"Old Wen, this is a gamble with your life. Be careful—you've got one corpse and three lives riding on you." Hearing the gossip around them, Little Illusion suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"Don't worry. I know my own life best." Wenren Sheng looked utterly confident.
"I suddenly feel even less confident." Little Illusion looked around, seemingly searching for an escape route.
At that moment, the owner of Heavenly Crane Tower, an old man in a long azure robe, came down to greet them.
"You two must be the Chess Path masters who reserved a challenge for the Thirty-Three Heavens?" the old man asked with cupped hands.
"How did you know it was us?" Little Illusion asked curiously.
"Heh, the bearing of you two is extraordinary at a glance," the old man flattered them. Naturally, he would not mention that ever since receiving the challenge reservation, he had already investigated Wenren Sheng and Little Illusion's appearances and conduct.
"You've got a good eye. We're Extraterrestrials," Little Illusion said smugly.
"Mm, many Extraterrestrials have arrived in recent years, but none had the bearing of you two," the old man flattered them again.
Wenren Sheng nodded, then followed the old man's stream of compliments to the highest floor.
The highest floor stood over a hundred meters high, a broad wooden platform with nineteen horizontal and nineteen vertical lines carved into the floor, forming an enormous Go board.
What frightened people was that there were no railings around the giant board at all. It was completely open on every side! Standing atop it, one would feel ready to topple over when the high-altitude winds blew.
"Eh, why are there no railings..." Little Illusion asked in surprise. Of course, she was not afraid of heights. "What if the stones fall?"
"If they fall, they fall."