Chapter 325: Chapter 220: Tier Three Pill Master
A shimmering, gilded Jade Talisman flew in from the horizon.
Qin Xuan reached out to take it, and a majestic, detached voice echoed directly in his mind.
"Huaizhong Altar Master Qin Xuan, hear my command. The re-selection for the Demon Child trial has begun. Take this Talisman and enter the Nine Prisons Reincarnation Tower at once. There can be no mistakes!"
"As you command!" Qin Xuan replied, cupping his hands with his gaze lowered.
...
「The Second Floor of the Reincarnation Tower.」
Crimson vortexes of cloud churned like blood, radiating a daunting pressure.
The space was vast, with a dome high overhead.
The surrounding walls were carved with countless twisted, wailing Demon Patterns, and in the center stood a massive black stone platform.
In front of the stone platform stood a burly, bald man with his hands clasped behind his back.
The bald man wore a black robe, and ferocious, dark-red tattoos crawled across his face. His aura was as vast as the sea.
"Silence!"
"I am Ming Zhan, a Late-stage Golden Core Cultivator. I have guarded the Holy Sect’s Scripture Pavilion for a thousand years. By order of the Sect Leader, I will be presiding over this re-selection for the Demon Child trial!"
Everyone fell silent in an instant, their gazes fixed on him.
Ming Zhan’s gaze swept over the crowd, his tone detached. "The rules are simple. You must pass through the second and third floors of the Reincarnation Tower. On the fourth floor, your performance will be scored to determine your ranking."
Below the platform, dozens of Purple Mansion Demon Cultivators with formidable auras had already gathered.
His words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion.
In addition to the ten who had passed the initial selection, five other figures stood at the front. Their auras were either profound or bizarre, and they were clearly the candidates who had been directly seeded into the re-selection.
’A lot of familiar faces.’
Qin Xuan’s gaze swept across the group.
Wei Qingyi stood in a corner, looking as calm and unconcerned as ever.
Jiang Cheng stood a short distance away. He gave Qin Xuan a slight nod when their eyes met. His complexion had returned to a healthy color and his gaze was sharp; he had obviously made a full recovery.
Luo Li stood with his arms crossed, an impatient sneer on his face. Blood Evil Qi coiled around him, ready to be unleashed at a moment’s notice. His gaze swept over the seeded candidates as if he were sizing up prey.
Ji Boying was casually toying with a Skull Spiritual Artifact, completely ignoring the looks of reverence directed his way.
Among the group of five seeded candidates, Qin Xuan also saw Liu Mobai and Sunx Miao.
Sunx Miao’s eyes were sinister as he glared daggers at Qin Xuan.
Liu Mobai was still dressed in his saintly monastic robes, but the lovely Bai Lingwei now stood by his side.
The other three were Late-stage Purple Mansion Demon Cultivators from different Demon Monarch bloodlines, and their auras were by no means weak.
"The first floor of the Reincarnation Tower is the Poisonous Miasma Prison, which you have already experienced. The second floor is the Sword Talisman Prison, designed specifically to test the very foundation of your life-bound Sword Talismans!"
Ming Zhan’s voice rang out again at the perfect moment.
"There are nine Sword Testing Demon Steles in the Sword Talisman Prison. You are to fully activate your Sword Talismans and strike the Demon Steles."
"The Demon Stele will light up with patterns based on your Sword Talisman’s sharpness, potential, and your degree of compatibility with it. It can light up from one to nine patterns, with each pattern representing one point!"
"The person with the strongest Sword Talisman will receive a Fearless Demon Order."
"Baru, give them a demonstration."
"As you command, True Monarch."
A burly man at the Purple Mansion Ninth Level stepped forward.
"This Talisman is called Black Sea. It was passed down from the Black Cliff Sea World Demon Monarch."
Baru activated his Sword Talisman.
BOOM!
A streak of black sword light slashed viciously against the Demon Stele. The stele lit up with six patterns before stopping.
"A mighty Eternal Level Nascent Soul Sword Talisman only managed to light up six patterns?"
Luo Li’s pupils constricted.
The man retreated slowly, his face devoid of expression.
Ming Zhan smiled faintly and continued, "The third floor is the Illusion Heart Prison!"
With a flick of his sleeve, several warped portals of light materialized on the side wall.
"This prison can conjure scenes for various disciplines, such as formations, artifacts, pills, talismans, and techniques. It will provide a sufficient supply of corresponding Tier Three Spiritual Materials and Spiritual Plants! You may choose one or more disciplines to showcase your abilities. The time limit is six hours, and your final results will be judged by the Tower Spirit!"
Hearing this, the crowd below reacted in various ways.
The corner of Wei Qingyi’s mouth curled into a barely perceptible smile, as if everything was under her control.
A glint flashed in Jiang Cheng’s eyes; he was clearly quite confident in his skills with both formations and Talismans.
Luo Li curled his lip and spat under his breath, "What a pain."
He was much better at direct combat.
Liu Mobai, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest on his face.
Sunx Miao shot Qin Xuan a cold, provocative glance. ’My uncle, Sunx Hong, has already prepared a trump card for me. I’ll definitely crush that bastard Qin Xuan!’
Qin Xuan took in everyone’s reactions. He touched the Yin Yang Demon Refining Furnace hidden in his sleeve and took a deep breath.
’The Holy Sect is truly brimming with talent,’ he thought. ’Every Demon Cultivator here probably has the potential to become a Nascent Soul Cultivator...’
’Good thing I came prepared and got some last-minute tutoring from Elder Huang!’
