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"Waiting for what?"

Bian Chunchou and Lin Congcong had finally said enough. They reluctantly shook hands and made peace, agreeing that whoever cleared more floors of the tower would have to buy the other ten boxes of Jade-Scented Yuan Cake, or something of equal value.

"Waiting for..."

Before Wen Xu could answer, six more people suddenly descended from the once-calm sky. Two were familiar faces—Xia Ying and Wu Fang. They knew none of the other four, who were not disciples of Yonglu Mountain either.

Of the six, everyone except Xia Ying seemed to be at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. Wu Fang had looked perfectly at ease, but the moment he saw Bian Chunchou again, his expression darkened.

"Junior Brother Lin, you made it in too. Looks like we really should have split up sooner." Xia Ying waved the Radiant Scorch Sword in delight, then walked over to the four of them. "If I'd known I'd be doing this floor with you, I wouldn't have resisted so much."

"You know what this floor—"

"You don't know?" Xia Ying jerked her chin toward the five vigorous Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators opposite them. "This round is a contest. For those five to win, they have to catch all of us. And we..."

Chen Zui understood at once. "I get it."

"What do you get?" Xia Ying suspected the big fellow might have got the wrong idea.

"If I beat them all flat, I win."

Xia Ying reached out. "No—" We only have to avoid getting caught for twelve double-hours to win! Senior Brother Chen, why are you charging out? Those are five Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators, not cabbages at the Qi Refining Late Stage!

"Little Grandmaster Uncle, aren't you going to stop him?"

Wen Xu said, "...I can't."

Fair enough.