If the Thirty-Three Heavenly Tower were really that simple, Liu Che would never have set it up.
The effect was now fully on display.
No matter where one was, the strong could come here to train. What class of people were in contact with what class of cultivators—and with tremendous pressure at that— progress was inevitable.
The priests gathered in the Thirty-Third Heaven, and those who had not yet broken through continued to toil away in their own worlds.
As strength gradually grew, Liu Che was changing little by little as well.
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Inside the Eternal Garden, Xia Rou sat on a bench, her eyes dull and listless.
She was the tool spirit of the Creation Chaos Clock. After her promotion, not only could she move freely away from the Chaos Clock's body, but she could also display all manner of mysterious powers.
Here in the world of God's Domain, aside from Liu Che, her power was more terrifying than Liu Ning's. Creation-grade treasures had already exceeded the boundaries of the middle tier of the god world.
She wore a pale pink dress, her long soft hair falling to her waist, her eyes filled with starlight and an ethereal temperament no one else possessed. It was an appearance that broke through all expectations.
For a moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside. Xia Rou looked back at the gate and saw Dongfang Huaizhu approaching with a group of sisters, chatting and laughing.
"Hello, Sister. May we sit here?"
"Mm."
Dongfang Huaizhu's eyes lit up with joy. She cast a glance at Yaoyao and Wanwan, and the latter quickly sat down beside Xia Rou.
A group of girls chatted and laughed. Noticing that Xia Rou still couldn't quite relax, Dongfang Huaizhu rolled her eyes and grabbed the other's little hand.
Xia Rou frowned slightly but did not refuse. It was just that some people didn't like being so close.
"Sister, we all know why you're upset. It's because the gods wiped out the true spirit of the Haotian Tower—are you grieving?"
Facing Dongfang Huaizhu's inquiry, Xia Rou nodded slowly.
Your own thoughts could deceive anyone, but they could not deceive Liu Che. Because she was a treasure bound to that person—she could never betray him for all her life.
Seeing Xia Rou nod, Dongfang Huaizhu said, "Yesterday I took the initiative to ask the god about it, and he said this at the time:
[I once gave the Haotian Tower a chance, but he was resentful and never wished to submit].
If it were your sister, what would you do to the Haotian Tower? God is great, God is supreme. To put it plainly, all things in all realms have been given the gift of God to gain their current lives. We should be grateful instead of complaining. If the Haotian Tower had been grateful at that time, the gods would not have destroyed it."
Yaoyao happened to chime in everywhere: "Yes, yes... And the Haotian Tower wasn't destroyed—a brand-new wisdom was born. He's very well-behaved now."
Xia Rou sighed in her heart. She knew all this. It was just that she couldn't get past the hurdle in her heart.
However, looking at the group of goddesses in front of her, trying their best to comfort her, she still forced a smile to return their care. Human hearts were grown in flesh. People were so good to her—she couldn't let their faces go cold. And they were her sisters. What nice sisters.
That same day, when Liu Che was dining in the divine palace, Xia Rou took the initiative to pour him wine and waited on him as he ate. Although it was just a small matter, it made him very happy. This was a sign. Afterward, when Xia Rou's heart was placed on him, everything would be a matter of course.
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At this time, in the ancient sword world.
True Person Ziyin had been trapped on Tianzhu Mountain for two months.
It stood to reason that, having been gone this long, at least some people in Tianyong City would have come out searching for news—but it turned out to be counterproductive. Things were moving in the direction he least wanted to see.
The people of the Eternal Religion sent someone every three to five days to tell him what had been happening recently—for example, the situation in Tianyong City, and what had transpired in the cultivation world.
During this period, the people of Youdu had carried Feng Qingxue to the headquarters of the Eternal God Sect to make contact.
Ouyang Shaogong looked at Feng Qingxue and the others and asked, "What do you mean by coming to me? I remember you are from Nuwa."
According to his original intentions, the people of Nuwa were definitely going to be killed. Even if not now, he would have to deal with them sooner or later. But after several months of dealings with Ouyang Shaogong, and considering the current situation, he thought the people of Nuwa were still quite good. Although this girl's bloodline was thin, it was better than an ordinary goddess. The sacrifice he was currently preparing was only one red jade. That was not enough.
Feng Qingxue pursed the corners of her mouth and rubbed her hands, looking at Wu Xian uneasily beside her. She hoped he could help her.
"It is this kind of Master Ouyang—you have heard about the current situation in Youdu. Feng Qingxue's elder brother, Feng Guangmo, went on a mission some time ago and then disappeared. I heard your sect possesses great powers. I wonder if you could help her? And even though Xiaoxue is a little cute, she has very good aptitude and is willing to join your sect."
"Oh? I didn't expect you to give up the faith of Nuwa and join the embrace of God."
Ouyang Shaogong immediately became interested. He turned to look at Feng Qingxue. When the latter saw him looking over, she immediately lowered her head and dared not speak. But thinking of her brother's problem, she finally summoned the courage and said, "Please accept me, Xiaoxue will work hard..."
"Actually, I know this question... and I can even tell you the answer."
Wu Xian was taken aback when he heard the words. He wondered—did he know Feng Guangmo was already dead?