About an incense stick's time later, Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi looked as if they had just been pulled out of the water, their clothes soaked and their hair dripping wet.

Feng Qinghuang pulled Rong Qi to sit on the steps: "Qi, let's rest for a while before we leave."

Rong Qi glanced at the steps and saw that they had only climbed less than a third of the way. Looking at Feng Qinghuang's exhausted appearance, he felt extremely distressed.

"Jiaojiao, why don't you wait here for me, and I'll go get the pass token myself?"

The little fox nodded: "Yes, that works too, but then only this kid's name will be displayed on the Trial Tower."

Feng Qinghuang shook her head: "No, we agreed to share joys and sorrows. If I can't even go up with you through this little difficulty, were all those words we said before just empty talk? Don't worry, Aqi, I'll be fine after a rest."

Hearing Feng Qinghuang's words, the little fox's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected this little girl to be so loyal. This ninth level, though the most difficult, tested not only people's hearts but also their character. These two were impeccably virtuous; one feared his wife would suffer, and the other insisted on sharing hardship. Fine, he'd help them out again.

"Little girls, have you ever wondered why those who have lost their true nature to music are all knowledgeable about music?"

When Feng Qinghuang heard the little fox's nonsensical words, she looked at Rong Qi with a completely bewildered expression.

Rong Qi shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

When Feng Qinghuang asked again, the little fox closed its eyes and pretended to be dead.

The little fox's words kept swirling in Feng Qinghuang's mind: Why? Why are those who have lost their true nature to music all people who are familiar with music?

Rong Qi was also thinking about what the little fox had said. Was the little fox giving them some kind of hint?

A moment later, the two clapped their hands knowingly. Rong Qi pulled Feng Qinghuang to her feet, and the two simultaneously released all their spiritual energy. As soon as they released their spiritual energy, they were almost sent back to the eighth level by the pressure of the spiritual energy, but fortunately they managed to stabilize themselves.

In an instant, the two of them felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off their shoulders, leaving them feeling completely relaxed.

Feng Qinghuang patted the little fox: "Well done, little fox, you know quite a lot! I can roast a whole lamb for you when I have some free time."

The little fox's mouth watered at the mention of roast whole lamb.

"Don't wait until we turn back, let's bake it right away?"

Rong Qi pulled Feng Qinghuang upstairs: "Do you have any ingredients here?"

The little fox gave Rong Qi a disdainful look: "You really underestimate my Trial Tower. What kind of animals are inside? But don't worry, they're not the magical beasts from those levels. They're just free agents sent over at my command. You just need to wait a moment."

Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi didn't overlook the part in its words, "My Trial Tower?" Could it be that this Trial Tower belongs to the little fox?

Neither of them called out its words. Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Alright, it's been a long time anyway, and I'm hungry too. If there's any, I'll grill it for you!"

As the two people and the beast were talking, they had already reached the ninth floor and saw a pass token placed on the innermost circular platform.

“If you hold the token in your hand, the light will naturally illuminate, and your names will also be displayed outside the Trial Tower.”

Feng Qinghuang shook her head: "No rush, let's roast the whole lamb for you first."

The little fox closed its eyes contentedly upon hearing this. This little girl has a good temperament; no wonder her cultivation level is far higher than that of most men. It's probably related to her state of mind. Truly rare indeed.

Suddenly, the little fox waved its hand, and a neatly prepared whole sheep appeared in front of Feng Qinghuang.

Using her spiritual power as a blade, Feng Qinghuang cut the whole sheep into pieces, making it easier for it to cook. Otherwise, how long would she have to stay in this trial tower?

The little fox saw what she was doing and didn't stop her. As long as she could eat her fill, who cared what method she used?

When Feng Qinghuang drew her knife, Rong Qi had already set up a fire. Rong Qi's movements were practiced and skillful; after all, he had a wife and daughter who loved to eat. Leaving aside his son, everything was for his wife and daughter.

His space, apart from the necessities, was filled with cooking utensils.

After the fire was lit, Rong Qi placed the homemade baking tray on it, and Feng Qinghuang put the lamb leg and mutton on the tray first, brushed some oil on it, and added the seasonings when it was half-cooked.

Before long, the entire trial tower smelled of roasted meat.

The little fox had already eagerly lay down at Feng Qinghuang's feet, waiting to be fed.

Feng Qinghuang didn't make it wait too long. After the roasted meat was ready, she prepared a large plate for it.

The little fox sat on the ground, grabbed the meat with its two front paws and stuffed it into its mouth, not caring whether it was too hot or not.

Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi each ate one piece of meat; the rest went into the little fox's stomach.

Feng Qinghuang stared at the little protruding belly, her face full of questions. How could this little fox eat so much? More than her own beasts! But its belly hadn't burst; where had all the food gone?