Chapter 1017
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Step by step, Ye Wu Shuang approached the pin-shaped mountain.
As he drew nearer, he saw a figure standing in mid-air on the mountain peak. Clad in a long robe, exuding an elegant aura, holding a paper fan, and with a gentle expression, it was none other than Tian Linzi.
“Arriving here within a day, you are the first,” Tian Linzi said with a smile as he looked at Ye Wu Shuang. “I was not mistaken about you, Ye Wu Shuang.”
Ye Wu Shuang looked up indifferently and said, “I’ve arrived. Where is the royal-level spiritual technique?”
“So eager?” Tian Linzi chuckled. “Aren’t you concerned about how your companions are faring?”
“How are they?” Ye Wu Shuang asked.
With a wave of his hand, Tian Linzi conjured four images between them. In the images, Li Qingyao, Yu Hao, Mu Zi Li, and Ji Ou were all being chased by spiritual beasts or engaged in fierce battles with them, all heading towards the location where Ye Wu Shuang now stood. However, all four of them were in poor condition.
“This third layer’s trial tests both willpower and perseverance. You were the first to pass, proving that you are stronger than them—much stronger!” Tian Linzi continued. “From the moment you set foot in the Tian Lin Ancient City, I sensed your extraordinariness, your peerlessness!”
“Your physical strength is formidable, your talent is top-notch, your swordsmanship is exceptional, your mental fortitude is remarkable, and your comprehension is unparalleled… Ye Wu Shuang, you possess far too many strengths…” Tian Linzi’s voice had a hint of madness as he spoke, like an adventurer on the brink of despair who had discovered an astonishing spiritual plant.
Ye Wu Shuang’s brows furrowed. “You won’t go back on your word, will you?”
“Of course not!” Tian Linzi waved his hand again. Stone steps extended from the mountain peak down to Ye Wu Shuang’s feet. “The royal-level spiritual technique is right here!” he said with a beaming smile, gesturing for Ye Wu Shuang to proceed.
Ye Wu Shuang understood that the road ahead was unpredictable. But… there was no other way besides climbing the stone steps. At least for now, he still did not know what Tian Linzi’s true intentions were.
He took a step onto the steps. The stone steps began to retract. Ye Wu Shuang’s figure appeared in front of the tower palace on the mountain peak.
“Follow me,” Tian Linzi said as he descended and led Ye Wu Shuang to the entrance of the tower.
Pushing open the massive doors, a musty, ancient air rushed out. Inside the hall, the vast tower was empty and desolate, stretching a thousand zhang wide. In the center of the hall, suspended in mid-air, was a slowly rotating and spinning Hun Tian Bagua Ball, emitting an aura that connected with the heavens and the earth, blending seamlessly with the universe.
Under this overwhelming presence, Ye Wu Shuang suddenly felt as if he were an insignificant ant standing at the peak of the world, his existence so tiny it could be disregarded. It was not that Ye Wu Shuang had actually become small, but rather the oppressive force emanating from the Hun Tian Bagua Ball.
“What does this mean?” Ye Wu Shuang stood at the entrance of the hall.
Tian Linzi stood in front of the Hun Tian Bagua Ball, his hands behind his back, gazing up at the hundred-zhang-diameter Bagua instrument. His voice turned cold for the first time. “The royal-level spiritual technique lies within!”
He turned to face Ye Wu Shuang, his expression serious. “If you can grasp the mysteries within, you will obtain this royal-level spiritual technique. If you cannot… then this technique will be beyond your reach.”
Hearing this, Ye Wu Shuang stepped closer to the Bagua Ball. The ball’s exterior was encircled by four rotating iron rings, and its interior was adorned with ancient wooden patterns. It was a Bagua Ball carved from wood.
“To see the core is to see the origin!” Tian Linzi continued. “Your talent and willpower are sufficient. I believe in you.”
“I don’t believe in myself,” Ye Wu Shuang replied. “It seems you really did deceive us. Now that we’ve reached the end and the royal-level spiritual technique is within reach, you want me to solve the puzzle myself?”
Tian Linzi laughed. “A royal-level spiritual technique is exceedingly rare. To think you could obtain it without effort is naive.”
As their conversation continued, a confrontation emerged.
“I don’t want this royal-level spiritual technique,” Ye Wu Shuang declared. Tian Linzi’s smile froze.
A royal-level spiritual technique!
Not just for warriors at the Myriad Laws realm, but even those at the Return to Origin, Void Penetration, or even the Self-Forgetting realm would fight fiercely to obtain it.
And this guy was giving it up?
“Don’t joke around. The royal-level spiritual technique, you…” Tian Linzi began.
“I’m not joking,” Ye Wu Shuang said earnestly. “Since obtaining this technique might be dangerous, I’d rather not. After all, I’m still at the Myriad Laws realm. It’s too early for me to need a royal-level spiritual technique.”
“No way!” A roar of anger echoed throughout the hall.
Tian Linzi’s grip tightened on his paper fan, his hair and beard fluttering, and he glared at Ye Wu Shuang, his aura cold and stern. “You must take this technique!”
Hearing this, Ye Wu Shuang understood.
“It seems you didn’t intend to give me the spiritual technique, but rather… to have me break the seal that benefits you,” Ye Wu Shuang said with a smile. “Breaking the core mysteries within this Bagua Ball might indeed reveal a royal-level spiritual technique, but… doesn’t it also mean breaking the seal that binds you?”
As these words left Ye Wu Shuang’s lips, Tian Linzi’s expression changed dramatically.
