Chapter 590: Venturing into the Immortal Spirit Tower

The sun rose over a certain restricted area in The United University of Cultivation.

The clouds and mist there were like shackles that hung in the sky, sealing the area in a radius of fifteen kilometers.

Within that sealed space, there was a massive azure immortal tower.

The immortal tower had a total of ninety-nine levels, of which the bottom level was the most cavernous with a radius of one and a half kilometers and was able to house over ten thousand students with ease. Each subsequent ascending level grew smaller and smaller in surface area, with the highest level being only five hundred meters in radius.

There were already around ten thousand students gathered around the tower, all of whom were fifth-year students who were about to graduate.

“Stuffed buns! Piping hot stuffed buns ignored by Da Bai…”

The sound of yodeling suddenly erupted.

An Lin was selling his stuffed buns ignored by Da Bai in the restricted area!

The Immortal Spirit Tower opened up quite early, so An Lin could only switch his stall location.

It was the mantra of Filthy Rich An to earn money wherever he was.

An Lin’s appearance instantly created a stir around the restricted area.

“Huh? Isn’t that Student An Lin? He’s selling stuffed buns here?!”

“He’s most likely here to enter the Immortal Spirit Tower, seeing as he’s already a third-year. He’s probably only selling his stuffed buns on the side.”

“I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to eat stuffed buns ignored by Da Bai today, but it looks like that won’t be the case!”

Many students converged toward An Lin, and the stuffed buns were soon completely sold out.

Some of the students even began to shed tears while eating the stuffed buns.

An Lin was greatly startled upon seeing this.

He knew his stuffed buns were delicious. Even so, wasn’t it a little bit too much to cry while eating them?

Could it be… that they were disgusted to the point of tears?

Right at this moment, the conversation between some of the students answered his question.

“Waah… these stuffed buns are so good…”

“We won’t be able to eat such delicious stuffed buns after we graduate.”

“Sigh, it’s too bad that the stuffed buns ignored by Da Bai are unique to God An and to the university…”

“I’m going to buy a ton of these before I leave to store inside my storage ring!”

…

An Lin finally understood what was going on. All the fifth-year senior students were lamenting over their imminent departure.

They appeared to be crying over the stuffed buns, but it was much more likely that they were much more unwilling to part with all their friends and teachers…

Five years was akin to a blink of an eye to cultivators.

An Lin had only been here for three years, but he had made many friends as well as countless precious memories. Everything within the university was so magnificent, but it would be a different case after graduation.

All the senior students were shedding tears at the thought of leaving such a beautiful place.

With this in mind, An Lin couldn’t help but turn his eyes toward Liu Qianhuan. After all, she was about to graduate as well.

Liu Qianhuan had also bought a steamer of stuffed buns and was chomping on them with relish.

Her delicate cheeks were stuffed full of food as her bright, purple eyes narrowed in enjoyment. It appeared as if she was completely unaffected by the emotions of those around her as she continued to devour the stuffed buns with relish.

“Attention all students, the Immortal Spirit Tower is about to open, so please gather here.”

An elderly man with an extremely vast aura stood by the gate of the Immortal Spirit Tower with a warm smile.

His name was Bai Zhong, and he was the guardian of this restricted realm. From his profoundly powerful aura, it was plain to see that he had already reached Return to Void Stage.

After gathering all the students, over ten thousand wisps of divine intent flowed from his hands before setting onto all the students. Those were their entry passes into the Immortal Spirit Tower, which would also record which level they had reached.

“Within the tower, all your cultivation bases will be restricted to one percent of your current cultivation base. On top of that, you won’t be able to use weapons, talismans, pills, or any other external items. You can only fight the ancestral mighty figures through your own strength,” Bai Zhong explained.

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His words were like hot brands that could engrave themselves directly into the minds of all the students, making them impossible to forget or ignore.

This was something everyone already knew, so they didn’t pay too much attention.

Thus, over ten thousand students poured into the first level of the Immortal Spirit Tower. The ground within the tower was paved by white jade stone, and the area was extremely cavernous. There were four huge cauldrons with flames burning within that was positioned in each corner.

“Wow, this place is huge.” Su Qianyun exclaimed as she surveyed her surroundings with curious eyes.

As a seasoned veteran, Liu Qianhuan began to impart some knowledge. She said, “The first eighty levels are all one-on-one battles as the mighty figures will split their divine intents into over ten thousand doppelgangers to battle each and every one of us, so it won’t help our cause even if we stand together.”

“That’s amazing!” Su Qianyun blinked her dreamy eyes with shock and amazement on her face.

Boom!

At this moment, a mighty power descended from the tower, and all the students suddenly felt as if their bodies had been somehow emptied.

“The restrictive power of the Immortal Spirit Tower has taken effect,” Tang Ximen said as he looked up at the tower with battle intent raging in his eyes.

Aside from all the rewards available in the Immortal Spirit Tower, it was a great opportunity in itself to be able to battle mighty figures of the past as it would help the students hone their combat skills as well as to observe their Dao.

Countless projections suddenly materialized in the air above.

All of them were either wielding spears or swords as they descended upon the students.

All these projections had a target of their own as they systematically engaged the students in one-on-one battles.

“The first twenty levels are all projections of Spirit Nurturing Stage,” Tang Ximen explained.

Most of the fifth-year students were actually still at the Dao Body Stage. Hence, after having ninety-nine percent of their power sealed away, they were having a hard time even if it was just against a wisp of Spirit Nurturing Final Stage divine-intent warrior.

Some students were already falling at the hands of their divine-intent enemies.

Dying in a battle with a divine-intent warrior clearly wouldn’t equate to casualties in real life, but the shock from dying was still able to render some students unconscious.

A valiant woman with long, flowing hair thrust her spear abruptly toward An Lin’s heart.

An Lin glanced at the woman before his palm descended upon her like lightning and slapped her body into nothingness.

The divine intents of the ancestral mighty figures required a long time to recover after being destroyed, and this required a lot of energy, which was why the Immortal Spirit Tower was only open once a year.

After destroying his opponent, An Lin began casting his gaze around his surroundings.

There had been close to two thousand casualties already. Seven thousand of them had already concluded their battles while about a thousand more were still engaged in battles. For people like Xu Xiaolan, Xuanyuan Cheng, and the others, this was obviously a one-hit KO scenario.

Fifteen minutes later, there were only a few dozen people who were still engaged in battles.

Another fifteen minutes later, that number dwindled to a single-digit value.

What was it like to have several thousand people spectating your battle?

One of the girls was already on the brink of tears from embarrassment, but she was still unable to defeat her divine-intent opponent.

In the end, she suffered a lapse of concentration, during which she was slain by her enemy…

Prior to her death, her tears finally began to flow down her face. As she fainted, she shed tears of rage and humiliation.

An Lin slapped his palm to his face. How tragic…

Another fifteen minutes later, there was still a male student who hadn’t finished his battle.

He seemed to specialize in using vital energy to protect his body, as a yellow suit of indestructible energy armor kept his divine-intent opponent at bay.

However, his offensive prowess was lacking, and the two of them were caught in an impasse.

Thump thump thump… bang bang bang… clatter clatter clatter… puff puff puff…

Time slowly passed by…

“I finally understand why the Immortal Spirit Tower is only open a few days at a time,” An Lin said expressionlessly.

“It’s alright, just treat it like watching a movie,” Xuanyuan Cheng offered words of consolation.

“I really want to help him.” An Lin gritted his teeth.

“You can do that, but you’ll be eliminated.” Liu Qianhuan heaved a weary sigh.

Thus, over seven thousand students silently spectated the battle between the male student and his divine-intent opponent in a bizarre and frustrating scene…