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「嗡——」
With an ancient and distant bell toll, the bronze gates of Linglong Tower slowly closed, completely isolating the noise outside.
Yi Qing stood alone in the void space on the first floor of Linglong Tower. Before he could steady himself, the surroundings began to twist and reassemble frantically. In moments, he found himself standing at the center of Yunmiao Sect’s most solemn 「Mirror Inquiry Platform」.
Below the platform, thousands of immortal sect disciples sat densely, their gazes fixed on him with utmost reverence and fervor.
Above the platform, the sect leader and elders sat upright, their eyes filled with appreciation and expectation.
Yi Qing looked at this all-too-familiar scene, yet an inexplicable sense of absurdity rose in his heart. He had seen these gazes countless times—after every victory in competitions, after every mission to slay demons upon returning. Once, such attention had been the meaning of all his cultivation. But now standing here, he suddenly could not tell whether the clarity of his Dao heart, which he had guarded for years, was truly what he desired, or merely fear that once he fell from the altar, no one would ever look at him this way again.
This thought flashed through his mind, and he forcefully suppressed it. This was not the time for self-doubt.
「Senior Brother, please demonstrate your 『Frost Sword Intent』 to dispel our confusion!」 Below the platform, the junior disciple who admired Yi Qing the most shouted loudly, eyes sparkling with worship.
This was the first floor’s trial: 「Attachment to Reputation」.
Linglong Tower tested whether Yi Qing could maintain absolute clarity of his Dao heart when facing the sect’s high expectations and moral pedestal. If there was even a trace of vanity or unspeakable secrets in his heart, the illusion would become the deadliest blade.
Yi Qing took a deep breath, attempting to draw his sword.
However, the moment his fingers touched the hilt, the 「Demonic Essence Brand」 on his lower abdomen suddenly burned hot!
「Ugh……!」 Yi Qing’s body stiffened abruptly, his sword-drawing motion frozen.
In the dark void, a barely audible low laugh echoed. It was a voice Yi Qing knew all too well—Ye Xiu.
Although Linglong Tower could isolate all external interference, it could not block the 「Twin Birth Gu」 that had already deeply resonated with Yi Qing’s soul and body. Through the bond of the love gu, Ye Xiu forcibly infiltrated his demonic consciousness into this first-layer illusion.
「Senior Brother, you must stand steady in front of so many juniors who worship you.」 Ye Xiu’s teasing voice sounded beside Yi Qing’s ear.
The next moment, Yi Qing was shocked to discover he had lost control of his body. His feet were nailed to the Mirror Inquiry Platform, unable to move, and even the immortal power within him could not be mobilized.