I, Qing Lan, Sell My Skills, Not My Body! (Please Vote)

Only seven days left before the Heavenly God Trial ends?

As he read that message, Qiu Tu's emotions became complicated.

If it had been the old him, already ranked among the top three in the Heavenly God Trial and with a chance of obtaining a Heavenly God Level, he would definitely have supported ending the Heavenly God Trial immediately.

But after learning about the challenges Heavenly Gods would face, the God Kings watching them like tigers, and the dangers of the Heavenly God Battlefield, what he wanted now was some time to catch his breath.

That would at least give him enough time to gather more information and intelligence, allowing him to make more plans.

Yet who could have expected things to go against his wishes?

The more he wanted to delay things, the more the world seemed determined to play a joke on him.

At that moment, perhaps sensing Qiu Tu's slightly unusual mood, Zhao Ji, who had also finished reading the message, raised her head and looked at him.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a trace of gentleness in her golden eyes.

However, she clearly had little experience comforting others.

So after a moment of silence, she finally said calmly, "Don't worry too much."

Her thoughts were clear as she explained, "If the Heavenly God Battlefield had already ended and the God Kings of the Six Great Paths had reached the summit, there would be no more Heavenly God Trial."

Hearing that, Qiu Tu froze for a moment before a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Zhao Ji's reasoning was indeed clear, and upon closer consideration, it was also very reasonable.

The reason was simple: the World Will had opened the Heavenly God Battlefield in order to select six top-tier God Kings, who