Chapter 67: Qi Yuan: I Am the Moral High Ground!

Chapter 67: Qi Yuan: I Am the Moral High Ground!

Qi Yuan thought to himself and looked at the divine general.

【The divine general of the Ascension Gate. Defeat him on the Ascension Platform to gain control over Tianjue.】

It seemed this NPC wasn't lying.

"Alright, I accept the challenge!" Qi Yuan said firmly, tightly holding Xiao Jia's hand.

He had to bring Xiao Jia along, otherwise she would stumble and get hurt again.

Last time, when he fought Zang Hua, he didn't bring Xiao Jia. By the time he saw her again, she had stumbled many times and was covered in dust and mud, looking pitiful and making his heart ache.

The golden-armored divine general looked at Qi Yuan, his voice booming: "The battle begins; death will not end it!"

With this declaration, Qi Yuan saw a staircase appear on the Ascension Platform.

Boom, boom, boom!

It sounded like a giant beast's footsteps shaking the ground as the staircase extended, reaching from the sky to the ground.

After about a quarter of an hour, the stairs extended to Qi Yuan's feet.

From the sky to the ground, a heavenly ladder appeared.

Counting the steps, they matched exactly with 129,600.

"Climb the steps, the battle begins. The victor ascends one step," the golden-armored man explained the rules.

Qi Yuan did not climb immediately but asked, "Can I rest in between?"

"After each victory, you may descend the stairs, but you cannot stay outside for more than a day, or you will be forcibly summoned!

Remember, one year on the steps is equivalent to one day outside."

"Oh, that's fine then." Qi Yuan felt relieved.

He looked at Xiao Jia, smiling, "This time, I will fight alongside you."

In his heart, he added another sentence.

Alongside everyone in the Five Elements Forbidden Land and Yin-Yang Forbidden Lands.

These 129,600 battles would be perfect to hone his combat experience, to refine the experiences and insights of those 84 people.

Qi Yuan had gained a lot of insight from his battle with Zang Hua.

And climbing the Daylight Ascension Platform was a great opportunity.

The combat experience he lacked should be well-honed here, right?

Moreover, after so many battles and killing so many monsters, he should gain quite a bit of experience, right?

With these thoughts, Qi Yuan stepped onto the first step.

The view before him changed instantly.

It seemed he was now standing on the Ascension Platform.

Qi Yuan scanned his surroundings.

He noticed that where he was now felt like a coliseum.

Around the coliseum were tens of thousands of seats.

The seats varied in levels, some high and some ordinary.

It seemed that in the past, people had watched duels here!

But now, it was empty, with no audience.

This made Qi Yuan, who had social anxiety, feel better.

"Good thing no one is watching, otherwise it would be embarrassing."

At this moment, a loud heartbeat sounded.

Qi Yuan saw a burly man, shirtless and tall like a sumo wrestler from a prosperous country, rushing toward him.

That wasn't a living being, but a shadow, or perhaps... a monster that could provide experience!

"Xiao Jia!"

Qi Yuan merged with Xiao Jia.

At this moment, he closed his eyes.

Now, he was no longer himself; he was Long Pan.

Insights naturally come from the strong.

Long Pan's memories and combat experiences flowed into Qi Yuan's mind like a spring.

At this moment, he forgot his own moves.

He regarded himself as Long Pan.

If he were Long Pan, how would he face this enemy?

Jiang Lingsu laughed: "Who knows? Maybe you sneaked out one night and used your kitchen knife to kill everyone in the Black Mountain Sect."

Qi Yuan's gaze turned cold instantly: "Junior Sister, you know too much!"

For some reason, Jiang Lingsu felt a chill in her heart.

She looked at Qi Yuan with a trace of fear, but still said: "Senior Brother, I don't know why you have such a strong smell of blood.

But you'd better dispel or hide it.

Otherwise, it will be detrimental to your cultivation and could lead to inner demons.

More importantly, if you encounter some bizarre high-level cultivators, they might kill you in the name of justice."

Thinking of something, Jiang Lingsu felt a flash of fear and resistance deep inside.

She knew such cultivators.

They belonged to an organization.

People in this organization hated evil but had a bad reputation.

They called themselves righteous envoys but acted extremely overbearingly.

Once, a cultivator wiped out a bandit camp, only to be killed by this organization for having too strong a smell of blood.

Anyway, their definition of justice was the only justice.

If they said someone killed too much, without asking why, that person deserved to die.

"What? There are such people who want to rid me of evil?" Qi Yuan was taken aback.

Jiang Lingsu was speechless.

She couldn't understand how her eccentric senior brother could have such a strong smell of blood.

Could playing too many games affect reality?

"Indeed, there are such people, and not just one, but a whole organization.

What, Senior Brother, are you planning to go and wipe them out?

They're not as weak as the Black Mountain Sect; they have double-digit strong divine infant (Nascent Soul) cultivators." Jiang Lingsu laughed.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan sat on the ground, looking dejected: "I'm so useless, weak and helpless, I can't even kill them all in one night, wipe out their entire organization."

But thinking of something, Qi Yuan said: "Such hateful people, I should unite with righteous people to destroy them!"

Used to her senior brother's odd logic, Jiang Lingsu was happy to banter with him: "Righteous people won't do. They represent justice, often committing evil under the guise of justice."

"Standing on the moral high ground?" Qi Yuan asked.

Jiang Lingsu understood his meaning: "Yes."