Spirit Pressure Tower

Xiang Tian returned to the Immortal Academy with the Immortal King Changning. As for what would happen next at Jade Pool, he did not pay it much mind.

Sometimes, simply getting rid of someone made revenge far too easy for them. If he could make her remember him every moment of every day, remember the harm and pain he had brought her, that too was immensely satisfying.

To be honest, Xiang Tian did not want to return to the academy. But the Immortal King said that in half a month, the Immortal Academy would need his help with something. With no other choice, he stayed.

Within the Immortal Academy, word of Xiang Tian's return had yet to spread, and he remained in his dormitory the entire time.

The academy had returned to its usual calm when Qiu Changfeng came looking for him.

"Xiang Tian, in half a month, there will be a Dao discussion above the Sea of Dao. The academy will send some disciples to participate. Are you interested?"

Seeing Qiu Changfeng awkwardly rubbing his hands together, Xiang Tian found it rather amusing.

"Dean, you've helped me so much already. Why are you still embarrassed to bring this up? Why be so polite with me?"

Qiu Changfeng sighed, sat down, and said to Xiang Tian, "To be honest, every Dao discussion draws students and disciples of many reclusive old monsters. There will be an exhibition sparring match for those under thirty, and most of them are genius monsters who have been kept hidden away. The reward for first place is something I need. You also know that our academy is different from them. Those people have all been cultivated with every ounce of effort poured into them. Compared to them, the students in our academy still fall far short."

He was not wrong. Given the academy's nature, it was impossible to devote exceptional attention to every single person. Now that Ning Rong had left, the strength of the academy's top students had dropped by a level.

After considering everything, it seemed Xiang Tian was the only one presentable enough to send.

"What realms were these people at in previous years?"

Xiang Tian was somewhat puzzled. After all, Spirit Transformation cultivators under thirty were everywhere in the academy; they should not have been considered weak.

Qiu Changfeng frowned. "This event occurs once every five years. The previous champion has already passed the age limit, but there is one person you must pay special attention to. At twenty-three, he was already at Peak Deity Transformation. He is from the Yin Family, and his name is Yin Qian. There is a high chance he will appear again this time."

The Yin Family. Yin Qian.

Xiang Tian had no impression of this Aristocratic Clan.

"The Yin Family is an Aristocratic Clan like the Ding Family, but it is far stronger than the Ding Family. A Golden Immortal presides over the clan, and they excel at concealment and transformation. I suspect Yin Qian has very likely already broken through to the Void Shattering Realm. Moreover, we cannot rule out the possibility of other monstrous Void Shattering geniuses under thirty."

After hearing Qiu Changfeng's explanation, Xiang Tian frowned. The Void Shattering Realm—this was rather troublesome. After all, calling for reinforcements in the arena would be somewhat inappropriate.

"Alright, I understand. Dean, I want to make a trip to our Spirit Pressure Tower. After all, I'm still only at Spirit Transformation. I want to improve myself as quickly as possible."

Qiu Changfeng was somewhat moved. Xiang Tian saying this was tantamount to agreeing. He immediately nodded. "Then I must thank you, Student Xiang Tian. But don't put too much pressure on yourself."

After seeing Qiu Changfeng off, Xiang Tian stood halfway up the mountain, countless thoughts swirling through his mind. He had been away from home for many days now. He wondered whether his two elder sisters missed him.

He took a deep breath. He had to become stronger. After all, he had once pounded his chest and promised that he would become an unrivaled hero, that he would protect his two elder sisters well. Whoever dared bully them, he would smash them to bits! Smash them until not even dregs remained!

At that thought, a faint smile curled Xiang Tian's lips.

The Spirit Pressure Tower was a place within the Immortal Academy that assisted in raising one's realm. Special spirit formations here could compress the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The higher the floor, the more intense the compression. Naturally, it also placed incomparable pressure on those inside.

When he arrived beneath the Spirit Pressure Tower, a student was on duty. The moment he saw Xiang Tian appear, he was dumbfounded.

Good heavens, when had this great baleful star returned?

Xiang Tian looked at him. "Student, register me. I want to enter the Spirit Pressure Tower."

"O-okay."

That person hurriedly wrote down Xiang Tian's name. Watching Xiang Tian's retreating back, he let out a long breath. Why did this guy still look so terrifying now?

At the same time, the students still inside the tower all noticed Xiang Tian. Most of them stared in stunned disbelief; some were so startled that they directly dropped the things they were holding.

Seeing their reactions, Xiang Tian's face darkened. What the hell, this was ridiculous. Was he really that scary?

Not wishing to pay them much attention, Xiang Tian directly climbed the stairs and entered the first floor.

The first floor had double the pressure. Several students were standing in horse stances, their faces flushed red from holding back. Those doing slightly better sat cross-legged and breathed in and out, absorbing and refining the spiritual energy within the tower.

Pfft!

Suddenly, the students who were holding horse stances to adapt to the tower's pressure saw Xiang Tian, failed to draw in a breath, and dropped onto the ground on their butts.

Xiang Tian clenched and unclenched his fists. He could not endure it. He truly could not endure it. Why did his fellow students act as though they had seen a ghost whenever they saw him?

Looking at those students' pale faces and terrified expressions, Xiang Tian glared fiercely at them, nearly frightening them into fainting.

He felt that the Immortal Academy's students had fallen into a misunderstanding regarding him. When he had the chance, he definitely needed to discuss it properly with Qiu Changfeng and change this situation.

The second and third floors drew mostly the same reactions, making Xiang Tian so furious that he nearly wanted to tear down the Spirit Pressure Tower!

Fortunately, the higher he went, the fewer students there were. By the fifth floor, only two remained. The fifth floor already carried fifty times the pressure. Those who could remain here were basically students who had stepped down from the academy's Prodigy Class.

The two were meditating, sweat still beading on their faces, painful expressions surfacing from time to time. Xiang Tian did not disturb them and simply headed upward.

He was different from the others. The spiritual energy he needed to break through might be ten times, perhaps even a hundred times, what others required.

Therefore, remaining on the fifth floor was clearly not enough. The Spirit Pressure Tower had ten floors in total. Since its founding, the strongest person had only reached the ninth floor.

As for the tenth floor, it bore a terrifying thousandfold pressure!

Xiang Tian's steps slowed as he climbed, and beads of sweat began to slide down.

In the hall beneath the tower, everyone saw the light on the sixth floor illuminate.

"Holy shit, someone reached the sixth floor! Could it be Xiang Tian?"

"That guy really is a monster. He's too strong! The sixth floor has nearly a hundred times the pressure!"

"No, he hasn't stopped! Look at the seventh floor!"

Someone cried out again in shock. The crowd saw that the light on the seventh floor had also lit up!

Immediately afterward, the eighth floor lit up as well, nearly making their eyeballs fall out!

"Madness, madness! Holy shit, Xiang Tian is about to take off!"

"Take off? He took off long ago. Didn't you see how he couldn't even be bothered to glance at you when he arrived?"

Someone refuted him.

"No, he wants to challenge the ninth floor!"

Someone else cried out. Everyone stared at the tower and held their breath. The light on the ninth floor flickered on and off like a ghost.