Intermission

"Great Sage, call off your powers!"

Hearing the echoing shout rise from below, amplified by a technique like Lion's Roar Skill, Feng Xue's face darkened. He immediately lowered the cloud and looked at Chen Xiyao, who had her hands cupped around her mouth like a megaphone. He tossed her the salt in his hand and asked:

"What kind of stunt are you pulling now?"

"Huh?" Chen Xiyao's eyes widened in disbelief. "Aren't you the one pulling a stunt? Ow!"

After taking a smack to the forehead, Chen Xiyao rubbed her head with exaggerated care. Feng Xue watched her and patted the cloud beside him. "Hop on. I'll take you for a spin."

"Can I? There isn't some weird rule where only pure-hearted people can stand on it, is there?" Chen Xiyao asked uncertainly. Feng Xue grimaced. He had a feeling she was insulting him.

"Enough with the questions! Are you coming or not?"

"Of course I am!" Flying was humanity's ultimate dream, and Chen Xiyao wasn't about to pass up the chance to ride on a cloud. But once the white cloud rose into the air, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes widened. "Ah, you're not going to... Um, can you fly a little higher?"

"What goes through your head all day?"

Feng Xue took one look at Chen Xiyao's expression and immediately understood. He simply piloted the Somersault Cloud all the way back to the Tower of Babel and flew up to the 107th floor. Only then did he say, "You're a real person, so Weird Tales don't restrict you. I'll give you Passage Right. If you need anything, just come find me. If I'm not here, leave a message at my place. Also, don't go through any open doors."

He entered the room through a newly