After charging through four trials in a row, Luo Yi didn't rush to attempt the fifth.
Instead, he slowly came to a stop and studied the fifth level before him.
After a long while, he looked up at the top of the trial tower with curiosity. "You bastard, judging by the trials I've passed so far, what rank of Disciple would I be in the Tianyan Sect? And what level of cultivation manuals would I be allowed to read?"
The Artifact Refining spirit had been pondering what difficulty to set for this trial—something reasonable, but enough to make Little Lion back down. At his question, its expression stiffened.
As Little Lion kept attempting the trials earlier, it had been determined to make things difficult for him, hoping he would give up.
But now that Little Lion had stopped and didn't seem inclined to continue, the spirit unexpectedly felt a little hollow inside.
Could this be what Master always called a masochist?
After cursing itself inwardly, the Trial Tower's Artifact Refining spirit slowly came to its senses and looked down at Little Lion.
"Little Lion, based on your performance in the four trials you've passed, you'd qualify as an Outer Sect Disciple of the Tianyan Sect, with permission to read cultivation techniques and secret arts of the Transforming Spirit Realm."
"But even though I hate to admit it, your performance earlier was too outstanding. Even if Master were still alive..."
"He'd likely make you an Inner Sect Disciple at the very least, and let you read cultivation methods and secret arts of the Void Refining Realm!"
"It's even possible he'd take you as his Personal Disciple, granting you access to cultivation methods and secret arts of the Combining Dao Realm!"
"Uh... Sorry to interrupt."
As the Artifact Refining spirit rambled on,