossible to tell whether he wanted to say "untouchables" or "tribulation".
Ye Shubai put away his sword and stood quietly on the stage.
He said, "I have killed so many calamities with one sword that I can no longer remember them all."