Chapter 64: The Difficulty of Breaking the Tower at Saint Level, the First Person in History
“Prince Qin Bei, the challenge difficulty of the Demon Suppression Tower is at the Saint Level!”
“You are the first person in history to achieve this; your reward will be a celestial-grade technique or divine spell!”
The voice of the weapon spirit lingered in everyone’s minds, echoing like an annoying ringtone that just wouldn’t quit.
“Celestial-grade? Did I hear that right?”
“Can a technique at this level really be awarded to Foundation Establishment cultivators?”
“Is that all you’re concerned about? Haven’t you heard that the Saint Level is the absolute highest difficulty in history? And even with that, Qin Bei still reached the sixth floor on his first try! Doesn’t that sound like mythical folklore to you?”
……
As everyone was debating, another figure stumbled out, completely drenched in blood and looking like they’d just faced a wild boar.
Everyone recognized him at a glance.
It was Qin Chen, who had entered with Qin Bei!
At this moment, Qin Chen was in bad shape, clearly having sustained serious injuries again.
“Alas~ What a pity, still couldn’t pass the fifth floor,” the crowd sighed, looking at Qin Chen with sympathetic eyes.
……
“Cough cough”
Qin Chen spat out another mouthful of blood upon exiting. He hastily took out a healing pill and swallowed it, feeling a tad better.
Turning to glance at Qin Bei beside him, he saw Qin Bei had already changed clothes and looked like nothing had happened at all.
For a moment, he actually doubted his own eyesight.
But the voice of the weapon spirit kept echoing, reminding him that he definitely heard that Qin Bei had cleared the fifth floor.
“How did he pull that off? Why does he look like nothing happened after getting through the fifth floor?”
Qin Chen’s eyes brimmed with confusion.
He realized he hadn’t given Qin Bei enough credit before because he thought Qin Bei’s cultivation wasn’t high enough.
But Qin Chen wasn’t discouraged; rather, he found a new direction for his own growth.
Qin Bei turned and glanced at him without saying a word.
From now on, whenever others mentioned Prince Qin Bei, they would never put him behind Qin Chen just because of a lack of cultivation.
In the eyes of the older generation, Qin Bei had now shown talent that might even eclipse that of Qin Chen!
Of course, this was assuming his training speed could keep up with Qin Chen.
This condition would always be a consideration, especially since Qin Bei hadn’t yet reached the cultivation level of his peers.
“Brother, how are you holding up?”
Princess Ling Er, who had previously been itching to know whether Qin Bei would sell her divine techniques, rushed over the moment she saw Qin Chen’s injuries.
She was more worried about Qin Chen’s condition than whether Qin Bei would sell her skills.
……
“Bro, you’re amazing!”
As Qin Bei stepped outside, Qin Xuan dashed over, his eyes sparkling like a kid in a candy store.
“How are you?”
Qin Bei patted Qin Xuan’s chubby head with a smile.
“I’m hopeless; it’s only Saint-level difficulty, and I only managed to pass the first two levels,” Qin Xuan replied, disappointment oozing from him.
Because he could see the colossal gap between himself and Qin Bei.
The crowd, witnessing his downcast demeanor, wanted to shake some sense into him.
Listen up! Listen up!
Is this even human language?
The difficulty of breaking the tower is only Saint-level?
How many people in the entire royal family can even reach that level?
Even the former Emperor Xia barely managed that!
And he had cleared the first two levels on his first try—Qin Chen had only achieved that.
And somehow in your mouth, that has turned into something pathetic?
What’s more, you’re just a little squirt who isn’t even twelve yet!
Isn’t this just a slap in the face for all the royal brothers present?
“It’s fine. Didn’t I just pass the fifth floor as well? It’s not a big deal,” Qin Bei shrugged.
Everyone: ….
Well, of course! They’re siblings!
They’re both just so infuriatingly charming!
“Ahem~”
Old Jiu, who had been silently suffering off to the side, finally couldn’t hold back and coughed twice.
“Prince Bei, please stop dampening everyone’s spirits. Come over and choose your prize!”
“Coming right up!”
Qin Bei practically skipped over to Old Jiu, buzzing with excitement.
He purposefully broke that record for this moment.
“Let me clarify for you: you have four divine items and one celestial item. These are rewards bestowed by Master Qi Ling and can be directly chosen without pondering too much.”
“You’ve cleared the fifth level of the Demon Suppression Tower, meaning you can freely comprehend any skills or divine spells from the lower five levels of the Martial Arts Pavilion.”
“What skill levels are available in the lower five levels of the Martial Arts Pavilion?”
Qin Bei asked, curiosity sparking in him, knowing this was crucial for his near-future actions.
“Look over here. This board details the corresponding skill levels for each floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion.”
Old Jiu pointed to a drawing board beside him.
Qin Bei and Qin Xuan leaned in, eager to see.
First floor: all levels of Human Quality.
Second floor: all levels of Spiritual Quality.
Third floor: all levels of Earth Quality.
Fourth floor: low-level Heaven Quality, mid-level Heaven Quality.
Fifth floor: high-level Heaven Quality, top-notch Heaven Quality.
Sixth floor: low-level Divine Quality, mid-level Divine Quality.
Seventh floor: high-level Divine Quality, top-notch Divine Quality.
Eighth floor: all levels of Celestial Quality.
Ninth floor: Saint Quality.
……
After scanning it, Qin Bei realized that the highest level he could choose freely was the top-notch Heaven Quality.
At this level, techniques were already quite advanced for those at the Foundation Building stage.
Meanwhile, the crowd of Golden Core realm cultivators around them were itching for this level of martial arts.
However, for Qin Bei, who had received four divine rewards and one celestial reward, the techniques and spells from the fifth level held little appeal.
“Here, take these five jade slips. Whenever you want to exchange for techniques or spells, just bring the slips, and you can swap them directly.”
Old Jiu produced five different jade slips from his pocket and handed them to Qin Bei, explaining the corresponding levels for each slip.
Especially the one corresponding to the celestial-grade technique, which, when held, made Qin Bei feel the subtle power of laws.
“Keep in mind these jade slips are not for one-time use; you need to return them to me after you’re done.”
Old Jiu reminded firmly.
“Understood!”
“Also, I’m sure you’re aware of the Martial Arts Pavilion’s rules: no matter if it’s a reward from Master Qi Ling or one you comprehend personally, each jade slip can only be used by one person. It’s impossible for two to practice from the same slip at the same time; got it?”
Old Jiu emphasized.
The skills and spells in the Martial Arts Pavilion aren’t original copies.
They’re merely imprinted on the slips by someone’s essence. Higher-level skills often include soul demonstrations.
The downside? After one person views it, the imprint fades away like a vanishing act.
Of course, this is also a deliberate move by the royal family.
One reason is to prevent their techniques from leaking out into the wild for outsiders to learn.
The second is to avoid internal exchanges that could lead to profit gains from understanding the skills. By not clearly stating that royal members cannot trade with one another, they facilitate motivation among the royal family members to tackle the tower and grasp techniques rapidly.
For example, if someone comprehends a celestial-grade technique and could easily lend out the slip, that person could leverage it as a bargaining chip for countless benefits.
That would directly contradict the royal family’s philosophy of fighting for everything based on strength.
And giving a technique that’s only enough for one person to practice means the recipient will definitely treasure it.
They’d never just hand it off for others to use.
Even if they wanted to trade, they could only do it once.
It’s always easier for the royal family to acquire skills than scouring around outside, so even if they do trade, they can’t reasonably expect to swap it for equally valuable goods.
Naturally, not many would be keen to trade.
Old Jiu wanted Qin Bei to grasp this.
If he sold the jade slips to others, he would lose out on his chance to learn.
He needed to think long and hard before making any moves.
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