"Tower Climbing?"
"That's so ordinary?"
"Returning to the heart of it all—now that's a good challenge!"
"Tower Climbing... Isn't that just fighting? I can do that!"
"What good does that do you? You think Old Devil Lu can't? Or that you can do it better than him?"
"Sigh. With Old Devil Lu around, we'll never have our day in the sun..."
As soon as the challenge was announced, the cultivators broke into discussion. Most sounded rather pessimistic.
At the center of Leisure Cloud Lake, Sikong Che heard them and glanced at Rakshasa beside him.
Rakshasa gave him a discreet look, and Sikong Che nodded silently.
"The challenge may be simple, but I have other requirements..."
Sikong Che cleared his throat and raised a finger. A wave of pressure quietly spread, and the murmurs below stopped at once.
"The Myriad Dao Sect believes that countless great paths lead to the Celestial Bridge... We dislike being bound to a single solution."
"So no more than one hundred Illusion Realms may be made in the same category."
"And..."
"Those who insist on choosing the same category will have their scores discounted."
No sooner had Sikong Che finished speaking than he raised a second finger.
"Furthermore."
"The Myriad Dao Sect believes in keeping the great path simple... The smaller and more compact the Illusion Realm, the better."
With that, Sikong Che stepped back behind Rakshasa.
"Heavens! Elder Sikong's challenge takes us back to the beginning. No wonder he was chosen to lead off the gathering!"
Rakshasa picked up the thread, feigning astonishment. Then he looked smugly toward Lu Ze, a sly grin tugging at his lips.
"Everyone, Elder Sikong has stated his requirements. Allow me to display them for you now..."
He clapped his hands.
Blue-green spiritual energy formed lines of large characters