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"It seems this Divine Mountain truly tests one's cultivation," Wang Zheng said with a wry smile, finally believing Qin Yi's words.

Fated person, it's all nonsense. To truly obtain the weapon, it still depends on cultivation. Indeed, in this world, strength is paramount.

Qin Yi laughed, "Old Mo, why don't you give it a try?"

Mo Wuji nodded, knowing Bai Jingqing liked the Shocking Dragon Sword.

"Then I'll give it a try."

As Mo Wuji spoke, he walked towards the Golden Ladder.

The first twenty steps were easy for Mo Wuji.

His speed slowed down at the thirtieth step.

By the fiftieth step, he hunched over as if a mountain weighed on his back.

However, Mo Wuji did not stop, taking another challenging step forward.

"Mo Wuji's cultivation is truly impressive," Wang Zheng praised.

Qin Yi laughed, "Put it this way; among the younger generation in the outside world, he ranks in the top three."

When Mo Wuji stepped onto the sixtieth stair, his whole body trembled slightly, and he was bent over.

Mo Wuji could endure for so long within the Mo Family due to his unyielding perseverance and resilience, qualities few could match. This guy isn't one to give up easily.

Qin Yi could clearly see Mo Wuji's legs trembling, and his back was soaked with sweat.

Nevertheless, Mo Wuji grimaced as he stepped onto the seventieth step.

By now, veins bulged on his forehead, and power surged within him as he resisted the overwhelming pressure of the Golden Ladder, forcing him to bend over, supporting himself with his hands on the stairs to avoid being crushed against them.

Qin Yi glanced at Bai Jingqing.

Bai Jingqing clenched one delicate fist tightly, the knuckles of the hand holding the sword white, her eyes filled with worry.

"Worried?" Qin Yi teased.

"Who's worried?" Bai Jingqing instinctively retorted.

"Ungrateful woman, Old Mo is risking his life to get that sword for you."

Bai Jingqing focused intently on Mo Wuji, ignoring Qin Yi.

Qin Yi touched his nose and continued to look up.

By now, Mo Wuji had reached the seventy-fifth step, pressed against the stairs, yet managed to climb with staggering determination.

"Mo Wuji, come down, don't push yourself," Bai Jingqing couldn't help but shout.

Mo Wuji's whole body trembled uncontrollably, his face twisted with exertion, looking like he'd been pulled out of the water, drenched and exhausted, nearly at his limit on this step.

"This guy," Qin Yi chuckled.

Nearly taking his chances, Mo Wuji used all his limbs and managed to climb another three steps.

"Mo Wuji, come down!" Bai Jingqing shouted worriedly, seeing blood spilling from Mo Wuji's mouth.

Yet Qin Yi shouted, "Old Mo, keep going, victory is within reach."

"Are you mad? He's going to die," Bai Jingqing scolded.

Qin Yi shrugged, "If he dies, it will be for you. Shouldn't you be moved? As they say, 'To die under a peony's bloom, even as a ghost, one is charming.'

"Qin Yi, even if we're just pawns in your hand, we won't let you manipulate us," Bai Jingqing roared as she dashed toward the Golden Ladder.

Bai Jingqing's cultivation wasn't weak; she practically flew up the first ten steps.

However, when she stepped onto the twentieth stair, with a roar, Mo Wuji, who was almost at the ninetieth step, was violently blasted back by an irresistible force, coughing blood midair.

Qin Yi raised his hand, and the Purple Light swirled, catching Mo Wuji.

"Are you okay?"

Mo Wuji gasped for breath, like a fish on the brink of drying out, took a long time to catch his breath, then shook his head, "I'm fine."

Bai Jingqing rushed down the Golden Ladder, shouting angrily, "Are you out of your mind?"

"If you hadn't come up, I might have succeeded," Mo Wuji said with a bitter smile.

Bai Jingqing's pretty face darkened, "What do you mean?"

"I wasn't blaming you. It's because I discovered that when a second person climbs this Golden Ladder, the pressure doubles."

"As Junior Sister Bai kept climbing, I felt the pressure increasingly mounting."

Everyone was astonished; it seemed only one person could climb the Golden Ladder at a time.

Qin Yi laughed, "Old Mo failed, Brother Wang, why don't you give it a try?"

Wang Zheng did not refuse and began ascending the Golden Ladder.

"Looks like Brother Wang is going to succeed," Qin Yi laughed.

Wang Zheng, at the Early Divine Separation Stage, had incredible cultivation.

By now, he had climbed to the ninetieth step; apart from his trembling legs and being soaked with sweat, he wasn't crushed against the stairs.

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Bai!" Mo Wuji felt a bit guilty.

He initially intended to help Bai Jingqing get that Shocking Dragon Sword, but he failed.

Bai Jingqing glared at him, "It's just a weapon; compared to life, it's as light as a feather."

Mo Wuji was taken aback, then grinned foolishly.

Qin Yi shook his head helplessly; men are actually easily satisfied. Sometimes a few kind words can make them happy for a long time. Unfortunately, many women don't understand this.

Wang Zheng already began advancing towards the ninety-fifth step. Though the pressure nearly burst the veins on his forehead, with victory in sight, he couldn't help but look back at Qin Yi and the rest, flashing a very awkward smile.

However, when Wang Zheng mounted the ninety-fifth step, his expression changed drastically, and he was pressed flat against the stairs.

"Captain, come on."

"Captain, you can do it, we believe in you."

The armored warriors below cheered noisily for Wang Zheng.

"Brother Wang, hold on, victory is in sight," Qin Yi shouted.

Mo Wuji said, "Brother Qin, did you notice something? It seems the pressure increases at the ninety-fifth step."

Qin Yi nodded slightly; this was evident from how Wang Zheng was suddenly flattened.

"The Divine Separation Stage is truly an enviable realm," Mo Wuji mused.

Using all his limbs, Wang Zheng finally touched the ninety-ninth step.

"Brother Wang is going to succeed," Mo Wuji said with a smile.

Finally, Wang Zheng climbed to the hundredth step, lying flat on the ground, with the Shocking Dragon Sword in sight.

Though his face was contorted, and blood trickled from his mouth, he didn't forget to look back at Qin Yi and the others, proclaiming his imminent success.

Wang Zheng reached out for the Shocking Dragon Sword, but suddenly the large characters beside it transformed into golden sword energy, blazing towards him. By now, he could barely breathe, let alone retaliate, forcing him to push off the ground with both hands in a frantic backward leap.

"Boom!"

Wang Zheng seemed to be struck by an invisible force, coughing blood, he was blasted off the Golden Ladder like a projectile.

Qin Yi raised his hand, and the Purple Light rolled, catching the fallen Wang Zheng.

"Captain?"

"Captain, are you alright?"

The armored warriors rushed up worriedly, asking anxiously.

"Damn it... Are you toying with me?" Wang Zheng punched the ground in anger, his face brimming with resentment.

"Brother Wang, what happened?" Qin Yi asked.

Wang Zheng wiped the blood from his mouth angrily, "This Golden Ladder only allows climbing, not descending. Once you retreat, an irresistible force blasts you off the ladder. You all saw the sword energy just now, right? I intended to retreat a few steps to dodge, but as soon as I did, I got blown away."