Journey to the Spirit Ascension Platform

Journey to the Spirit Ascension Platform

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

Heavy blows echoed through the empty room.

Chen Yan swung the Spirit Forged Mithril Hammers, pounding the metal with bitter resentment. Every time his twin hammers fell, the metal beneath them visibly shrank.

Damn it, using that to tempt a cadre? What cadre could resist that kind of temptation?

Distracted and agitated, Chen Yan's movements grew even more frenzied. Yet the metal's patterns gradually became clearer, and the hammering sounds slowly turned crisp.

"Buzz~"

As one hammer fell, a flash of bright silver rose abruptly, illuminating Chen Yan's profile.

Thousand Refined Second Grade? Not bad.

Chen Yan let out a breath and put away the Spirit Forging Hammers.

Sigh, once you reached that age, everything looked like love. He was only nine, yet people on this continent really matured early.

After silently mocking himself without showing it, Chen Yan returned to his room. But at the doorway, he inadvertently glanced toward the room next door...

Damn, you really are cheap! Chen Yan violently shook his head and slammed the door shut.

Lying in bed, Chen Yan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. His mind was filled with the plot.

What was certain now was that Gu Yuena was in her complete form. In other words, Tang Wulin currently had no connection with Gu Yuena, at least on the surface.

As far as the plot went, it would not have much impact in the early stages, aside from the loss of a top-tier mage. But its effects on the later stages would be utterly disruptive. First, there would be no foundation for love, meaning one less wife and son. Second, when Tang Wulin faced Gu Yuena, his life would be under immense threat.

Tang San would never allow such a thing to happen, and Tang Hao would certainly do everything possible to ensure Tang Wulin's safety. For now, though... well, they were living targets, completely lacking the strength to contend against the Lord of the Plane.

Besides, Chen Yan's heart had gradually begun to stir over the past three years.

What had he lacked most in his previous life? A girlfriend and money. Now, he felt that he would be capable of earning enough money to retire and live freely for the rest of his life. All he lacked was a girlfriend.

After all, he was not really a child. He still had an appreciation for women. Besides, even among elementary school students in his previous life, there had been plenty whose bodies and minds were far from pure. Let alone on this continent, where everyone matured early?

So, naturally, Gu Yuena was his first choice nearby. Coupled with Chen Yan's certainty that the two protagonists had no connection at all, as well as Gu Yuena's inexplicable closeness toward him, his thoughts became even more fanciful.

But he also felt that this might be too rash. He was not someone who took the initiative, and since Gu Yuena was in her complete form, he had no confidence that she would develop feelings. Moreover, Gu Yuena had specifically sought him out back then, making him suspect that there was some reason behind that inexplicable closeness.

Perhaps it was just as the saying went: But, my dear, that isn't love.

Thus, this idea of his was still only an idea. He was merely thinking about it.

Damn it, being transmigrated was no different from not being transmigrated. He still did not have a wife. Chen Yan cursed inwardly, turned over, and felt deeply miserable.

Tonight's night was one of tearful sorrow.

On the balcony next door.

Gu Yuena sat in a wicker chair, supporting a saucer in one hand and holding the cup handle with the other. The back of her hand rested lightly atop her pressed-together legs. White mist curled upward, and her tranquil air and faint beauty were plain to see.

She sat quietly. The bright moon in the sky was pure and radiant, while the more distant stars scattered across the heavens like specks of light. Yet she had no heart to admire them. Her eyes were half-lidded as she gazed at the extinguished lights next door.

Could the sights in the sky compare to what lay before her eyes? And could what lay before her eyes compare to the one in her heart?

Gu Yuena took a small sip, her eyes flickering. A silver flash passed, and only the scent of lavender remained where she had been...

Heaven Dou City Spirit Transfer Pagoda Branch

One of the eighteen Spirit Ascension Platforms established by the Spirit Transfer Pagoda in major cities was located here. The Spirit Transfer Pagoda's eighteen major branches were also known as the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars. This Spirit Transfer Pagoda could be seen from far away. It stood over a hundred stories tall, exceeding five hundred meters in height. Its base was octagonal and covered an immense area. Every ten floors, it narrowed inward, continuing all the way to the spire at its peak.

As the former imperial capital and the current location of the Forging Masters Association headquarters, it could be said to be the most important branch apart from the Spirit Transfer Pagoda headquarters and Mingdu.

Naturally, its resource allocation was extravagantly generous as well.

Chen Yan had only come here once before, under Gu Yuena's guidance, raising the age of his spirit ring to more than nine hundred years.

They entered the Spirit Transfer Pagoda and were greeted, as always, by its resplendent and luxurious interior decorations. It was absurdly rich. The floor was paved with dark golden stone bearing dazzling natural patterns. Massive stone pillars supported a dome dozens of meters high, and magnificent colored murals were carved across both the pillars and the dome. Other than some differences in the murals, these Spirit Transfer Pagodas seemed no different in appearance.

"Xiaoyan, what are you looking at?"

Fine, this was also one of the results of the past three years. Calling him Chen Yan directly seemed insufficiently intimate, so this nickname had come about.

Even if, according to the setting, you really are older than me, let me tell you this—when I was born, Tang San had not even appeared yet!

Chen Yan naturally had nothing good to say about that form of address. He, Chen Yan, was a man of unyielding backbone, all right? What the hell was Xiaoyan? Did it suit him? But between Yanyan and Xiaoyan, he still surrendered.

It was not that Yanyan was unaffordable, but Xiaoyan offered better value for money. (What he was really thinking: #^$##￥, in short, grumbling.)

"Nothing. Come on, let's go in."

Chen Yan said nothing more, merely shaking his head as he spoke to Gu Yuena.

Gu Yuena lifted her head slightly and glanced at the mural Chen Yan had been staring at for so long before withdrawing her gaze.

"Let's go."

Following the staff's directions, they took the elevator underground to the passage leading to the Spirit Ascension Platform. Two consciousness pods had already been prepared.

"Let's begin."

Gu Yuena and Chen Yan lay down in the consciousness pods as instructed. Various instruments were connected to their bodies, and then a flash of light passed before their eyes. They had already arrived in a primeval forest.

The vegetation here was just as dense as it had been two years ago, unchanged in the slightest.

Ancient trees dozens of meters tall, rarely seen in reality, stood everywhere. Moss had climbed over the exposed, tangled roots of the trees. Green vines and creepers entwined as they grew, hanging between one tree and another. Leaves concealed leaves, branches intertwined with branches. The sunlight was blocked completely.

"This time, we'll raise our spirits first, then go take a look at this level's guardian. We'll try to take its spirit bone."

Chen Yan was naturally delighted by Gu Yuena's suggestion. Fleecing the Spirit Transfer Pagoda—if he did not take advantage of it, it would be a waste!

As the saying went, heaven and earth would destroy anyone who did not look out for themselves! Especially when he had connections—wasn't it perfectly reasonable to do whatever he wanted within the limits of what the Spirit Transfer Pagoda had not forbidden?

Chen Yan casually swung a claw strike, chopping a hundred-year Nine Section Emerald into six pieces. Part of its body transformed into spiritual energy and dissipated, returning to this space, while another part merged into Chen Yan's body.