Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

Lin Feng looked at the place where those disciples stood with a grim look on his face. Among the ten of them, 4 were the disciples from his sect. How could not understand the situation became grim for him, he now had a great disadvantage in numbers compared to the rest of them.

'No, that Xu Shenwei's plan might work! We need to work together against that masked brat. Then we can take out the disciples from the Frozen Heart Sect and finally, it would be the turn of the Wild Serpent Sect!'

Thinking of this Lin Fen's eyes flashed with a cruel light. He was not dumb enough to believe that Xu Shenwei was not planning to get rid of him.

They were all competing for resources in this place and how can there be two dragons in one region?

To him, their collaboration was only a temporary alliance that would be broken the moment they had to compete for the resources.

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Soon everyone's figure was also enveloped in a flash of light as they also advanced to the next floor.

As soon as they arrived on the floor they all felt a pressure dawning on their bodies. It was not that the pressure was heavy but it felt annoying to everyone.

Unlike the overbearing Qi pressure they came to get used to, this pressure felt different…

Only Noah who was not feeling knew the reason for such a feeling.

He looked around and noticed that there were only 40 disciples left alive out of the original 57, 17 disciples had died after entering the tower.

Unlike the previous levels, where everyone was just teleported in groups, everyone was standing at a significant distance from each other in the giant hall.

They all were standing in a manner that formed a huge circle with the massive stone stele as the center. All the cultivators were at equal distance from one another and the stone as well.

The stele was 4 meters tall and 2 meters wide, it stood at a distance of 30 meters from every person in the room.

Noah did not pay attention to the stele and kept looking around, he noticed that besides himself two other people were not affected by the pressure in the room.

They were silently standing trying to blend in with others to not make anyone suspicious.

One was Yuan Ming, Noah did not find it surprising as the boy had the sword on his back.

The other person who was able to look comfortable under the pressure was Ruo'er

Noah was not surprised that she was able to withstand something like soul pressure because he sensed something inside of her.

He was not clear what it was but whatever it was gave him a powerful and familiar feeling.

'When was the last time I had this feeling?' Noah muttered in his mind as he seemed lost in the memories of the past.

'Ah! That's right. It was the time I obliterated the Kingdom that I once swore to protect with my life.' Noah could not help but think in melancholy when a blurry figure of a silhouette appeared in his memories.

Even though he could not see the face of the person, he could feel the disappointment of that person towards him.

At first looked around with a clueless expression on her face But soon she panicked realizing there was something in the room that was making everyone else uncomfortable. She and Yuan Ming also noticed each other but they soon managed to cover their reaction.

Noah found her actions funny and cute as she tried to fake her expression seeing that everyone else was showing a hint of discomfort.

He let curiosity get the better of him and used his soul sense to wash over Ruo'er's body.

What he saw shocked Noah to the core.

'Just like that person… is it related to that person's bloodline?? But how could it be in this world? Just who are you?'

Noah thought in shock as he looked at Ruo'er with his soul sense. It was not clear whether the last question was directed at Ruo'er or toward the mysterious figure from Naoh's memories.

'I will try to ask her about it when we are alone. I wonder if I will ever get to see "that person" again. I wonder what that bastard is doing.'

Noah stopped looking at her and turned to look at the stele placed in the middle of the hall.

Unlike the previous halls, there were not many words. It was just a single line that was floating in the air. The line caught everyone's attention.

It said,

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉.]

After reading the line, everyone turned their attention to the stone slab placed in the middle of the room, in the middle of the stele there was a huge mark of a slash.

Noah also looked back at the block of stone placed in the middle of the room.

He could sense there was an irregular aura coming out of the stele that had an effect on the souls of the people present in the room.

It felt that something similar to sword intent kept excluding the mark but it seemed more lethal than a regular sword mark.

The feeling he got from all the marks and slashes made him remember the mysterious sword realm he went to when he tried to comprehend his sword intent.

It was not just the sword mark that was carved on the stone, There were several other markings carved all over it. These markings were caused by all kinds of attacks and attack techniques.

Some were caused by sharp attacks while the others were caused by blunt attacks.

When someone tried to move forward that person felt a huge pressure bearing on them and a stabbing pain would follow that pressure.

Everyone realized that this pressure was coming from the 'intents' on the stele. This challenge was sort of similar to the ones they had faced in the sect for training.

There are some places in each sect where the ancestors of the sect had left their marks for the future generation of the sect to comprehend.