Inside the Profound Heaven Tower.
The pressure from the Void God Realm was no joke. Even Su Chen, with his Prison Suppressing Divine Body, found every step extremely taxing.
The reason lay in the fact that his physique had not yet been cultivated to a sufficient level.
Luo Yin fared even worse. He could scarcely move an inch.
Straining against the pressure, drenched in sweat, he had managed only a few dozen steps.
“Miss, I am Zhou Sihai, the Chief Senior Disciple of the Star Moon Sect. I’ve noticed you for quite some time now. The Void God Realm pressure on this sixth floor is utterly terrifying, but I retrieved a protective talisman from my sect’s treasury before coming here. It can weaken the pressure by fifty percent—and it can cover one other person. Would you be willing?”
Just as Luo Yin was about to take a step, a voice slithered up from behind him—oily, simpering, and downright sleazy.
He instinctively turned to look. The speaker was reasonably handsome.
But when Luo Yin saw the woman in question, his expression darkened instantly.
Because the “miss” this Zhou Sihai was addressing was none other than Liu Qingchan!
Damn it. He’s setting his sights on my woman?
Luo Yin cursed inwardly.
Liu Qingchan noticed Luo Yin’s gaze and assumed he had misunderstood the situation. She quickly refused.
“No need.”
“Miss, why not? This is Void God Realm pressure! With our strength, forcing our way through would see us collapse before ten steps!”
Zhou Sihai grew anxious.
Liu Qingchan replied calmly.
“Because I have my own treasure that weakens the pressure. And it’s superior to yours—it reduces it by seventy percent.”
Zhou Sihai’s eyes lit up at her words. “Oh? Seventy percent? Then if you and I teamed up, wouldn’t we breeze right through? What do you say?”
Liu Qingchan shot him a disgusted glance and shook her head.
“No need. Someone is waiting for me.”
“Someone is waiting…”
Before he could process it, a jade talisman appeared in Liu Qingchan’s hand. It emitted a beam of light that expanded into a barrier, seemingly shielding her from the pressure.
With light steps, her speed increased dramatically. She soon reached a man’s side, flashed him a sweet smile, looped her arm through his, and gazed at him with eyes brimming with affection.
Zhou Sihai froze at the sight, his mouth hanging open. It took him a long moment to blurt out a single word.
“Damn!”
“Young Master, might this little lady share your treasure that weakens the Void God Realm pressure?”
A sweet voice suddenly sounded right by Zhou Sihai’s ear. His heart skipped a beat, and he whipped his head around.
There stood a burly woman, built like a bear with over two hundred pounds on her frame and her face slathered in heavy makeup. She gazed at him coyly.
Zhou Sihai’s mouth twitched. He waved her off.
“Sorry, this treasure…”
“Oh, come on! Don’t be shy! Hmph!”
With a grand wave of her meaty hand, the woman hoisted Zhou Sihai onto her shoulder and marched forward. His eyes bulged wide. He hastily activated his treasure, tears welling up in utter despair…
Luo Yin and Liu Qingchan caught the entire scene and couldn’t suppress their chuckles.
“Qingchan, where did you get that jade talisman? I don’t recall our Holy Land having anything like it.”
Liu Qingchan turned her beautiful eyes toward Luo Yin and explained.
“It was the reward from the fifth floor. It blocks seventy percent of the pressure from Void God Realm experts—and it works just as well against pressure from those below that realm.”
“That’s impressive. You could even wear it as an accessory in everyday life. Alright, let’s move. With this, the pressure on this floor feels much lighter indeed.”
Luo Yin smiled and gently withdrew his arm.
Liu Qingchan blinked in surprise, wondering if he found her clingy. But before she could react, a large hand softly clasped her slender one.
Her face bloomed into a radiant smile.
Hand in hand, the two of them advanced through the Void God Realm pressure.
Behind them, Zhou Sihai—dangling helplessly over the woman’s shoulder—stared enviously at their retreating backs, tears streaming down his face.
“Young Master, why are you crying? Does this little lady’s gesture move you so deeply?”
Zhou Sihai forced out, “Yeah, yeah, absolutely.”
By this point, nearly everyone remaining had reached the sixth floor.
Yet most managed only a handful of steps before sitting cross-legged to meditate and comprehend.
As they watched these two pairs of affectionate dao companions on the sixth floor—one pair flaunting their love while strolling effortlessly—they couldn’t help cursing under their breaths.
Damn it!
Others could barely take a single step, yet these two were meandering along like they were on a leisurely garden walk!
Ahead, the Third Prince noticed Luo Yin. He called out with a smile.
“Brother Luo, you’re one lucky man! That previous woman was already a knockout, and I figured this miss was just your junior sister. Who knew she was your woman too?”
Liu Qingchan’s cheeks flushed crimson at his words. She stole a shy glance at Luo Yin.
Luo Yin just smiled. “Can’t help it. My personal charm speaks for itself.”
His response was curt and dismissive. He had zero interest in bandying words with this enigmatic figure.
The Third Prince said no more. He turned and pressed onward.
Luo Yin suddenly noticed something off about his steps—they seemed unsteady, deliberately slowed.
It was as if the Void God Realm pressure on this floor had no effect on him whatsoever.
He was holding back to conceal his true strength, pretending to labor against the pressure.
The Third Prince soon drew alongside Su Chen. He said to him.
“Give it your all on the next floor. Once you reach the eighth, I’ll take you to the ninth.”
Su Chen shot him a glance but offered no reply.
It wasn’t unwillingness—every word would drain precious energy.
As for the offer to escort him to the ninth floor, Su Chen dismissed it entirely.
The remark, however, piqued Luo Yin’s interest.
It seemed this prince truly had a way to access the ninth floor!
Under the jade talisman’s protection, Luo Yin and Liu Qingchan picked up speed and soon arrived at the floor’s end.
The opportunity awaiting them caught Luo Yin off guard.
A single drop of Nebula Myriad Things Water!
This water had one singular purpose: catalysis.
Be it divine herbs, immortal grasses, or even unhatched divine beasts—no matter if they required a century, a millennium, or ten millennia to mature—one drop would bring them to fruition in a mere half month!
Kun Kun’s hatching timeline had been a mystery.
Luo Yin was no mother kun; he couldn’t incubate it with his rear. He could only wait for it to emerge on its own.
But now, with this drop of Nebula Myriad Things Water, Kun Kun would hatch in just half a month!
This was the sole truly valuable gain from Luo Yin’s journey through the Profound Heaven Tower.
Meanwhile, outside the Profound Heaven Tower.
The sight of the seventh floor lighting up sent waves of excitement through the crowd.
“Someone’s entered the seventh floor!”
“So fast!? Which sect’s disciple is it?!”
“Hurry! Someone made it—activate the light screen array!”
“Yeah! We’ve only ever been able to project fights from the seventh floor anyway. This is what we’ve all been waiting for! Get to it!”
“…”
The array master glanced up at Ji Tianqing. Upon receiving a subtle nod, he immediately activated the formation.
Light screens materialized in midair, each displaying a cultivator who had entered the seventh floor locked in combat with their shadow.
This was the moment the onlookers had craved most!
Luo Yin and Liu Qingchan appeared on two separate screens.
The crowd stared in stunned silence at the sight of them.
“No way! Aren’t those both disciples from Taiyi Holy Land?”
“Damn, has Taiyi Holy Land gotten that powerful?”
“Whoa, that woman’s stunning! And the guy’s pretty handsome too!”
“Looks like Taiyi Holy Land was playing things close to the chest!”
Mo Wenlin froze for a split second before bursting into laughter. “Hahaha! I knew they had it in them!”
Reaching the seventh floor was a resounding success—and it brought tremendous prestige to Taiyi Holy Land.
Standing amid the buzz of discussion, Mo Wenlin felt his own face glowing with pride.
Ling Qingxue and Ling’er had arrived by the tower as well. Spotting the pair on the screens, Ling’er let out a joyful cheer.
“Qingxue-jiejie! It’s Young Master! And Qingchan-jiejie too! They’re so awesome!”
Ling Qingxue eyed Luo Yin’s figure on the screen, pursed her lips, and muttered.
“That speed really is impressive. He does have some real skill.”
If Luo Yin had been there, he surely would have leaned in close to her ear and whispered.
“Be honest with yourself—am I really that fast?”
