"Have I used up all the Dao stones I placed last time?"
Recalling those days and nights of arduous cultivation, Shen Qian felt a pang of emotion and asked a question.
The clone nodded as expected, "Yeah, all fifty pounds are gone."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qian couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
The 100th floor of the Tower of All Things is a treasure trove, but it's also incredibly expensive.
To maintain the operation of the array on the hundredth floor, "Dao Stones" must be used as fuel.
The White Emperor was quite generous, leaving a thousand catties of Dao Stones on the hundredth floor, but it wasn't enough for the sinking process.
As a "Dao Stone" that is far more precious than "Originium", it only appears during the birth and death of the world. Currently, the only place known to have a sufficient stock before the sinking is the Hundred Kings Hall.
One jin of Dao Stone requires one hundred contribution points.
If converted to money, 100 contribution points are equivalent to 30 million Chinese Yuan.
Of the 50 billion yuan that Shen Qian spent, more than half was spent on Dao Stones.
Of course, this is also because the maximum power was turned on before sinking. If it were set to the lowest time flow rate of 1:10, the consumption would be much less.
"I've already used up all the Hundred Kings Hall's stock, and I can't collect any more 'Dao Stones' for the time being. Fortunately, we've already reached a bottleneck, so it's still good value for money."
Shen Qian forced himself and his clone to say something to comfort them.
Indeed, without the Myriad Manifestations Pagoda, it would have taken countless years for Chen Qian to sense the first "life-or-death barrier." In just four months, his cultivation progress was unimaginable.
But I don't know what to do next.
"You should stay here and consolidate your cultivation for now. If you want to cause a big commotion, go to the Sky. I'm going home for dinner now."
People are never satisfied. Shen Qian thought about the predicament he was facing and felt a little worried. He waved his hand, and in a flash, he disappeared into the Tower of Babel.
As for the clone, it sat cross-legged, closed its eyes, and continued its cultivation. Stars faintly surrounded its body, giving it an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.
...
Before he went to bed, he stayed home with his parents for three days.
During this period, apart from attending a banquet at the city lord's mansion once that he couldn't refuse, he almost never left the house.
In addition, Wang Yangming and several old classmates came to visit him at home. Unfortunately, things could never go back to the way they were before. After drinking too much, Shen Qian questioned Lao Wang about why he was so reserved. Lao Wang cried and said he couldn't control himself. Shen Qian was silent and relieved.
It wasn't until dusk on the fourth day that Shen Qian leisurely went out to attend a small gathering of his sect at the Tower of Babel.
Jiang Huan, Cheng Qingqing, and Wu Jun were absent as usual; only the third, fifth, and sixth senior brothers were present.
"Where is Eighth Senior Sister?" Shen Qian looked around Shi Dingyan's residence and was taken aback when he did not find Ji Ruoshui.
"Eighth Junior Sister said she wasn't feeling well," Shi Dingyan explained very seriously.
Liu Changqing gave a half-smile, "Perhaps someone has been back in Jingcheng for a few days but hasn't even set foot in the Tower of Babel, so naturally someone's angry... By the way, you didn't go looking for that massage girl, did you?"
“She has a name, Jiang Xuan… Wait a minute, how could Eighth Senior Sister be angry about something like this?” Shen Qian realized something was wrong halfway through her sentence and immediately glanced at Liu Changqing.
"You brat, what kind of look is that!"
Liu Changqing immediately gave Shen Qian a sharp rap on the head.
He raised his hand and then lowered it again, raised his hand and then lowered it again, until finally he silently recited in his heart, "Old Liu was very good to me back then," before he calmed down.
After finishing the meal, Shen Qian couldn't wait to run off. Only then did Shi Dingyan glance at Liu Changqing, who was happily drinking by himself, and coughed lightly, "I almost had to save you just now."
"What?" Liu Changqing was somewhat puzzled.
"Junior Brother is now...unfathomable!" Ling Xiao said with a sigh as he finished his drink.
"You guys are saying that Shen Qian... it can't be that bad, right? Does he really dare to lay a hand on me?"
Liu Changqing finally realized what was going on and said with a suspicious look, "Even if I can't beat him now, I still have you guys, don't I?"
"Is there any possibility, I mean, just a possibility..."
Ling Xiao glanced at Liu Changqing and said casually, "Even if the three of us were tied together, we might not be a match for him now."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Liu Changqing stared blankly at Ling Xiao.
After a while, Liu Changqing realized something was wrong, because Shi Dingyan didn't say anything to refute him. He just drank silently, his eyes were a little unfocused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Grass!"
Liu Changqing cursed, "This is fucking illogical!"
...
On the 33rd floor of the Tower of Babel, as Shen Qian stepped out of the elevator, he felt a little uneasy.
Although Eighth Senior Sister is weak and easily bullied, it doesn't mean she's stupid. She must have already discovered that Shen Qian was still flirting with other women.
Even if she didn't discover it, her second senior sister certainly wouldn't hide it from her. Especially since the trip to Tianjing, apart from Huo Ling'er, almost all the women who had some connection with Shen Qian were there. As long as Ji Ruoshui wasn't blind, she should have already noticed something.
It was also Shen Qian's own fault. He had been caught in a dilemma these past few days, so he subconsciously avoided Ji Ruoshui and didn't show his face at the Tower of Babel.
Looking at Ji Ruoshui's pitch-black residence, the deep corridor seemed to represent her current state of mind, and Chen Qian hesitated in his steps.
Ji Ruoshui definitely knew he was coming, but not turning on the lights was perhaps a way of showing her attitude.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Qian was ultimately reluctant to leave and strode into the antique corridor.
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