Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

"Greedy, lustful, arrogant good luck..." Fat Long mumbled under his breath after repeating it, then muttered, "It doesn't sound like a good trait, and people fitting these characteristics don't seem like good people either. Is it really necessary to single them out?"

"It's all speculation."

Chen Qiuqing shook his head lightly, paused, and gazed at the fast-burning incense on the square's surface, saying softly, "So we need to do an experiment. I will hold the 'Chao Tian Sect' Sect Leader Token and take you all with me."

"If the speculation is correct, or let's say if this Secret Realm still recognizes the Sect Leader Token of the Chao Tian Sect, then we will be safe."

"Otherwise..."

Fat Long shrugged, "Otherwise we'll just have to hope we die here and can go to the underworld."

"That's right."

Chen Qiuqing smiled, looking at Fat Long, "What do you say, will you go with me? Even though it's just a guess, I have a strong premonition that there won't be any problems because... I feel it trembling."

Fat Long let out a long sigh, then couldn't help but grin wryly, "Brother Qiu, with what you've said, I'll definitely go with you. Even if we die, there's a significant chance that we might meet in the underworld. I've followed you my whole life."

"Shall we try?"

"Let's try."

...

A few breaths later.

Chen Qiu led Fat Long and the remaining three Bai Family's geniuses to step onto the first level of stairs under everyone's watchful eyes. Seeing this, a hint of sadness appeared in everyone's eyes; it seemed that this challenge was truly a gamble with life.

Originally, everyone was secretly hoping that Chen Qiu could find some trick to clear the level, and then they would follow behind Chen Qiu to clear it too.

Now it seems that's impossible.

As the incense was about to burn out, those still lingering on the square, hoping for a miracle, couldn't bother with sadness anymore. They hurriedly took a deep breath and adjusted themselves onto a stone tile they deemed safe to fly up.

At this moment——

The dice above Chen Qiu's head slowly stopped spinning, landing on the number "four." Instantly, the mist at his feet transformed into nearly a thousand Spirit Stones, originally hundreds, but because there were five of them standing on one stone tile, it triggered the fivefold rule.

Both rewards and disasters were multiplied by five.

The others quickly glanced over but paid no more attention, as no one had the mind to care about others. They couldn't even take care of themselves, so why bother with others.

And stepping on one stone tile with five people was also a very dangerous action.

No need for a roll of "one," even a "two" would be enough to strike them down under the fivefold disaster.

"Did we still lose..."

The host of the Secret Realm, who had been observing from the square, witnessed the scene with a glimpse of sadness deep in his eyes. He gazed at Chen Qiu's back in a trance, his lips twitching slightly, but ultimately said nothing, his face pale and his state looking unwell.

Senior...

The senior finally stepped onto the stairs; as soon as he stepped on the stairs, it meant he had lost.

To rely on his own luck to reach the top was nearly an impossible task—it had never been achieved by any challenger, at least not in all these years.

Earlier, when the senior was studying the ground patterns, he felt incredibly nervous inside, always hoping the senior could uncover the truth of this challenge. But now it seemed... the senior had ultimately failed.

He slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear watching the upcoming scene anymore, yet the deathly will that had already dissipated began to crazily swell within him again.

Seniors's death meant the plan of the Artifact Spirit Clan was completely extinguished, he couldn't keep his Xiao Mei, nor could he help the Artifact Spirit senior. He could only watch as the senior died in front of him without saying anything, not even bearing the responsibility of the Artifact Spirit Clan.

He could do nothing.

He was like a worthless person, overwhelmed by a strong death wish that nearly broke him.

Just then——

He suddenly heard loud shouts from the crowd. He instinctively opened his eyes, looking toward the second level of stairs, but found no sign of the senior. His gaze climbed higher and higher, all the way to the tenth level, but still couldn't find the senior.

Immediately, the sorrow welled up within him again; it seemed senior was struck down by the Heavenly Thunder in the time he had his eyes closed. These exclamations must have been disbelief at what had happened.

But soon...

He noticed something amiss; why were all those people's eyes looking even higher? Instinctively, he followed their gaze and saw Chen Qiu and the others, somehow now standing at the seventeenth level.

They were just one step away from clearing the level.

If they passed the eighteenth level unscathed, they would have successfully reached the top.

This... this speed was so fast; he had only closed his eyes for a few dozen breaths, and the senior had gone from the first to the seventeenth level? Most importantly, they didn't have a single injury, had they drawn nothing below a three-point this whole time?

But...

But it seemed they were short one person. They started with five, so why were there now four?

This luck was indeed good.

But... it was completely useless.

The host of the Secret Realm had despair flash through his eyes as he looked towards Chen Qiu and the others. There were people in the past whose luck burst and got to the eighteenth level, but without exception, they all died there.

From the first level to the seventeenth, the dice had "one" to "six" points, but the eighteenth level's dice only had one number, which was "one."