However, forcing the fusion would inevitably lead to a double backlash, and the noble man's injuries are likely to be extremely serious...
When Geng Qi thought of this, and also remembered Xiang Sheng's strong body that was comparable to that of a monster, he suddenly felt helpless.
This method can only be used by you, the noble man. If it were someone else, he would have been killed by himself long ago.
"Geng Qi... ahem... what time is it now?"
Hearing Xiang Sheng's voice, Geng Qi quickly floated over and cast a spell to send Xiang Sheng back to the repair place while saying, "To answer my question, fellow Daoist, it's just past 3 p.m. now. Do you want to be on the list immediately?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head, "Wait a little longer."
There is still a full hour before the tower is closed at 5 p.m. If the results are released too early, variables may arise. She will not give the Pantheon time to react.
With this thought in mind, she asked, "What is the current ranking on the Sword List?"
Geng Qi immediately flicked his sleeves, and the sword list appeared in front of Xiang Sheng. Zhuang Teng was still ranked first, but his battle record had become level five, level four.
Xiang Sheng looked surprised.
Geng Qi saw this and immediately smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, there are some things I cannot reveal due to the rules of the Sword Tower. However, I overheard the conversation between your senior sister and your senior brother, so I can tell you.
Zhuang Teng holds a treasure bestowed upon him by his mother, the God-Destroying Pestle, which has a powerful power over the soul.
I suspect that Zhuang Teng most likely transformed his opponents into ghost cultivators with pure spiritual bodies, which is how he was able to achieve such a winning streak and such a result."
"I see."
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly: "Then in your opinion, can I surpass him and take the first place with my current performance?"
"Fellow Daoist, you're joking. Not to mention that Zhuang Teng's reach of the fifth stage, fourth floor, is already his limit. Even if he could reach the fifth stage, ninth floor, he would still be inferior to you."
Geng Qi smiled and conjured a golden brush out of thin air, "Fellow Daoist, please think about how to write your own name."
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is there a limit to the number of words in the Sword List?"
Geng Qi looked strange, but still replied, "There is no limit. You can call your name as long as you want."
"That's good." Xiang Sheng waved, "Give me the pen."
"ah?"
Geng Qi was stunned. This seemed against the rules; the Sword Ranking had always been filled out by people like them with divine consciousness.
However, when Geng Qi thought about it carefully, he found that the tower spirit did not say that monks were not allowed to write their own names.
After scratching his head, Geng Qi handed the pen to Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng twirled the pen in his hand, closed his eyes to heal his wounds, and did not rush to fill it out.
By the time it was 7:15 PM, her injuries had improved by 60%. She just looked a little pale, but nothing serious.
"Daoyou, it's almost time."
Geng Qi reminded me.
Xiang Sheng opened his eyes, quickly wrote a line of words on the sword list scroll, and then returned the pen to Geng Qi.
"After today, I probably won't come to the Sword Ranking again. And it's all thanks to you for your help."
Geng Qi laughed when he heard Xiang Sheng's words, "When Daoist friend said you would be on the list, I already expected it.
Fellow Daoist, you may not know that after we become ghost cultivators, our memories in the sword tower will be erased. Only the memory of the person who has made the greatest contribution to our transformation will remain, and this will exist as the ghost cultivator's core.
So after I leave the tower, I will go to the Sword Sect to follow you, and I hope you will accept me as your disciple."
After hearing this, Xiang Sheng was silent for a moment and said, "If that's the case, wouldn't you feel wronged if you can only stay by my side for the rest of your life?"
"Why do you think so, fellow Daoist?"
Geng Qi was surprised, then smiled and said, "Being able to follow fellow Daoist back to the world of cultivation is many times better than being trapped in this sword tower all day long.
I know your identity is sensitive, and following you in the future will be full of dangers. However, if I can live another life, even if it is short, I think it is worth it. I hope you will help me!"
Xiang Sheng listened and pursed his lips before saying "OK".
“…”
In the outside world, when Xiang Sheng's colleague was writing, Zhuang Teng, who was at the top of the sword list, was immediately squeezed to second place.
Zhuang Teng, who had already left the tower, suddenly changed his expression. He looked at Xiang Jianjue who was standing not far from him, his eyes full of confusion.
Apart from Xiang Jianjue who can compete with him a little, who else in the entire Jiancheng has higher talent than him?
"Did someone else take the top spot on the Sword Ranking?!"
Everyone was in an uproar, crowding in front of the Sword Ranking. No one had expected things to turn out this way.
The purple-robed monk's expression had already become extremely ugly.
He had planned everything, but he hadn't expected that there would be an oversight at the last moment.
There is only a quarter of an hour left before the sword tower is closed. Not to mention that no one on his side can surpass Zhuang Teng, this person is above Zhuang Teng, so he doesn't know how to deal with it?
Which evildoer is causing trouble?
If we find this person and report him, maybe we can redeem ourselves.
The purple-robed monk thought so and stared at the top of the sword tower for a moment, and finally saw a row of names appear at the top of the list.
Upon seeing this name, the purple-robed monk's expression instantly became extremely wonderful.
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