Mo Fei and Mo Yu's teasing left Meng Shang seething, and Ling Tian was at his wits' end as well. Whenever he saw Fairy Meng Shang stealing glances at him, he felt even more torn between laughter and tears.
Perhaps to ease the awkwardness, Su Ying tugged at Fairy Meng Shang. "Bei Bei, hurry and recover. Just look at Big Brother Mo Yu and the others—you can tell this nine-story Linglong Pagoda is no ordinary thing. We need to be prepared."
Given a way out, Fairy Meng Shang stopped arguing with Mo Yu. She sat cross-legged and began to recover, and the others stopped standing around and did the same.
Time flew by as everyone recovered. Before long, three hours had passed.
"All right, you can climb the tower now." Mo Fei roused them. A sly glint flashed in his eyes. "I think this experience will only make you yearn more for strength. Little Guys, enjoy yourselves. Oh, and one more thing: this time, we plan to keep only two thousand people. That means you'll need to rank among the top two thousand on the Linglong Pagoda to qualify for the third round of screening."
At his words, everyone, including Ling Tian, was startled. Keeping only two thousand meant that of the more than three thousand people present, fourteen or fifteen hundred would be eliminated. The rate of elimination was far harsher than in the previous trials.
At that thought, many people grew solemn. But those who remained were all the Immortal Realm's absolute elite. Mo Yu's words did not frighten them; each of them steeled their resolve and headed for the nine-story Linglong Pagoda.
Everyone set off toward the Linglong Pagoda, but Ling Tian and the others did not move right away. Qiong Lie glanced at Han Xi, who