Something Went Wrong

Everyone's lips twitched, their faces wearing the look of people staring at a dead man.

"Damn! Where did this reckless fool come from? Someone already warned him, yet he still dared to enter! Was he really not afraid of death?"

"Hmph! There were always arrogant geniuses who believed themselves to be children of destiny, thinking they could tame the spiritual power inside. And the result? Without exception, they all died in there. Number One Room was about to gain another lost soul!"

"This is bad, someone's going to die! Hurry and notify the dean to save him! If we delay any longer, he'll really die in there!"

The young girl's face filled with worry as she shouted anxiously.

To prevent others from disturbing geniuses who were in seclusion and making breakthroughs inside the rooms, thereby causing them to suffer cultivation deviation, every room in the Nine-Level Demon-Suppression Pagoda could not be opened from the outside once someone had entered.

Only the dean, who possessed higher authority, had the right to open them. At a time like this, they could do nothing and could only call for the dean to come save him.

Yet despite the girl shouting for quite some time, not a single person ran downstairs to seek help. Everyone sat as though their buttocks had been glued to the ground, without moving an inch.

The bearded Gu cultivator curled his lips into a cold smile. "Save him? If you want to save him, go yourself. I'm not meddling in this."

"Everyone has a limited number of times they can cultivate within the Nine-Level Demon-Suppression Pagoda. It takes an enormous amount of contribution points to exchange for a single opportunity to cultivate in the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Running out to call for help now means wasting one opportunity to