Chapter 1999 - 1979:

Chapter 1999: Chapter 1979:

"It may not be a bad thing," Mo realized with a light laugh, looking at Luo Qianqian’s fearful eyes unwilling to step forward, filled with helplessness, and explained, "If you resist spiritual pressure, your own spiritual power will also rise, won’t it?"

"...But we have to fight." Luo Qianqian pouted, "Is this a team battle or a solo?"

"Solo." Long Tu calmly said, "Also, we shouldn’t encounter each other. At least, the information I’ve received says so. There’s no way to know how many people are in your specific level inside."

"Then how do we get out?" Luo Qianqian asked.

"Die, or choose to summit and leave, or stay inside for a full month." Long Tu calmly said.

Luo Qianqian was suddenly taken aback: "Die? Will we die here?" Then why are there no corpses around...

"You will, but leaving here takes you directly outside." Long Tu remained calm, saying to Luo Qianqian, "If you’re on the first level, it must be safe enough, but having the opportunity to cultivate spiritual power, there’s no reason not to seize it, right?"

Luo Qianqian nodded instinctively; spiritual power is very important, whether it’s musical instruments or detecting distance, it’s necessary to have enough spiritual power to follow one’s heart.

Mo also let out a sigh; if that’s the case, it’s not bad, is it? At least, he can still test his limits here.

Di Jun looked dejected: "Anyway, I’m staying on the first level for a month; I’m not going to wander around."

Huangfu Yihui, too, was eager to try, unlike Di Jun’s slight cowardice, without the thought of giving up.

But given that Di Jun is primarily focused on healing, it’s understandable, isn’t it?

"Then shall we proceed?" Mo looked at Luo Qianqian with a smile, extended his hand to hold Luo Qianqian’s, then handed her a small jade bottle: "This will quickly restore your physical and spiritual power; don’t hesitate when in danger. But using this will lead to three days of weakness, so be cautious."

Luo Qianqian was dazed for a moment, then nodded heavily: "You too, don’t take risks..."

Then the two of them stepped into the nine-story tower in front of them, one after the other.

Huangfu Yihui shrugged, also proudly stepping in. Even if he didn’t receive the inheritance, his bones still carried the unyielding blood of the Royal Family, so naturally, he wouldn’t compromise with merely a nine-story tower; he had to conquer it.

Di Jun looked dejectedly, patting Long Tu’s arm: "Brother, see you in a month." Finished speaking, he too stepped into the nine-story tower.

Observing that everyone had disappeared, Long Tu gently sighed and glanced in the direction behind him before stepping inside.

The moment they disappeared, a person suddenly appeared on the eighth floor...

And behind them, a person slowly emerged, his expression filled with hatred, looking at the nine-story tower ahead with hesitation. Should he go in or not? His companions were eaten by a giant spider; he barely escaped with the help of fellow brothers, having no reason to sacrifice his life now, right? So he hesitated. Should he return the way he came or take on the challenge?

Looking at the nine-story tower ahead, he was full of hesitation; it was a contemplation of life and future. He didn’t know what to choose...

Long Tu stood before the stairs on the eighth floor, facing the enormous demon beast guarding them, and snorted coldly.

Immediately, the beast that was lying down opened its copper-bell-sized eyes, filled with displeasure and disdain: "Where did this ignorant child come from? How did you get to the eighth floor?"

Speaking human words, with spiritual wisdom, it’s obviously not an ordinary demon beast.

Long Tu didn’t care, playing with a stone in his hand, seemingly ignoring the massive beast before him, full of disregard.

"This Demon Suppression Tower has been here for over a thousand years; don’t you realize the spiritual energy inside is declining, and you’re all going to wait here to die?" Long Tu looked at the enormous fox before him, full of disdain, showing no fear.

The fox was clearly shocked by Long Tu’s knowledge of the matter. If not for the lack of spiritual energy in the tower, why would he be sleeping here? Only by reducing consumption can he live longer.

Perhaps they are lucky enough to meet the next owner of the Demon Suppression Tower.

Long Tu glanced at the fox, "Do you have cubs?"

"Huh?" The big fox was clearly stunned by Long Tu’s headless question, full of confusion.

"Are you still a bachelor?" Long Tu raised an eyebrow, "If you have cubs, give me one later; if not, it’s fine."

After speaking, he turned to step on the stairs, only to be swept away by the fox’s tail the next moment, looking at him angrily.

Is this looking down on people, looking down on a fox, or wanting to fight with a fox?

Who would randomly give away their cub?!

"Kid, give me one of your cubs." The big fox was obviously displeased, his tone filled with disdain.

He is the Boss of the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower; even if the Boss from below comes up, he still has to call him Brother Fox. Does this ignorant child want his cubs? What a joke! Has he mistaken him for Daji because the old fox hasn’t shown his power?

Long Tu looked at the big fox, suddenly amused and exasperated, not to mention he was still a bachelor himself...

Please tell me, what would the big fox, unable to leave the Demon Suppression Tower, want with his cubs? Planning to eat them?

He didn’t even mention wanting to turn the big fox into a fox skin cloak, okay? Fox skin coats seem quite appealing, after all.

With the fiery red big fox in front and its tail, it’s likely enough to make a cloak, isn’t it? The most important thing is it’s filled with spirituality, not easily torn.

"You really won’t let me up?" Long Tu asked amusingly, looking at the big fox.

"I said no means no; if you dare to go up, first defeat me!" The big fox stiffened its neck; it was a necessary procedure, but for so many years, no one had reached the eighth floor, let alone passed through him...

Compared to the noise below or weariness, they on the sixth floor couldn’t wait for someone to come up just to play, avoiding boredom and relying only on sleep to reduce consumption...

But how did this kid get up? There weren’t any demon beast notifications, or were those beasts asleep and unaware?

Then this kid really is lucky.

Compared to Long Tu, these beasts living under these conditions daily naturally didn’t sense the pressure and gradually forgot it.

Observing the upright Long Tu before him at this moment, he didn’t feel anything was amiss.