When Ling Yun woke up, he could smell a familiar, enchanting fragrance coming from his nostrils. His eyes slowly opened and what entered his vision was a pair of bright eyes filled with worry and a face with a white veil.
Since there was no sun or moon in the secret plane, he could not predict how long he had been unconscious.
"You're awake?" Just as he was about to ask, Ling'er's surprised voice entered his ears.
"How long have I been unconscious?" Ling Yun asked weakly.
Even now, he still felt a wave of dizziness. He could feel a stabbing pain in his head, making him want to faint.
"One hour!" Qin Feng's voice sounded from not far away. Although it was calm, Ling Yun could hear the deep worry and concern in his voice.
"One hour!"
Hearing this, Ling Yun heaved a sigh of relief.
Rubbing the pain between his brows, Ling Yun struggled to sit up from Ling'er's embrace.
"I thought you didn't want to move!" As Qin Feng's sour voice entered Ling Yun's ears, Ling'er had a murderous look on his face.
Ling Yun unhappily rolled his eyes at Qin Feng. What was he thinking about? Was he that kind of person?
Looking around, Lingyun frowned and asked: "What about the iron lump?"
Although he did not know what that lump of metal was, Lingyun knew that it must be very precious and definitely not ordinary.
What he was afraid of was that Ling'er and Qin Feng would throw it away.
If he were to be thrown here, it would be akin to looking for a needle in a haystack.
As for the worst case scenario, he would fall into the ravine. That way, he would really be insulated.
As for being taken away by Ling'er and Qin Feng, that was even more impossible. He wouldn't believe it even if she was beaten to death.
With just a slight shake, the space inside the Violet Ring almost collapsed.
"You don't know?" Qin Feng looked at him strangely.
"Should I know?" Ling Yun was puzzled.
"It seems like you really don't know!" Ling'er whispered, "After you fainted, a purple light suddenly surged out from your body, wrapping around that iron lump. After that, that iron lump disappeared. It must have entered your body."
Lingyun was stunned. He never would have thought that it would be like this. His eyes were twinkling. If he did not guess wrongly, that purple light was most definitely shot out by the Prestigious Pagoda.
Thinking about this, Lingyun felt a headache coming on. It really was the Old Master! Whatever he wanted to do, he couldn't care less. If one day he became unhappy and shuddered, then his Qi Sea would shatter into pieces.
"Sigh!"
Lingyun let out a long sigh in his heart and felt extremely helpless. He had a feeling that even after breaking through to the Martial Master realm, he would still only be the host of the Tower. At most, he would be able to enter and exit it.
To be honest, he didn't hold any hope for obtaining complete control of the pagoda.
Closing his eyes, he sank his consciousness into his body. He wanted to see what kind of tricks the Supreme Pagoda had up its sleeves.
In the vast aura sea, there was a purple-coloured sea. It appeared to be a purple-coloured ocean, and it was emitting a mysterious aura. Above the ocean, raging waves rolled about, and tsunamis soared into the sky.
In the middle of the ocean, a purplish golden nine-level pagoda was slowly floating. Although it was small and exquisite, just like a work of art, it was imperceptibly emitting a tyrannical aura that could suppress the heaven and earth.
Within the purple ocean, space fluctuated and an illusory figure slowly appeared. From the looks of it, it was Ling Yun.