"Fuck!!!"
A thunderous roar erupted from a room in Wind and Moon Pavilion.
Guo Yunwen exited If You're a Cultivator, Descend a Hundred Levels, drenched in sweat.
After learning from Spirit Cloud Sect disciples in the Nurturing Spirit Hall that the Artifact Forging Hall sold Mini Illusion Towers and Crystals, Guo Yunwen had bought a set and returned to his residence for some peace and quiet.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he tried hard to steady his breathing.
Sky Profound Gate's cultivation was exceedingly strict, with particular emphasis on nurturing one's heart.
The sect's disciples generally possessed temperaments far superior to those of lesser sects.
As a True Disciple, Guo Yunwen stood among the best in that regard.
Yet he had never imagined that an illusion—an illusion created by a Foundation Establishment cultivator—would shatter his composure.
"Why did that tree move!! Damn it!!!"
Guo Yunwen gritted his teeth, his face twisted in fury.
He had died over a hundred times, yet still could not fathom the thoughts of that Lu Ze.
Every so often, he would spring something huge on him from the most unexpected place. It was enough to make cold sweat pour down one's back.
That morning, when he watched Yang Zhengxin attempt the challenge in the Nurturing Spirit Hall, he had only found it amusing.
He had even thought that if he went in himself, he would not end up quite so miserably.
At the very least, he would not lose his composure in public.
Only now did he realize
that anyone who could enter that illusion without losing their composure was practically divine.
It took quite some time before Guo Yunwen's breathing finally calmed.
Just then, his Sound Transmission Jade Slip received a message.
It was from a fellow senior brother currently at Sky Profound