Starting With 100 Million Lives

He let go of his resistance, deciding to see where he would be transported.

In the blink of an eye, he too disappeared from the original place and appeared in another space.

Sect Leader Jiang understood that this Demon-slaying Tower was likely to ascend layer by layer.

Gathering a certain number of jade talismans would automatically elevate him to the next level. He should be on a higher level now.

Sure enough, this time he didn't fly far before new trial monsters appeared ahead.

And this time, the trial monsters' power had already reached the Fifth-Grade Profound Immortal level.

As Brother Cheng continued fighting monsters, it got lively outside.

Outside this Trial Tower, thousands of elders and tens of thousands of disciples were standing.

At the forefront, Sect Leader Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable was resting his eyes.

Meanwhile, the disciples were discussing the battle results of this Demon-slaying Tower adventure.

The Demon-slaying Tower was considered an important assessment of their sect.

This tower had thirteen levels, and every hundred years, the sect would hold a trial tower test for all its disciples.

The achievement was based on the final level reached.

Jiang Cheng guessed correctly; gathering ten jade talismans on each level would allow one to ascend a level.

The disciples outside were those who had been eliminated.

Each assessment lasted a hundred days, and only ten days had passed now, but those remaining inside were at least of the Inner Sect Disciple level.

Everyone valued this assessment greatly.

Because it determined the status change in the next hundred years, whether one became a True Disciple, an Inner Sect Disciple, or an Outer Disciple.

The first floor was easy; the trial demon beasts inside were only at Saint Tier, and almost everyone could successfully kill dozens, then smoothly enter the second floor.

On reaching the second floor, the trial monsters were at First Grade True Immortal level.

"Alas, I just gathered nine Demon-Slaying Talismans on the seventh level, almost reached the eighth floor."

"That's indeed a pity. I also thought, Senior Brother Zhang, you could become an Inner Sect Disciple in one go this time."

The seventh floor's monsters were Ninth-Grade Celestial Immortal level, and the eighth floor was the First Grade Profound Immortal level Jiang Cheng was previously on.

This was considered a watershed.

Once crossing it, one could directly become an Inner Sect Disciple.

"Who wouldn't agree?"

That Senior Brother Zhang was also frustrated: "I just finished killing a demon beast and hadn't had time to recover when I found another trial monster nearby, which was infuriating."

In the Demon-slaying Tower, one would not die after being killed.

However, if he wanted to become an Inner Sect Disciple, he would have to wait another hundred years, which was naturally quite depressing.

"Who do you think will take the top spot this time?"

"Do you even need to ask? It must be Senior Brother Leng Huahan, the first among True Disciples and a direct disciple of the Great Elder!"

"That may not be the case. Don't forget Senior Sister Gu Qingyu! She is also the Sect Leader's only direct disciple!"

"Right, right, Senior Sister Gu Qingyu joined only three hundred thousand years ago and is already a Second-Grade Golden Immortal."

"Such talent is truly rare!"

"This time, the top spot in the assessment is a contest between the two of them."

"Naturally!"

"I wonder which level they'll reach."

"Reaching the eleventh level would be at the True Disciple level."

"Senior Brother Leng and Senior Sister Gu have many means and should at least reach the twelfth level."

The discussions grew even more heated, and many were exclaiming in surprise.

"The twelfth floor!"

"That's not easy!"

The testing monsters on the eleventh level were at First-Grade Golden Immortal level. To reach the twelfth floor, one needed to defeat at least 30 trial monsters on the eleventh level.

Though Golden Immortal cultivators have weapons, magical treasures, and immortal talismans, the environments become increasingly complex.

Encounters with two or three monsters at once are not uncommon.

This affair also hinges on luck; it's not just about power.

Moreover, factors like injury and recovery come into play, which is why disciples who make it to the twelfth level are exceptionally rare.

The vast majority of True Disciples stopped at the eleventh level.

This time, Leng Huahan and Gu Qingyu were rare geniuses with extraordinary fortune, thus being held in high expectation.

Listening to their discussions, Sect Leader Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable smiled while stroking his beard.

Gu Qingyu was his disciple, and he knew her well.

The twelfth floor?

Her combat power shouldn't only be judged by her apparent realm; she has the strength to contend even with Fourth-Grade Golden Immortals.

The twelfth floor's trial monsters were at Fourth-Grade Golden Immortal level.

If her luck isn't bad and she performs exceptionally, she might even create a miracle and reach the thirteenth floor!

As the Sect Leader, he also harbored a bit of competitiveness.

If his disciple stunned the entire sect, wouldn't that shine a light on the master too?

In the Demon-slaying Tower, disciples who 'died in battle' would occasionally be transmitted out.

Some were happy, some were worried.

Sporadically, cheers erupted from the crowd—it was someone who, after years of effort, had finally reached the eighth floor, becoming an Inner Sect Disciple.

At times, sighs were heard; some regressed and fell back from Inner Sect Disciple to Outer Disciple.

Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable remained expressionless.

The Sect Founder himself had once said that an immortal's talent and effort were important.

But the most crucial was fortune.

This fortune is ephemeral and elusive, yet it truly exists.

When venturing outside, how could it be so coincidental that only a single equal-rank enemy would duel with you each time?

So, this seemingly unfair trial might actually be the most realistic.

He glanced at the leaderboard, where both Gu Qingyu and Leng Huahan were still on the eighth level.

With their strength, they could have quickly entered the ninth level.

However, both weren't foolish and knew that the hard battles were yet to come.

They needed to conserve strength and adjust timely, rather than exert their full effort from the start to charge ahead.

He nodded slightly, intending to continue resting his eyes during the exam, which lasts dozens of days.

Just then, an overwhelming wave of cheers erupted from the crowd, interrupting his meditation.

"Senior Sister Gu!"

"What, Senior Sister Gu is out already?"

"How is that possible?"

"It's only the eighth floor!"

"The trial monsters on the eighth floor, couldn't Senior Sister Gu have easily defeated them?"

"And what about Senior Sister Gu's mount?"

Amid endless discussions, an elder sternly shouted in anger.

"Silence, focus your attention!"

Gu Qingyu didn't appear to be in a good state.

She looked disconsolate, wearing only underwear, as if she'd been violated.

Could this be real?

"Who did this?"

Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable quickly flew over, placed an outer robe on his disciple, his old face filled with fury.

His Immortal Venerable's aura expanded, seething with killing intent.

The entire scene fell silent, chilled, with many disciples trembling and their immortal souls shaking.

Inside the Demon-slaying Tower, trial monsters had no intelligence—it wouldn't be plausible for them to perform such a 'detailed task' as removing clothes, would it?

Could it have been another disciple?

"Could it be... Leng Huahan!"

Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable's face turned ashen, and being eliminated on the eighth floor was secondary.

The most crucial thing was Gu Qingyu's current state, suggesting a more serious issue.

Speaking of Leng Huahan as a suspect, he couldn't quite believe it himself.

However, besides trial monsters, only sect disciples were inside the Demon-slaying Tower.

Among the True Disciples, the only one capable of threatening Gu Qingyu was Leng Huahan.