Chapter 34

"White Xuanyang is dead!"

The outcome of this battle was unexpected.

No one had thought that it would end with White Xuanyang being killed by Lin Feng.

All eyes, filled with shock, turned to the young man on the stage.

Lin Feng's rise seemed unstoppable.

"Damn, damn, even Xuanyang is dead. This little brat must die, must die."

In a corner, a group of over a dozen people gathered, including Song Canghai, an outer court steward. His eyes were filled with venom.

Beside Song Canghai were about seven or eight young students, all of whom were descendants of the Bai family training at Jialan Academy.

The others were middle-aged men, serving as stewards at Jialan Academy.

"Lin Feng, I will tear him to pieces." A young nobleman's eyes glinted with a cold, murderous intent.

This man was slender, with a fierce and sinister gaze, giving off a sense of ruthlessness.

This young nobleman was named Bai Yilong, a direct descendant of the Bai family, whose strength had already reached the "Warrior Master" realm.

In the inner court of Jialan Academy, he was among the top hundred.

"Good, Yilong, if you take action, there will be no problem." Song Canghai and the others nodded.

"Junior Brother Lin, congratulations on your victory." Gongsun Changge and others approached.

"Senior Sister Xiao, Senior Brother Gongsun." Lin Feng bowed.

"No need for formalities." Xiao Yafei nodded.

"Ha ha, Brother Gongsun, why don't you introduce us properly?" Zhao Zixuan said with a smile.

Zhao Zixuan and others had a good relationship with Xiao Yafei and Gongsun Changge, so they came to watch the battle together.

Although the inner court was divided into four major colleges, many disciples still had friendships with each other.

"Ha ha, let's go and celebrate Junior Brother Lin's victory. At the celebration, I will introduce everyone formally." Gongsun Changge said with a smile.

Lin Feng naturally did not refuse; this was an opportunity to meet the top talents of Jialan Academy's inner court.

It was late at night when Lin Feng finally returned to his residence.

"Junior Brother, you're finally back. Ha ha, look, here are fifteen million silver notes."

Zhang Qichu excitedly took out a large stack of silver notes.

These were one-thousand-liang silver notes, totaling fifteen hundred.

"We'll split it fifty-fifty," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Ha ha, that's not necessary. When I helped you place the bet, I also put in all my savings, a total of two hundred thousand liang, all on you winning. Now, I've made a fortune too." Zhang Qichu said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lin Feng did not insist further.

After a pause, Zhang Qichu said, "Those who organized the betting lost big this time. Originally, with those odds, they should have made ten million liang if you won. But we bet one million two hundred thousand liang on you, so they lost eighteen million liang. With the bets from others, they lost over twenty million liang. Even after deducting the stakes they collected, they still lost over ten million liang."

Lin Feng said, "Setting up a betting ring is risky. I doubt they ever thought I would win this life-or-death battle."

Zhang Qichu said, "Junior Brother, since we have so much silver, why don't we go to the Training Tower to practice tomorrow?"

"Training Tower?" Lin Feng was puzzled.

He had never heard of it before.

"The Training Tower was personally built by the first Chancellor, using countless materials. The first Chancellor spent three years drawing the great array. The Training Tower can absorb the essence of heaven and earth. It has twelve floors, and the higher you go, the more abundant the essence becomes. The essence on the first floor is ten times that of the outside world. It is said that the essence on the twelfth floor is sixty times that of the outside world," Zhang Qichu explained.

"What? Sixty times? Practicing in the Training Tower would be like having divine assistance!" Lin Feng was greatly surprised.

"Although that's true, entering the Training Tower is not easy. It is charged by the day. The first floor costs one hundred thousand liang per day, and the twelfth floor costs one million liang per day," Zhang Qichu said.

Lin Feng was taken aback; the fees were extremely high.

Ordinary students could not afford such expensive fees.

If it were the old Lin Feng, he couldn't even afford one day on the first floor.

However, after returning from the Wild Jungle, Lin Feng obtained one million liang from "Duanmu Feiyang" and the Yin-Yang Cave. The one million liang he bet on the life-or-death battle had now become fifteen million liang.

This was enough for Lin Feng to practice in the Training Tower for some time.

Money is truly great, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel.

"Tomorrow, let's go," Lin Feng said.

"Good," Zhang Qichu nodded.

The next day, Lin Feng and Zhang Qichu arrived at the Training Tower.

The Training Tower was located deep in the inner court, a grand and ancient tower with many students coming and going.

Lin Feng and Zhang Qichu went to the registration area outside, where they needed to exchange silver for points tokens.

The points tokens recorded the amount of funds stored.

Lin Feng exchanged fifteen million liang for points, then entered the Training Tower with Zhang Qichu.

Upon entering the Training Tower, Lin Feng immediately felt a surge of abundant energy surrounding him, almost like a mist.

"Such dense essence!" Lin Feng was amazed.

The Training Tower truly lived up to its reputation as a holy place for cultivation.

"Junior Brother Feng, do you see those stone chambers? That's where you practice. You can use our points tokens to open an unoccupied chamber. The array on the chamber will automatically deduct points when you leave," Zhang Qichu explained.

"Understood," Lin Feng nodded.

In the first-floor hall, many students lingered, clearly waiting for someone to leave the stone chambers.

Although the hall was rich in essence, no one practiced there.

Practicing outside could easily be interrupted, and a single mistake could lead to a cultivation mishap.

"Chambers are hard to come by," Zhang Qichu remarked.

Lin Feng and Zhang Qichu continued to the upper floors.

Zhang Qichu planned to wait on the fifth floor, where the daily fee was three hundred thousand liang. He could practice for ten days. Lin Feng, on the other hand, went to the twelfth floor, where the daily fee was one million liang, and his points were enough for fifteen days.

The twelfth floor had only four chambers, the fewest of any floor.

One million liang per day was exorbitant, but with sixty times the essence of the outside world, cultivation would surely advance rapidly.

Lin Feng waited for three hours before someone left a chamber.

After the student left, Lin Feng headed for the chamber.

He took out his points token to open the chamber door, but at that moment, a cold voice interrupted, "Hold it."

Lin Feng stopped and turned to look at the speaker, a young nobleman of about seventeen or eighteen, dressed in black, with a cold expression.

"Is there a problem?" Lin Feng asked.

"I want this chamber," Xu Zihao said in a tone that brooked no argument.

Lin Feng replied coldly, "I waited for three hours for this chamber. If you want a chamber, you can wait here."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Xu Zihao's face darkened. He said coldly, "Boy, who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like that? Do you know who I am? You dare to compete for a chamber with me? Get out now, and I'll let you off. If you don't, I'll throw you out of the Training Tower like a dead dog."