Immediately following that, she saw Wen Ping actually reached out to accept the Thousand Gold Gold Ticket.
Seeing this scene, she doubted whether this Immortal Sect was truly a Sect?
Why does it look more and more like a mundane martial arts school?
And then, what is that Ten Layers Tower for which Elder Yun was willing to spend a thousand gold just to enter once? A thousand gold is enough for a Body Refining Twelfth Layer cultivator to purchase half a year’s worth of cultivation resources.
While Miao Yin was wondering and waiting for an answer, Yun Liao voiced the question in her heart, "Sect Leader, what is this Ten Layers Tower?"
Upon hearing this, Miao Yin’s movements stopped abruptly while she was walking down the stairs.
She turned her head, looking at Yun Liao in astonishment.
Thinking: Doesn’t even know but still wants to spend a thousand gold to enter.
Could it be that this Elder Yun is a stooge?
Immediately, she turned her gaze towards Wen Ping, trying to find answers from him.
Wen Ping put away the Thousand Gold Gold Ticket but didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he went downstairs heading towards the Library Pavilion while saying, "The Ten Layers Tower is behind the Main Hall, with a total of ten layers. Each layer has a trial, and completing a trial grants you the opportunity to comprehend the techniques used by the Guardian of that layer!"
"Vein Technique?" Yun Liao hurriedly asked.
"No, Martial Arts." Wen Ping didn’t know how to explain it because if he said magic, they probably wouldn’t understand either.
"Could it be special Martial Arts?" A hint of confusion flashed across Yun Liao’s eyes.
Miao Yin quietly listened, then deliberately slowed her pace so she could see the face of Elder Yun, who was walking beside Wen Ping. She originally thought Elder Yun would regret spending a thousand gold upon hearing about the Martial Arts, but to her surprise, she could not see any disappointment on Elder Yun’s face.
Miao Yin thought: Since when did Martial Arts cost a thousand gold? Joining any sect usually comes with free teachings, doesn’t it?
Before long, Wen Ping led the group to the front of the Library Pavilion. Standing in the open space, everyone looked around, and ultimately, all eyes were drawn to a red-lacquered plaque with three large golden characters — Library Pavilion.
Seeing this, Miao Yin was puzzled, wondering if the Ten Layers Tower was actually this Library Pavilion?
Before Miao Yin could ask, Wen Ping said, "The Library Pavilion is divided into ten layers, with a total of ten trials, hence the name Ten Layers Tower. There are only three chances to enter the Library Pavilion each day. Elder Yun has already taken one chance, who wants the remaining two?"
Qin Mo was the first to raise his hand.
"Young Master?" Miao Yin called out softly, ready to reach out and pull Qin Mo’s hand down. Such actions were quite disrespectful, but Miao Yin, wanting to prevent the Young Master from being deceived, could only risk offending him.
Qin Mo looked at her impatiently and then questioned, "Miao Yin, what are you doing?"
Miao Yin quickly explained, "Young Master, the entry fee was a thousand gold, and now you need another thousand gold to cultivate Martial Arts in the Library Pavilion. People can be deceitful, better to be cautious."
"It’s alright, Sect Leader Wen isn’t a fraud. Once you stay here for a few days, you’ll understand." If a master who can make Spiritual Cuisine were considered a fraud, there wouldn’t be an honest person in the entire East Lake.
Unfortunately, saying this would be too shocking, and Miao Yin certainly wouldn’t believe it.
Saying that, Qin Mo handed the thousand gold to Wen Ping, then glanced at the indifferent Yang Lele beside him and asked with a smile, "Senior Brother Yang, there are only three chances. Aren’t you coming in with me?"
Yang Lele shook his head and smiled, "No, this time I’ll let you go first; I’ll watch and see."
"Then I’ll pave the way first." With that, Qin Mo stepped towards the entrance of the Library Pavilion, then heard Wen Ping’s warning from behind, "The entrance to the Ten Layers Tower is the same as the entrance to the Battle Realm."
Qin Mo nodded, and then he walked right "into" the door of the Library Pavilion, and in the next moment, his entire body disappeared into it. As the scene before his eyes changed, Qin Mo was astonished to find himself standing in a golden land.
The dry and scorching wind blew against his face, causing his lips to become extremely dry immediately; under his feet were grains of sand, and each step felt like he was sinking; the scorching sun above made the sand beneath his feet as hot as burning coals.
"What kind of world is this!"
In these eighteen years, he had only seen lakes, mountains, and plains — this was his first time seeing a desert, which filled Qin Mo with both surprise and delight because he had only ever heard of it, never seen such a world.
At first glance, despite seeing no sign of greenery, he felt something was missing, yet the entire world gave him an exciting freshness, just like he felt when he first began his travels from Flying Fish Island.
After the initial surprise, Qin Mo began looking around, "Where is the Guardian of this first layer?"
A gust of wind swept sand against his face.
There was a rustling sound below his feet.
Seeing this, Qin Mo displayed a confident smile, raised his hand, and reached for something beneath the yellow sand without hesitation.
Outside the Library Pavilion.
Seeing her young master suddenly disappear at the door, Miao Yin naturally became anxious, worried something might happen to Qin Mo, and immediately wanted to investigate, but was stopped by Yun Liao’s outstretched hand.
"Don’t be anxious; your young master just entered for the trial."
Miao Yin looked up at Yun Liao, revealing a shy smile, then softly whispered, "But the door didn’t even open, my young master..."
Miao Yin’s words were cut off abruptly by Yang Lele, who remarked dismissively, "Making a fuss over nothing. Who said the entrance must be a door? It’s another space’s entrance, so the wooden door is just a facade."
"Behind the door is another space?" Miao Yin did not quite understand what that meant.
At this moment, Wen Ping’s voice came with an inquiry, "Miao Yin, do you want to enter and find your young master? Just a thousand gold, and you can take today’s last chance to go in and protect your young master."
"You!" Miao Yin wanted to scold Wen Ping for taking advantage of the situation, but once she turned to see the Library Pavilion, a wave of unease passed through her heart, forcing her to hand over a thousand gold to Wen Ping, "I hope you’re not deceiving me."
No matter if it was a peculiar place or another space, Miao Yin couldn’t be bothered with such things anymore. She was too worried about her young master entering alone; if anything were to happen, the penalty she would face could very well cost her her life.
Just as Miao Yin prepared to step forward into it, the entrance to the Library Pavilion suddenly shimmered with ripples, and then they saw Qin Mo stumbling out from within, embarrassingly disheveled, entirely devoid of the demeanor of the Young Master from Flying Fish Island.
The ordinary clothes he wore had been burned into short sleeves and shorts.
Qin Mo sat down on the ground, visibly shaken, making Yang Lele and others quite puzzled, "Qin Mo, are you alright?"
Just when everyone wanted to approach to see Qin Mo, Miao Yin shouted in surprise, dashed to the front of the group, ran to Qin Mo’s side, gently held her young master’s right arm with both hands, and slowly helped him up.
After being helped up, Qin Mo repeatedly assured Miao Yin he was fine, then turned to Yang Lele and the others with a wry smile, saying, "The Guardian of this layer is too fierce! A Body Refining Seventh Layer could actually wield the Vein Technique."
"Body Refining Seventh Layer using the Vein Technique, really? Then how does one pass the first layer trial?" Yang Lele looked at Qin Mo in astonishment.
"Those two Guardians messed around for a moment and then unleashed overwhelming flames, which burned me out in no time."
While saying this, Qin Mo also gestured with his hands, mimicking the two’s sealing.
Thinking about this, Qin Mo felt embarrassed; had he not underestimated the two Body Refining Seventh Layer Guardians at the beginning and refrained from grabbing them, he wouldn’t have lost so miserably.
Hearing about Qin Mo’s ordeal, Yang Lele’s and the other person’s expressions became a bit grave. Just hearing about such a scene was enough to make one’s heart race.