Trial Tower and the Supreme Celestial

"I had this news spread by a storyteller, so how could they not believe it?"

Li Moqing thought to himself silently.

Three days ago, Li Moqing gave a storyteller a hundred gold coins, telling him to thoroughly publicize the matter of the Qigu Secret Realm located beneath Hope-for-Life Cliff.

Having received so much gold, the storyteller naturally put in the effort, and within three days, the news had spread across both regions.

At the same time, he also purchased a batch of alchemy furnaces, which would have marvelous uses later on.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for having the fabrications believed by large and small factions in the Eastern Region's Search Province and the Southern Domain of Qitian. The Qigu Secret Realm has now been realized!]

[The secret realm is about to manifest and will open for entry in one month!]

[Secret Realm Rules: Only cultivators from both regions under the age of forty and at the Foundation Establishment Realm eighth tier or below are permitted to enter!]

[This fabrication has come true, deducting the chance to make a fabrication come true for everyone granted by taking Chen Guyu as a disciple. The host no longer has any chances to make fabrications come true for everyone!]

"Oh? The system actually set the opening time and rules for the secret realm on its own?"

Li Moqing raised an eyebrow. "That's fine as well, since I'm out of chances to make fabrications come true for everyone for the time being anyway."

"As for this opening time and rules, I'll just let the people of the factions from both regions calculate them for themselves."

"Turning Hope-for-Life Cliff, such a perilous place, into a secret realm can also be considered doing a good deed for the people of both regions."

"Who would have thought that the words I made up wouldn't even need to be spoken aloud by myself in order to come true."

Li Moqing muttered to himself inwardly.

The creation of the Qigu Secret Realm this time was merely an experiment of his to see if things he made up could also come true through the mouths of others.

The answer was self-evident—as long as others believed it, it would work!

"Splendid, simply splendid. There will be vast room for fabrication in the future."

Li Moqing thought to himself.

He suddenly looked toward Zhang Xingfeng, Dongfang Muxue, and Chen Guyu, his expression solemn. "You three disciples, your cultivation has been advancing too quickly, yet your practical experience and spell mastery are somewhat lagging behind. Doing so will cause an imbalance."

"Starting today, you shall go to the Trial Tower to undergo various trials all at once!"

"The Trial Tower?"

The three of them looked at each other in dismay.

"Master, where is the Trial Tower?"

Chen Guyu asked with a puzzled expression.

"Follow your master!"

With that, Li Moqing transformed into a beam of light and flew out of the hall.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Xingfeng and the others naturally stepped on their weapons and followed closely behind.

"Huh?!"

Lü Liu, who had just finished eating and arrived at the Discussion Hall, watched the four streaks of light, completely bewildered.

Heavenly Mist Sect.

On the east side of the sect square, a tower stood five miles away from the Time Tower.

Li Moqing and the three disciples descended in flashes of light.

"This is the Trial Tower."

Li Moqing pointed at the tower before him and smiled faintly.

"As for the introduction and rules of the Trial Tower, look at the stone tablet beside it."

Hearing this, the three of them skillfully looked toward the right side of the tower.

[Trial Tower: It has a total of seven floors, with each floor representing a realm, increasing sequentially from low to high.

Each floor contains one hundred pavilions, and every pavilion has a number.

Perilous environments will manifest within the pavilions. The higher the number, the more dangerous it is, serving to help disciples simulate trials, known as "tower-climbing".

During the process of climbing the tower, the experience, pain, and death are all real, but one will not truly be injured or die.

Once one voluntarily withdraws from the Trial Tower or dies within a pavilion, it is considered a failure in climbing the tower.

If climbing the tower fails, one may not enter again on the same day.]

[Rules:

Vice Sect Master: May enter the tower for trials once a day.

Sect Elders: May enter the tower for trials once every three days.

Sect Vice Elders: May enter the tower for trials once every five days.

Legacy Disciples: May enter the tower for trials once a day.

Core Disciples: May enter the tower for trials once every three days.

Inner Sect Disciples: May enter the tower for trials once every five days.

Outer Sect Disciples: May enter the tower for trials once every ten days.

Other Disciples: May enter the tower for trials twice a month.]

"Simulated perils?" "Real experiences?" "No true death or injury?"

After reading through it, Zhang Xingfeng and the others were each filled with astonishment.

"Master, I wish to go in and try!"

Zhang Xingfeng instantly grew interested.

"I want to as well!"

Dongfang Muxue and Chen Guyu naturally felt the same.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for having the fabrications believed by legacy disciples Zhang Xingfeng, Dongfang Muxue, and Chen Guyu. The sect's Trial Tower has now been realized!]

[Trial Tower: Simulates trials to help disciples improve their spell cultivation and adaptability!]

"Very well, go on in."

Hearing the system's voice, Li Moqing said expressionlessly to the three of them.

"Whoosh!"

Unable to wait a moment longer, Zhang Xingfeng and the two others transformed into beams of light and entered.

Li Moqing smiled faintly, and following right behind the three of them, he also entered the Trial Tower.

"Ah!"

Before long, the three of them let out agonizing screams and materialized outside the Trial Tower.

"The Trial Tower truly lives up to its name. My sense of pain was so terribly real!"

"Indeed, just listening to my own shrill cries from a moment ago lets you know how miserable I was!"

"Third Junior Brother, I was the same. Hahaha..."

Looking at one another, the panic from the instant of death upon leaving the tower turned into loud laughter for the three of them.

"Second Senior Sister, how many pavilions did you clear?"

"Ninety-two. Third Junior Brother, what about you?"

"As expected of Second Senior Sister, I only cleared seventy-three!"

"As for me, the eldest senior brother, I'm a bit worse than you two, barely passing sixty-seven!"

A moment later, the three of them were discussing each other's achievements.

"Pertaining to that, when we entered the tower, Master went in along with us as well. Did any of you catch sight of his figure?"

Dongfang Muxue looked toward Zhang Xingfeng and Chen Guyu, asking.

"No." Chen Guyu shook his head. "And I have no idea how many floors and pavilions Master managed to clear."

"Given Master's abilities, he will surely keep clearing for a while longer. We might as well return to the Discussion Hall and wait."

Zhang Xingfeng proposed.

"Eldest Senior Brother is right!" "Agreed!"

The three of them turned into light and left the Trial Tower.

Inside the Trial Tower.

Li Moqing was covered in blood, his body riddled with injuries to the point that even his steps were somewhat staggered.

"Hiss!"

Even though one would not truly be injured inside the Trial Tower, the authentic, bone-deep pain still made Li Moqing involuntarily draw in a cold breath.

"Has my limit been reached here?"

Li Moqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the number on the pavilion—forty-four—and asked himself unwillingly.

He had relied on the wonders of Sword's Initial Ultimate Intent and Thunder Shatters Eternity to finally make his way out of the forty-fourth pavilion on the second floor, but he seemed utterly unable to step into the forty-fifth pavilion.

Even though the forty-fifth pavilion was right beside him, merely a few centimeters away.

Yet those few centimeters were as boundless as a natural chasm!

"Heh!"

Li Moqing let out a light laugh, seemingly mocking himself.

"No matter what, I must still step into the forty-fifth pavilion and give it a try!"

With that thought in mind, he forcefully urged his Source Power and advanced with halting steps toward the forty-fifth pavilion.

One step, two steps...

He knew not how much time had passed before he finally pushed open the door of the forty-fifth pavilion and stepped inside.

"Oh? Junior, you are indeed tenacious enough, but this is the end of the line for you!"

The moment Li Moqing stepped in, he heard an icy voice.

"Who is it?"

Hearing the voice, Li Moqing looked toward the illusionary scene, only to see a vast expanse of whiteness, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"The polar transformation governs three thousand paths, yet above the heavens stands My Heaven. I am, Jitian!"

The icy voice answered from within the whiteness, its tone overflowing with unbridled arrogance!

"Hmm? Jitian?!"

Li Moqing raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling greatly startled inwardly. "Wasn't he one of the last two Supreme Celestials from the end of the ancient era?"

"How could someone who died in the distant past appear here?"

"Boom!"

The moment doubts arose in his heart, a wave of pressure crashed down fiercely.

The might of it was so intense that simply feeling it was enough to fill one's heart with despair!

That despair was the suffocation and terror of realizing one was nothing more than a grain of sand while beholding a towering mountain!

Even if Li Moqing were uninjured, he might not necessarily be able to match it, let alone now when he was covered in wounds.

"Pop!"

In an instant, Li Moqing was reduced to fine powder, ejected from the Trial Tower.

"Supreme Celestial? How interesting!"

Without the slightest discouragement, Li Moqing curved his lips into a light smile and left in a flash of light.