Chapter 10

"解除封禁。"

Feng Haoyu glanced at Si Xueyi, then turned to the elders around him and gave instructions.

It turned out that the Xuanlong Tower had always been sealed.

Si Xueyi muttered to herself, then turned her head to look. She saw the Xuanlong Tower, hidden in the mist outside the Enlightenment Platform, gradually revealing itself.

Everyone on the Enlightenment Platform looked over. The Xuanlong Tower emitted a blinding light, with ancient and powerful sword intent surging within.

Radiant, sacred, grand, and ancient.

It resembled a towering peak, yet also a peerless divine sword.

Boom!

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from the Xuanlong Tower, a destructive force surging out.

The moment the seal was completely lifted, it seemed like a sealed fierce beast had awakened, with a terrifying power about to burst forth.

The force made everyone's scalp tingle, and they all felt fear and dread, their eyes filled with apprehension.

This was the reason why the Xuanlong Tower's quota was so precious, as each opening carried great risk.

A slight misstep, and the power within the Xuanlong Tower could destroy half of the Canglan Academy.

At this critical moment, Feng Haoyu rose into the air from the Crimson Flame Holy Song Beast. He hovered in mid-air, releasing an incredibly formidable sword aura.

Buzz!

A series of sword shadows appeared behind him, forming a vast and boundless sword array.

Then, with a blank expression, he struck with his palm, the overwhelming sword aura suppressing the Xuanlong Tower's malevolent aura.

Feng Haoyu stood with his hands behind his back, letting the wind blow across his face, coldly watching the struggling and trembling Xuanlong Tower.

He exuded a domineering aura, as if the entire world was under his control.

"Release the Dragon Lock."

At his command,

From the peak of a distant mountain, thick chains flew out, wrapping around the Xuanlong Tower like unsheathed swords.

However, the Xuanlong Tower continued to struggle, releasing a terrifying aura, causing the Enlightenment Platform to tremble continuously.

The faces of many disciples were filled with fear.

Feng Haoyu let out a cold snort, continuously forming seals with his hands. The vast sword array behind him rotated, and he struck with his palm again and again.

With each strike, the Xuanlong Tower became more subdued.

Si Xueyi was slightly shocked. She looked at Feng Haoyu, her eyes narrowing. This old man was much stronger than she had imagined.

"I thought he was at the peak of the Nine Veins, but now it seems he has long reached the Heavenly Gang realm."

"This small Canglan Academy has so many hidden talents, and the Xuanlong Tower, interesting, truly interesting."

"It seems I must reach the top."

Si Xueyi muttered to herself, a smile appearing on her face as she looked at the Xuanlong Tower with a hint of longing.

"Don't be afraid, the Xuanlong Tower isn't as dangerous as you might think."

Feng Yueyu had appeared beside Si Xueyi at some point and spoke softly.

"I'm not afraid, I'm excited."

Si Xueyi came back to her senses and laughed softly.

"Whatever you say, I just wanted to remind you," Feng Yueyu said indifferently.

Si Xueyi was slightly taken aback, marveling at the change in Feng Yueyu's attitude.

She turned around and laughed, "Sister Feng Yue, it's rare to see you so gentle."

"Hmph, you man, Sister Feng is just trying to remind you. Don't forget, I've already entered the Xuanlong Tower once last year, reaching the seventh level, which is among the best in the past two hundred years."

Duanmu Xi, who had always been against Si Xueyi, surprisingly stood beside Feng Yueyu this time.

Duanmu Xi continued, "Each level of the Xuanlong Tower has a different test. Passing each level gives you a chance to improve your cultivation. Based on the number of levels you pass, you will be rewarded with an opportunity. Sister Yun obtained a top-grade Earth-level martial technique."

Martial techniques were ranked from highest to lowest as Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow, each level further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades. Some special martial techniques could even surpass the upper grade and be considered supreme.

"The strongest martial technique in the Canglan Academy is of this grade. Now you know how impressive Sister Yun is," Duanmu Xi said with a smile.

Feng Yueyu remained noncommittal, then said seriously, "I wronged you before, I apologize."

Si Xueyi's eyes widened in disbelief.

In her memory, this girl had always been against her, never giving her a good look.

Si Xueyi came back to her senses and laughed, "What wind is blowing today? Sister Cold Face, praising me? This isn't the Feng Yueyu I remember, and she even admits her mistakes."

Feng Yueyu was slightly surprised but not angry, saying softly, "Is this how you see me? If so, it just means you don't understand me. I always clearly distinguish right from wrong."

"I just don't like those who talk big and are arrogant, and I especially dislike those who waste their talent and are lazy. A good-looking person with nothing but trash inside is a waste. If I were to look at such a person, it would be a waste of my time."

"But the facts have proven that you are not an arrogant person, and what you said was true. Three years of silence, and then a stunning performance. Three years of inactivity, and then a soaring flight. In ancient times, there was a divine bird; today, there is Si Xueyi."

Si Xueyi was stunned. Feng Yueyu's praise was truly unfamiliar to him.

After a long pause, he said half-jokingly, "Feng Yueyu, are you falling for me? Don't be like that, I still prefer your rebellious side."

To his surprise, Feng Yueyu remained unperturbed. She looked at the Xuanlong Tower and murmured, "In the path of martial arts, it's like rowing upstream. My life is destined to be accompanied by the sword. Men can only slow down my sword's speed. Whether it's a joke or a sincere statement, don't even think about it. I am destined to be a woman you can never obtain."

Si Xueyi was stunned on the spot, feeling a mix of emotions, as if he had been toyed with.

"Sister, you're so cool."

Duanmu Xi's eyes sparkled, looking at Feng Yueyu with admiration. At this moment, Feng Yueyu indeed had a unique charm, a bold and heroic presence, her sharpness fully revealed.

Si Xueyi was not entirely convinced, saying, "What if this man is a genius that is rare in the past and future five hundred years?"

Feng Yueyu turned to look at Si Xueyi and said solemnly, "Genius? Are you talking about yourself? Si Xueyi, how about we make a bet? You won the last one, do you dare to bet again?"

"Go on."

Si Xueyi was intrigued.

"I firmly believe that so-called geniuses can only determine how fast a person can go, but not how far. The ones who can truly reach the end, or even surpass it, are those who are down-to-earth and have a firm will."

Feng Yueyu's sharpness was evident, her gaze as sharp as a sword. She stared at Si Xueyi and said, "I believe your words from three days ago. Your soul power is above the Heaven grade, you are a genius among geniuses, a one-in-a-million genius."

"Let's make a ten-year bet. Ten years from now, we'll see who is stronger, whose sword is sharper."

Her voice was clear and crisp, steady and unhurried.

But Si Xueyi, standing in front of her, felt an unprecedented pressure, even greater than the pressure from the Xuanlong Tower.

Si Xueyi was startled, realizing he didn't really understand Feng Yueyu.

"I am already confident, but she is even more confident. This confidence... reminds me of someone."

Si Xueyi looked at her, his gaze seemingly traveling back three thousand years. Three thousand years ago, there was also a woman, brilliant and invincible, with unparalleled confidence.

She had said similar words, "Si Xueyi, do you dare to bet with me?"

The person from nine hundred years ago seemed to overlap with Feng Yueyu.

"Si Xueyi, do you dare to bet with me?"

Feng Yueyu's voice broke the overlap, shattering the image.

Si Xueyi came back to his senses and smiled, "Why not? Ten years from now, I'll win you again."

"Then it's settled. The loser has to agree to one request from the winner," Feng Yueyu said.

"Outer Disciple, Si Xueyi!"

Si Xueyi was about to agree when Feng Haoyu's voice came from the clouds, indicating that the Xuanlong Tower's malevolent aura had been completely suppressed.

"Here."

Si Xueyi instinctively responded.

"Enter the tower."

Feng Haoyu's authoritative voice echoed.

Feng Yueyu called out to Si Xueyi, "Si Xueyi, the higher you go in the Xuanlong Tower, the more dangerous it becomes. I believe your words from three days ago, but don't push yourself too hard."

A warm feeling welled up in Si Xueyi's heart. This girl was actually concerned about him.

He knew that she had been targeting him for the past three years, but it was only because she didn't want him to fall.

He suddenly turned around, looked at Feng Yueyu, and smiled, "A man must keep his word. If I said I would reach the top, I will."

Si Xueyi laughed loudly, then took off from the edge of the Enlightenment Platform, flying towards the Xuanlong Tower, which was wrapped in chains.

"Ten years is too long, Feng Yueyu, I'll win you once more, hahaha!"

With a hearty laugh, his bold declaration to reach the top echoed on the Enlightenment Platform.

Feng Yueyu's eyes flashed with anger. This guy had just praised her, and now he was being frivolous again.

"Reach the top? Si Xueyi's words are a bit too big."

"For hundreds of years, no one has reached the tenth level, at most the seventh."

"Many people have died on the sixth level."

"His cultivation is only at the True Essence realm, he might not even pass the first three levels."

After Si Xueyi left, various discussions began on the Enlightenment Platform. It was clear that Si Xueyi had put a lot of pressure on them, and they dared not speak loudly in front of him.

"Yun Sister, do you think Brother Xueyi can reach the top?" Duanmu Xi's silver hair shone, her delicate face with a cute smile.

Feng Yueyu thought of Si Xueyi's last words and said, "The Xuanlong Tower is extremely dangerous. He is so frivolous, I'm more concerned about whether he can come out alive."

Duanmu Xi laughed, "If Brother Xueyi were serious, I would be even more worried. It's better for him to be frivolous, it makes him seem carefree and reassuring."

Her gaze was innocent, looking at the departing Si Xueyi with a clear smile.

Feng Yueyu's expression was serious, and she said, "For hundreds of years, those who were as arrogant as him have almost all died inside."

Duanmu Xi, hearing this, said seriously, "Brother Xueyi is not arrogant. For the past three years, no matter what he has experienced, he has always smiled with a carefree attitude. His face never shows sadness."

"Such a person is either the most hypocritical in the world or hiding the greatest sorrow. Neither of these has anything to do with arrogance."

Feng Yueyu was slightly taken aback. She had just said Si Xueyi didn't understand her, but it seemed she didn't understand Si Xueyi either.

But she couldn't understand what kind of sorrow a seventeen-year-old boy could have.

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