Chapter 62: Tower of Fate Suppression

Chapter 62: Tower of Fate Suppression Suddenly, the emptiness in front of Jiang Yun opened up, and the geniuses who had been swallowed earlier, including Zi Hao's followers, appeared. They looked at Jiang Yun with fear and suspicion.

"What do you want to do with us?" He Wen's voice rang out.

"Let me go now, or the Lin family will definitely come to kill you," Lin Yan said in panic.

There was no response to those questions or threats. Jiang Yun activated a certain tower, which appeared immediately, with sharp needles shooting out from it and quickly piercing the bodies of those sons and daughters of fortune. They were dragged into the tower without being able to resist at all.

Jiang Yun turned to call the system and asked, "What are the daily points like now?"

The system responded in a familiar voice.

[With the Tower of Suppressing Fortune of Hosts, we currently have many sons and daughters of fortune here, totaling 55 people. If everyone is raised to the highest emperor level now, the number of points that can be extracted from them each day is 5.5 billion points. And if combined with the disciples in the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, both humans and beastly creatures, approximately 12 million people, and another 18 sons of fortune under the command of Hosts, plus about 3 billion people that you resurrected after you exploded them in that fragment world while implanting luck lines, it will be about 49.3 billion points per day. Hosts.]

[As expected of Hosts, I thought you wouldn't have any problem with finding points like this. Of course, are you interested in hearing about the lottery system? I have prepared an explanation with a cool presentation slide for you.....]

"Shut up and raise them all to the highest emperor level."

[Understood, Hosts (?—?—)]

[Do you want to enable notifications?]

"Just remind me once a month, got it? No, wait... you... open... notifications... just... once... a... month."

The system replied angrily, [Are you kidding me?.... Hosts, I'm not that stupid. I can do such a simple command already, Hosts (???) ?.]

"Can you do it? Have you ever done it?"

The system replied softly, [Have you ever heard the saying, 'Even a four-legged creature can make mistakes, and a scholar can make errors too'?]

"What does that mean?"

The system responded, [I don't know either, I just asked you in case you knew.]

"......"

[......]

"Do you like snails?"

The system replied, [No, Hosts, I'm afraid of snails. What will you pick....]

[The system has encountered a temporary malfunction. Please contact again next time or leave a voice message ???? (? •? ? - ?) ?]

Jiang Yun smiled slightly before nodding, then he put down the brush and thought about the past few days. He had created the Tower of Suppressing Fortune to imprison the sons and daughters of fate, to generate immortal luck points for himself without having to send people out to hunt for the sons or daughters of fortune. Within one day, if combined with all his own people and those imprisoned in the Tower of Suppressing Fortune, it produced 19.3 billion points. He had also resurrected individuals he had previously killed in the fragment world of Tian Yuan, who had no grudge against him, approximately 3 billion people. As compensation for resurrecting those people, he had implanted luck lines to absorb their luck for himself. In total, it would be about 30 billion points per day.

During this time, he had been trying to find ways to increase the speed of luck recovery for the sons and daughters of fortune without relying on their own cultivation. He had tried stuffing resources into them, and he also attempted to destroy the cultivation of that son of fortune, and soon that man was no longer a son of fortune. He had also used time manipulation, but it still couldn't accelerate the recovery of luck.

In the end, he decided to let the sons and daughters of fortune in the Tower of Suppressing Fortune continuously increase their cultivation, but at a level he could still control, which was now the highest emperor level.

The scene shifted to inside the Tower of Suppressing Fortune, where a young woman, a follower of Zi Hao, was pierced multiple times by needles. She felt intense pain, and soon those needles fell out of her body. When the pain subsided, she opened her eyes and looked around, finding many people who were captured and resembled her.

"You must be the newcomers. Who are you? Can you introduce yourselves?" Wang Lin spoke up with interest.

The young woman was confused before speaking up, "I am called He Wen, a follower of the Holy Son of the Sacred Land, the Immortal Sword Emperor, and the daughter of the semi-immortal He family."

Wang Lin asked curiously, "Your lives should be good, so why are you getting involved with someone like Jiang Yun?"

Fang Qin added, "Or do you have someone who once defeated them in the past but didn't kill them and let them escape, and in the end, that person joined Jiang Yun and soon became so strong that you couldn't possibly compete with them?"

Long Ping spoke up, "Or are you someone who didn't know anything and was attacked by Jiang Yun's people and brought here?"

He Wen was confused and said, "I met Jiang Yun and fought him a little before he took me away."

"Your fate is quite fortunate because most people who encounter Jiang Yun tend to die or lose something important if they are his enemies," Wang Lin said.

He Wen was puzzled and asked, "Why? What is it about this man named Jiang Yun? I don't understand. Even though he is an unparalleled genius, I still think he cannot compete with my young master if their cultivation levels are the same."

Fang Qin replied, "Hmph... I don't know who your young master is, but if he catches Jiang Yun's eye, it won't be long before he ends up in this prison for sure."

He Wen, confused, asked, "What do you know? My young master is 19 years old and already a level 2 Emperor, and he can fight evenly with a Supreme Emperor."

Fang Qin, Long Ping, Wang Lin, and the children of fortune who were there before exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!" The 48 people there laughed humorously.

"A level 2 Emperor at 19 years old, haha! That's amazing! Hahaha!"

"What does your young master want to do to Jiang Yun? Pull his leg hair? Hahaha!" one man said.

"Haha, at first, I had the same thought as you, but if you meet some disciples from the Fallen Heavenly Blood Sect, you'll realize how worthless a Supreme Emperor really is," a young woman said while laughing.

The seven newcomers were bewildered, especially He Wen, who was filled with anger at how these people were belittling her young master.

Lin Yan was also angry because he was quite close to Zhi Hao. The others had heard of Zhi Hao's reputation before, as he was well-known for being a genius who rapidly grew from humble beginnings and was very strong. Zhi Hao was also known for sharing his resources with others. His reputation was excellent, and everyone wanted to be friends with him. Just a few months ago, at the age of 19, Zhi Hao had entered the list of Emperors ranked 5th by the Tianji Tower, which ranked them each year.

Fang Qin said, "Even if we don't want to admit it, when Jiang Yun was 19, he was already a Supreme Emperor."

He Wen added, "You frogs in a well, cultivation is not everything." Sёarᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Long Ping chimed in, "That's right, cultivation is not everything, but Jiang Yun is not just about cultivation. He is very cautious and quite paranoid as well. If he lacks confidence, he will hide or pretend to be injured to lower everyone's guard and wait until he is strong enough to act on whatever he wants... But I am starting to doubt whether you really fought Jiang Yun."

Another man continued, "Moreover, he is cunning and has many dirty tricks, combined with an extremely strong talent. Jiang Yun may seem cowardly, but his actions are decisive and brutally ruthless."

Fang Qin added, "Yes, yes. In the fragment world we used to live in, he took the weak and implanted something in their bodies, using them as destructive weapons to annihilate and kill 300,000 soldiers of the Immortal Phoenix Dynasty's princess, who had the lowest level of immortal cultivation, if I remember correctly. He killed everyone in that fragment world, whether they had lived there or entered later; most died, and he plundered all the resources, but the princess probably managed to escape."

A young woman interjected, "Are you all speaking too harshly? Jiang Yun isn't that cruel; he has resurrected billions of unrelated people and sent them to safety within the Immortal Flame Continent."

Everyone fell silent. They had witnessed the event when Jiang Yun exploded that fragment of the world and resurrected billions of people, along with the leaders of the Blood Heaven Sect who had captured them. However, they were reluctant to admit it. "................"

Lin Yan, who had been silent, spoke up, "Hmph, so what? That's just the perspective of people from a fragment of the world like you. It doesn't apply to the true Tian Yuan world, and people like you will never understand. Your lives probably won't even allow you to reach the level of an emperor."

The 48 people who heard those words felt nothing but immediately released an aura of supreme emperor-level power from their bodies.

He Wen, Lin Yan, and five others were shocked into silence, and some began to think about something in their minds.

Wang Lin broke the silence, "Which of us 48 is not a supreme emperor?"

Lin Yan asked, "Why... with all your power, why don't you escape?"

Wang Lin replied with a chuckle, "Let Long Ping and Fang Qin explain it to you."

Long Ping remained silent. "..."

Fang Qin laughed and explained, "There is always one elder guardian of the Blood Heaven Sect here, and there are countless traps. The chance of escaping is zero, and if you get caught, you will be punished..."

He Wen spoke up, "Who is the elder guardian of the Blood Heaven Sect? Are they really that strong?"

Long Ping, who had been silent, said, "You've seen Jiang Yun before, right? Just think of that as another Jiang Yun."

The six fell silent, especially He Wen, who regained her senses after her young master was insulted, causing her to momentarily forget Jiang Yun's terrifying presence. She recalled Jiang Yun's ability to easily fight against semi-emperors while his own cultivation was only at the level of a Heavenly Immortal.

Wang Lin teased, "Can you please tell us what that punishment is? I'm curious."

Long Ping remained silent. "..."

Fang Qin was also silent. "...."

Wang Lin immediately broke the silence, "Come on, tell us..."

Long Ping remained silent and said, "Why don't you try to escape?"

Wang Lin replied, "No way. I've seen the state you two returned in after that punishment... I don't have the courage like you."

Lin Yan asked, "I've been listening to your conversation for a while now. Why do I feel like you don't actually hate Jiang Yun that much? I even heard some compliments."

But before anyone could answer that question, suddenly, the seven newcomers seemed to be forced by some power, and their cultivation levels immediately rose to that of supreme emperors.

Lin Yan was confused and said, "What is this... why do I...?"

Long Ping smiled and said, "How is it? You see now, right? For Jiang Yun, becoming a supreme emperor is as easy as breathing. While it might take us years to reach this level, those with brains who see such a vast difference in power and still think of being enemies with Jiang Yun are truly foolish."

Wang Lin looked blankly, "If our abilities were similar or comparable, our attitudes would be different. But when the difference in power is so vast, we can only look up to Jiang Yun and respect him."

Everyone fell silent, and in that tower, there was only silence.