Chapter 12

C12 – The Glory of the Wang Family

Wang Shan was indifferent to the Wandering Soul’s expression; his sole focus was to reach the summit of the tower!

He stood on the ninth floor of the Nine-level Tower.

This was the fabled prison of the Divine Beast!

Regardless of the nature of the Divine Beast, Wang Shan was determined to claim it.

“Everyone warned me about the perilous Nine-level Tower, saying I’d die if I even reached the second floor. But here I am at the entrance to the ninth floor, not only unharmed but without a bead of sweat on my forehead,” he mused.

Wang Shan looked up at the entrance to the ninth floor, his excitement palpable.

He took a bold step forward, heading for the ninth floor!

He encountered a formidable resistance.

But this resistance was fleeting, lasting a mere three minutes.

Soon after, Wang Shan stepped onto the ninth floor with ease.

Thus, the enigmatic veil shrouding the ninth floor was lifted!

Wang Shan extended his index finger, activating the Heaven Rank Water Condensing Arts within him. In a flash, he formed a sharp ice spike.

Beneath the inscriptions of his ancestors, Wang Shan etched his own words.

“Wang Shan visited this place at the age of fifteen.”

“The Wang family may no longer be the renowned household it once was, but I will restore our family’s luster!”

No sooner had he spoken than a teacup on the square wooden table toppled over. A plump white cat was perched atop the inscriptions.

“So, you’re a descendant of the Wang family. Five thousand years have passed, and finally, someone from the Wang family has ascended to the summit of the Nine-level Tower.”

Astonishingly, the voice emanated from the mouth of the fat cat!

If Wang Shan wasn’t mistaken, this white cat was the Divine Beast confined to the ninth level.

“You claim you can restore the glory of the Wang family; let’s see the proof of your strength!”

The white cat’s blue eyes shifted to a deep, blood-red hue. In the next moment, Wang Shan was propelled from the floor to the ceiling!

“Quite clever of you. Using the Water Condensing Arts to fuse your feet with the ceiling, you’ve kept yourself from falling. But did you consider that by doing so, you’ve immobilized yourself?”

With a blink of its eyes, the white cat sent fragments of the floating teacup hurtling towards Wang Shan. The lethal shards appeared poised to slash across Wang Shan’s throat!

“Farewell, scion of the Wang family!” But as the white cat believed its victory was at hand, it caught sight of Wang Shan’s grin.