The dark tower gate slowly opened.
The onlookers assumed that this rising star of swordsmanship from the Sword Sect would stay inside for three days, reaping all the benefits before emerging.
Unexpectedly.
After clearing the seventh floor, you'll be out.
People from other sects were baffled and stood outside looking towards the exit of the Nine Heavens Tower.
As the tower gate opened, Gingerbread, dressed in a light blue robe, calmly stepped out.
Liu Zhufeng led the group to meet them.
"Young Fellow Daoist Jiang, why don't you continue challenging the tower?"
Why?
How dare you ask why!
Gingerbread inwardly scoffed at Liu Zhufeng's superb acting skills, while outwardly smiling innocently, "I'm too exhausted; there's no point in continuing."
She paused, then asked in front of everyone, "Sect Leader Liu, may I ask if the monster on the seventh floor is a Demon-Devouring Demon?"
Following her words.
The disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect were the first to be surprised.
They whispered among themselves, "The Demon Eater is a Xuan-level old monster, equivalent to the Nascent Soul Realm. Weren't the old monsters on the seventh level all Phantom Ice Lions in the Golden Core Realm before?"
"Senior Brother Wen, I remember you and Senior Brother Xiao both used the Phantom Ice Lion when you stormed the tower, right?"
"Hmm." Wen Suye stood to the side with his sword in his arms, his dark eyes darting around, his gaze fixed on Liu Zhufeng's warm smile.
Doubts also arose in my mind.
The seventh level of the Nine Heavens Tower has always been inhabited by monsters of comparable strength to Golden Core cultivators.
No one can control the Nine Heavens Tower.
The only one who can replace the old demon on the seventh floor is the sect leader who holds the key to the Nine Heavens Tower.
Some disciples also had unwavering faith in their sect leader.
He said with a displeased expression.
"Is the girl from the Sword Sect lying?"
“Nonsense.” Wen Suye glanced at the disciple. “If she hadn’t seen the Demon-Devouring Venerable One in person, how could Junior Sister Jiang have made up such a story about an old monster?”
"Cultivators must have the ability to think independently."
The disciple shrank back and dared not utter a sound.
Beneath the Nine Heavens Pagoda.
Liu Zhufeng was stunned for a moment, "How could this be? Are you sure, Fellow Daoist Jiang?"
He hadn't expected Gingerbread to ask such a question so bluntly in front of thousands of people, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and give a perfunctory answer.
Gingerbread touched its nose. "The human-faced black vine was accompanied by the Purple Nether Demon Serpent. Luckily, I had the magic treasures given to me by my master and senior uncles on me, otherwise I would have died inside."
That’s all I have to say.
Liu Zhufeng could no longer deny it, and his expression darkened slightly. "Perhaps the Nine Heavens Tower malfunctioned, causing Fellow Daoist Jiang to suffer this calamity. I will definitely send someone to investigate this matter. How about this, I will give you ten Heaven-rank magic treasures, twenty Heaven-rank spiritual herbs, and a hundred Grade 9 pills as an apology from the Nine Heavens Sect. Is that acceptable, Fellow Daoist?"
One hundred grade-nine pills!
Damn it!
That's a ninth-grade elixir!
Everyone was stunned.
Sect Leader Liu has really gone all out.
Those cultivators who had doubts about the matter were reassured by Liu Zhufeng's apologetic response.
I'm starting to believe that the Nine Heavens Pagoda really did malfunction.
One hundred grade-nine pills!
Liu Zhufeng himself could only refine this much in ten years.
There's really no reason to cause trouble inside the Nine Heavens Tower.
Gingerbread should be taken when it's profitable.
Now is not the right time for her to bring this matter up, either from her personal perspective or from the perspective of the various immortal sects.
"Thank you very much, Sect Leader Liu. Then this junior will accept it!"
"Okay, come with me."
Gingerbread watched as Liu Zhufeng's lips twitched in pain.
She was secretly overjoyed.
"So happy?" Fen Jue's lips curved slightly upward with her laughter.
"Of course! Getting rich is my dream."
The crowd dispersed.
Gingerbread followed Liu Zhufeng back to the main hall of the Nine Heavens Sect and took the other party's storage bag. "Young friend, this was an oversight by the Nine Heavens Sect. We accept the rare and precious materials as an apology."
Seeing that Liu Zhufeng was in pain but still had to pretend to be sincere.
Gingerbread was internally complaining.
Keep pretending, no one can outdo you.
"Alright, let me see what's here." She opened the storage bag and scanned it, then squinted her eyes with satisfaction. "Oh, by the way, once the matter of the Nine Heavens Tower's demonic possession is clarified, I'll trouble Sect Master Liu to send a disciple to the Sword Sect to inform them."
Liu Zhufeng: "..." Can't this shut you up?
Gingerbread happily walked away with the storage bag in her arms.
Liu Zhufeng slapped his chest hard, which felt suffocated.
Song Yuechen emerged from behind the screen in the main hall, sat down leisurely, drank a cup of tea, and then spoke: "Sect Leader wanted to test his skills on an outer sect disciple, but he encountered a tough opponent and failed. What are Sect Leader Liu's next steps?"
“Sword Sect! It’s always the Sword Sect!” Liu Zhufeng slapped the teacup across the table.
The teacup rolled to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"What can we do? To prevent the old fogies from finding out, the plan is temporarily shelved." His eyes flashed with malice.
With a slight smile on his lips, Song Yuechen said in a leisurely tone, "Why not try it with one of our sect's disciples?"
"Foolish, idiot!" Liu Zhufeng turned his head and stared at Song Yuechen with dark eyes. "What's the use of becoming the number one in the world if you don't have thousands of troops under your command?"
"Get out of here."
After impatiently waving Song Yuechen away, Liu Zhufeng leaned back in his chair, pinching his brow in frustration.
"Sect Master, please rest well." Song Yuechen lifted her robe, her voice still gentle and calm. "Yuechen will take her leave now."
Walk out of the hall.
His refined and otherworldly face was now filled with gloom.
Song Yuechen slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the hatred and disdain in her eyes suddenly faded away.
His pale, thin lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, his eyes gentle and kind. He walked leisurely in the Nine Heavens Sect Square, still appearing to others as the kind-hearted and gentle Master Song.
...
"Uncle-Master! Tie Nan! We're going to get rich! We're going to get rich!"
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