"Ancestor, what does the Asura God say now? Can he still come out and cause trouble?"
"Although he cannot interfere with the affairs of the lower realm, Slaughter City is, after all, his place of inheritance, so he can still exert some control. While he cannot descend to kill you himself, he can certainly issue you the Nine Trials of Asura and arrange some impossible tasks!"
Qian Xunqian: "That's a good thing! A free Asura God position!"
"Based on my understanding of the Asura God, he is the type of person who would surely arrange trials for you like this: The First Trial of Asura: engage in union with the Asura God's divine consciousness for one day; The Second Trial of Asura: engage in union with the Asura God's avatar for two days..."
Qian Xunqian: ...
The world went quiet; both the Angel God and Qian Xunqian fell into a tacit silence.
"I don't dare to go anymore."
Qian Xunqian didn't just want to go to Slaughter City to increase her strength; she hoped to use her own light power to transform and assimilate Slaughter City, just like the Evil God Pearl embedded in her head spirit bone.
She wanted to completely turn Slaughter City into a prison for Spirit Hall!
After all, as long as it remained in the hands of the Asura God, she couldn't rest easy. What if one day the King of Slaughter received an order from the Asura God to take revenge on society?
If he released all the Fallen Ones and Evil Spirit Masters inside Slaughter City, that would be enough of a headache for Qian Xunqian.
"If this ancestor were a bit stronger and reached the God King level, I could help you reject the Asura God trials! But for now, the level of the Angel God trials is inferior to the Asura God trials. Sigh..."
Qian Xunqian discovered a blind spot. Thinking of the self-created god position the ancestor mentioned earlier, a sudden, wild idea sprouted in her mind, fermented, and perfected...
"Alright! Hurry up and start your third trial! The name of the third trial: Climb the Angel God Staircase. There are 999 steps in total, and you must start from the first step and climb to the last. Each step has illusions of corresponding strength to fight you; only by defeating these illusions can you proceed to the next step!"
Qian Xunqian sighed in annoyance and said, "If only I had chosen a ten-year Solitary Bamboo for my first spirit skill back then, I could rely on my angel pole vaulting to jump to the last floor in one go! Completing the trial in an instant!"
The Angel God said with a bewildered expression, "Child, have you developed a fever and burned your brain silly? What kind of nonsense are you spouting! Is the pressure a bit too much lately? For the sake of your mental health, how about we delay the trial for a bit?"
"No, no, no! This is a meme from our Douluo Continent. Let's start, Ancestor, I can't wait!"
"As you wish, Angel Trial Three: Climb the Angel God Staircase, activated! Reach the final step within one year. Reward: one God-Bestowed Spirit Ring. Failure penalty: hair dyed gold."
Qian Xunqian suddenly felt like she had been set up. To defend her long, straight black hair, charge!
It must be said that the Angel God's aesthetic sense was at the same table as the Sea God. The Sea God liked blue-gold, so the Sea God Staircase was pure blue-gold, and the Angel God's steps—needless to say—were about to blind her eyes!
Starting with a huge debuff, how is this supposed to be played? Damn Angel God, don't you know her spirit is the Angel Eye? This golden light makes it impossible for me to even open my eyes. Damn it, I want to report this; there's a conspiracy!
However, despite that, the steps still had to be climbed. The first three hundred steps were completely pressure-free for Qian Xunqian. The illusions on the steps would explode just by looking at her; she could climb a step in almost a single breath.
Difficulty only began from the three-hundred-and-first step upwards. The mental power of the illusions rose sharply, but for Qian Xunqian, it was nothing more than a single "Electric Eye Intimidation."
She rushed through another hundred levels like this. Although the strength of the illusions on each level was three percent higher than the previous one, Qian Xunqian felt no pressure at all. In her view, the monsters on the four-hundredth level were no different from those on the three-hundred-and-first.
If one had to point out a difference, the monsters on the four-hundredth level required two lasers to eliminate, while the three-hundred-and-first only needed one.
Not to mention that she had just condensed a spirit core, which could spontaneously absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and convert it into spirit power. She had no fear of running out of supplies. She climbed four hundred steps in one go, and her spirit power had only been consumed by thirty percent.
Qian Xunqian, neither panting nor blushing, shouted toward the sky in a very suicidal manner:
"Ancestor, is this all your Angel God Staircase has to offer? Do you believe I can finish climbing it in one day? I suggest that if the rest of this staircase is of this strength, you'd better go buy a stronger one!"
The Angel God was provoked. People tend to laugh when they are angry, and the Angel God's laughter was terrifying.
"Fine! I'll add some difficulty for you!"
As she spoke, the Angel God released the pressure of a level 99 Limit Douluo, and for the next five hundred and ninety-nine steps, Qian Xunqian would have to climb while bearing the pressure of this Limit Douluo!
If you don't court death, you won't die. Although she was a level 90 Spirit Douluo, bearing the pressure of a Limit Douluo was indeed uncomfortable. Qian Xunqian had to divert half of her spirit power just to withstand the pressure.
Moreover, starting from the four-hundred-and-first step, the Angel God seemed to have temporarily modified the monster-spawning mechanism. The illusions on the four-hundredth level were clearly only Spirit Emperor level, but by the four-hundred-and-first, they were directly Spirit Douluos.
Qian Xunqian: I...
Her climbing speed slowed down significantly. Facing Spirit Douluo-level illusions that were on par with her own rank, Qian Xunqian could no longer easily take them down instantly; it took quite a bit of effort to climb to the next step.
When she climbed to the four-hundred-and-fifty-sixth step, Qian Xunqian couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly raised her hand to request a pause; her spirit power was exhausted.
"Yo, yo, yo, that's it? You haven't even climbed halfway yet? Who was it that kept saying they would finish climbing it for me in one day?" The Angel God's mockery arrived right on cue.
"Ancestor, you're cheating, changing the rules on the fly. I don't accept this!" Qian Xunqian scratched her head in frustration.
"You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, then go dye your hair gold!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Ancestor, just you wait. Once I finish eating and recover my spirit power, I'll be back!"
Qian Xunqian saved her progress and exited the god trial. A day had already passed, and her stomach was growling. It was the middle of the night, quiet and still, and everyone was asleep. With no other choice, she had to go to the kitchen to see if there were any leftovers.
Although her spirit power had been drained by the Angel God trial, because she had condensed a spirit core, her recovery was quite fast; at least she had the strength to cook.
The kitchen fire was out, but there was a roasted chicken and a bucket of rice kept warm in a rice cooker. Thinking it must have been prepared for her, Qian Xunqian felt a warmth in her heart.
She took two eggs from the kitchen, snapped her left fingers to produce a flame, held an egg in her right hand, and struck it twice against the cutting board. With a forceful squeeze, she cracked the egg into the flame. Relying on her spirit power to support it, the egg liquid floated in mid-air, slowly solidified, and a perfect fried egg was produced.
Don't ask her why she didn't use a pan, because doing it this way was cool!
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