At this moment, Shen Qian's feelings were incredibly complex.
Although his conjecture could only be verified upon reaching the Mountain and Sea Realm, if his conjecture were true, it would mean...
He will have no bottlenecks in his journey from a beginner martial artist to a king or marquis.
The only thing limiting the sinking process is time.
Before sinking, he always avoided thinking about the origin of the system, since it was meaningless.
But at this moment he realized that he had underestimated it.
The system's capabilities far exceeded his expectations; before sinking, he had no idea where its limits lay.
Where did the system come from?
Before sinking back, he couldn't help but think of that dream again, the one with the blurry white-clad figure in it, but he hadn't had a similar dream in a long time.
He sat there in the cultivation room for a long time, then took a deep breath and stopped worrying about these trivial matters.
I am just an ordinary person, so what do I have to fear?
With a calm mind, Chen Qian went out again and took the elevator directly to the 33rd floor of the Tower of Babel.
Although it felt like everyone needed to calm down at this time, since Eighth Senior Sister had given up her opportunity for him, Shen Qian naturally couldn't remain indifferent.
When Shen Qian arrived at the quiet ancestral hall, he saw that Ji Ruoshui was not meditating and chanting scriptures as usual, but was standing by the window with her arms crossed, staring blankly into the distance.
Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she were troubled by something, and her exquisite profile looked like a sculpture in the sunlight.
The long robe, tightly bound by her arms, created a beautiful curve, smooth yet rounded.
"Eighth Senior Sister..." Seeing that Ji Ruoshui didn't seem to have noticed his arrival, Shen Qian, who had been waiting quietly for a while, could only cough lightly.
"ah!"
Ji Ruoshui seemed to wake from a dream. She turned her head and saw Shen Qian. She hurriedly turned away again, her ears already flushed.
"Junior brother, what are you doing here...?"
"Eighth Senior Sister, don't be nervous. I'll just stand here and won't go over there."
Shen Qian was afraid that he would lose control of "himself", so he just stood by the door and smiled bitterly.
"Um……"
Upon hearing this, Ji Ruoshui relaxed slightly. She glanced at Shen Qian discreetly, then quickly turned her head back.
"Eighth Senior Sister, I don't understand, why did you give me the opportunity to 'seize the heavens'?"
Shen Qian asked the question that had been bothering him.
"Because this opportunity is useless to me, I... I cannot cultivate."
Ji Ruoshui hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.
"Can't cultivate?"
He paused, startled.
He vaguely heard his third senior brother say that his eighth senior sister had no Yuan power. Before sinking, he thought it was because Ji Ruoshui's "Dao" was special, but now it seems that it is not that simple.
"But you, Eighth Senior Sister, clearly possess considerable strength. You even threw me out of the Tower of Babel before..." Shen Qian asked, puzzled.
"That's because my constitution is rather special..."
Perhaps sensing that Shen Qian still wanted to ask more questions, Ji Ruoshui shook her head and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother, please don't ask anymore, I don't want to talk about this."
Ji Ruoshui's tone inexplicably lowered, and Shen Qian knew that this might have stirred up some of her worries, so he could only suppress his curiosity.
"Anyway, Eighth Senior Sister, thank you!"
Shen Qian said sincerely, "If there is anything I can help you with, Eighth Senior Sister, please feel free to ask anytime, anywhere."
After Shen Qian finished speaking, he saw that Ji Ruoshui only nodded slightly and said nothing more. He waited for a while and was about to turn around and leave when a very faint, slightly trembling voice came from inside the ancestral hall.
"Do...do you want to eat a peach?"
Shen Qian froze on the spot, then turned his head in disbelief to look at Ji Ruoshui, who was still facing away from him.
Her long, slender fingers, gripping the window frame, were pale from the excessive force, seemingly revealing her extreme nervousness.
Is Eighth Senior Sister trying to persuade me to stay?
He was extremely surprised before sinking.
Before he could figure out how to deal with it, Ji Ruoshui, who was being stared at by Shen Qian, couldn't hold on any longer. She waved her hand in a panic and ran into the inner hall as if fleeing.
"Next time...maybe next time!"
Seeing that Ji Ruoshui had disappeared in an instant, Chen Qian could only lower his hand that he had just raised, stand in the same spot for a while, and then let out a long breath before turning around and leaving.
...
The Tower of Babel has 52 floors.
This is Liu Changqing's residence.
Compared to Shi Dingyan's antique and flamboyant style, and Eighth Sister's unusual simplicity, Old Liu's place was rather chaotic.
If I had to describe it, it would be a messy mix of apartments and office buildings.
Half of the 3,000-square-meter space is unfinished, while the other half is entirely utilitarian, with not a single piece of unnecessary furniture. Apart from the bedroom for sleeping, only the meditation room is somewhat decent.
Although I've known Lao Liu the longest, this is actually the first time I've come to his place.
Wearing a t-shirt, Liu Changqing walked out of the cultivation room with some surprise.
"What brings you here, kid?"
Liu Changqing said somewhat irritably, "You didn't even give me a heads-up before you came. Luckily, I didn't open the gate today, or I would have killed you half to death."
"I just went to the academy and suddenly remembered my sixth senior brother, so I came over to sit for a while," Shen Qian said with a smile.
Please sit wherever you like.
Liu Changqing dragged a sofa to Shen Qian, then took out two cans of beer, opened them, took a big gulp himself, and found a chair to sit down.
"Going to the academy? Is it to express gratitude?"
“Yes.” Shen Qian nodded and sighed, “The actions of the four elders of the academy were beyond my expectations, but since it is a done deal, I should of course go and express my gratitude.”
"That's right."
Liu Changqing nodded, "Don't listen to what they say about how opportunities are useless to them. How could they be useless? But you can't just talk the talk; you should come up with something concrete when the opportunity arises."
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