The fifth floor truly contained Near-God cultivation techniques.
The three Star Path martial artists obediently took only one each.
"Can I still take one?" Huo Qinglan asked.
"I'm not sure either. You four go on ahead. I'll take a look at the sixth floor," Jiang Changkong said.
"Alright." The four nodded.
One of them asked curiously, "I wonder what's on the sixth floor?"
"A Near-God. If you want to see one, I can take you up," Jiang Changkong said indifferently.
"Forget it, then."
The four hurriedly shook their heads. They had no desire to meet that Near-God whose fleshly body was immortal.
After letting them rest on the third floor, Jiang Changkong went alone to the sixth floor.
On the sixth floor stood a parasol tree, upon which rested one Golden Crow and two phoenixes.
Of course, they were all statues—lifeless objects.
More than a hundred Near-God corpses sat cross-legged here.
The body-tempering Near-God sat beside the parasol tree. Sensing Jiang Changkong's arrival, he raised his head, his eyes calm.
"Since you're alive, let's have a chat," Jiang Changkong said evenly.
"You've improved greatly compared to a year ago. Your courage has grown quite a bit as well."
The body-tempering Near-God spoke slowly.
"Courage grows with strength," Jiang Changkong said lightly.
Though he still could not see through the body-tempering Near-God's strength, he knew that this Near-God would not attack.
"I lured you here this time because I wanted to give you the Star Path, Star Saint, and Near-God sections of the Immortal Scripture."
"You lured me here?"
"You bear my imprint. I can sense where you are."
The body-tempering Near-God said calmly, "After this, we likely will not meet again for a long time."
"How long?"
The body-tempering Near-God continued, "If nothing unexpected happens, it will be after you