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Among the many cultivators participating in the Sky East Tournament, drawn by a spirit stone, a spiritual weapon, and a medicinal herb, there were only a select few who looked down on Yeqin. Aside from the title of Tiandong First, there was little else to attract those individuals. Perhaps there was something else, but it was likely not worth their time.
The noise around was overwhelming; how could one not feel the pressure?
The third and fourth floors of Sky's End Tower were distinctly separated. Only those with sufficient strength could access the fourth floor. Even touching upon any one of its treasures meant one could only stop at the third floor. Thus, it is said that to seek the pinnacle of the cultivation world, one must at least reach the fourth floor of Sky's End Tower.
But how many could truly make it there? Bu Luo, Yan Dong, and Hong Yulong’s friend Jiang Anbo certainly did not qualify.
Bu Luo remained silent in front of Hong Yulong, while Xu Qiaoshan, who had previously been an acquaintance, felt a sense of rivalry since Hong Yulong's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage months ago. Xu Qiaoshan's competitive spirit had been ignited by Hong Yulong's position on the Heavenly Ranking, and Yan Dong’s presence seemed to have faded away.
During this time, Hong Yulong had gained notoriety for breaking through two major realms in quick succession, which left Xu Qiaoshan feeling disheartened about competing. Perhaps deep down, he felt some envy and jealousy as well.
Wasn't it interesting to watch those rough men bicker?
Gu Ping chuckled as he observed Bu Qinyi and the two others engaging in friendly banter while heading toward the tower. As the three departed, someone finally recognized Xu Qiaoshan’s figure—a Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivator from Thunderstorm Pavilion. The two who had just been frowning were left puzzled by those newcomers who had recently arrived in town and were unaware of the rumors surrounding Mingyue.
The wind atop the tower was pleasant; however, one couldn't always remain high above without appreciating the view from Lou Dong. Perhaps it held its own charm?
Lou Dong was filled with unsightly things; where could its charm come from?
Gu Ping and Xu Qiaoshan fell silent as they reached the fourth floor when someone interrupted them with a mocking remark about a woman. Gu Ping awkwardly scratched his head, choosing not to argue further as he continued onward with Xu Qiaoshan.
My girl was being quite outspoken again; didn’t she notice that those three had no intention of stopping at the fourth floor? Those who made it up there were mostly from Super Sects or prominent families. If I continued to indulge her nature like this, it would only be a matter of time before we faced serious trouble. It was fortunate that Wei Yuanzai hadn’t pressed any issues just now.
The old man walking beside the mocking woman chuckled, looking at his sharp-tongued Junior with a mix of affection and indulgence. Despite his words of admonition, he seemed genuinely pleased deep down.
As for the three of them, Zhu Lan set down the wine cup nestled between her legs. Although the entire exterior of Sky's End Tower was filled with the aroma of wine, Zhu Lan, who had recently suffered consecutive defeats in matches, found no pleasure in it. Instead, she felt that the wine in front of her was bitter.
"How do you know Xiao Lan?"
Upon hearing Zhu Lan's sigh, the woman became intrigued and pressed for more information.
The man I had just mocked was none other than Jiang Ping, who had nearly cut down their prince in a duel at the Grand Arena. The one beside him was Xu Qiaoshan, ranked Thirty-First on the Heavenly Ranking. I suppose you should know who I am referring to.
Jiang Anbo had beaten me twice; no wonder my expression resembled someone who had lost millions of spirit stones—ha!
Sighing deeply, Zhu Lan reflected that before entering the city, she had believed that with her cultivation and strength, she could at least stand out in the second tier or even compete for the top spot in the third tier of Yi Dong. However, looking at Cigarette Paper now, it seemed that her hopes of making a mark in the third tier might be futile.
As she ascended the stairs, she heard the soothing melody of Calm the Mind played from a Medium-Grade Spirit Tool. Jiang Anbo's restless heart began to settle somewhat, but seeing the crowd in the room caught both Jiang Anbo and Gu Ping off guard.
When did Treasure Pavilion and Thunderstorm Pavilion become so close? And why were there so many people from Jade Void Sect? If it were just Guang Nao and those from Treasure Pavilion, it would be understandable since they were both sects from Infinite Path. But what was Jade Void Sect doing here?
Jiang Anbo's heart sank as he discreetly transmitted a message to Gu Ping, but he received no response. Instead, he found Gu Ping staring blankly at a woman serving a disciple of Treasure Pavilion while propping up a fish tank with her left leg.
Ah, I've finally arrived; it seems they've been waiting for me for quite some time.
The woman, dragging along the aura of a fish tank that exuded a chill, brightened up when Gu Ping arrived, her previous lethargy vanishing completely.
"Let's see," she said, "can Han the Courtesan truly be deeply in love? We find it hard to believe. Come on, let's hurry."
"I don't deny it," the woman replied. The Courtesan from Jade Capital Riverbank was indeed someone special. Meanwhile, Han Yu, who had just poured wine for her, was excitedly discussing the recent betting victory with his fellow disciples from Treasure Pavilion. Yet, it seemed that the Courtesan from Jade Capital Riverbank still had Gu Ping on her mind.
As for his senior brother, Plantago, and his junior brother, Che Shixiong, there was also Fan Di Long and Jiang Ping, who bore a striking resemblance to Jiang Anbo.
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