Chapter 605 - 436: The Wind Will Destroy the Tree That Stands Out

One had to understand.

This was the Tower Lord of the Langya Branch Tower, a big-shot figure even within the True Realm Tower, as elusive as a divine dragon. Lou Ke Seal had been at the Langya Branch Tower for so many years and had finally clawed his way up to become the one in charge of the first floor.

However.

Lou Ke Seal had never met the Lord of the Langya Branch Tower.

Not even once.

Because he simply wasn’t qualified.

Involuntarily.

Lou Ke Seal’s gaze fell upon Xu Qing again. He couldn’t begin to imagine what kind of status or background Xu Qing possessed to actually be granted an audience with the great Tower Lord.

In fact.

At the very beginning.

Lou Ke Seal had merely thought that his superior had personally intervened because Xu Qing was one of his people. Now, it seemed that theory was completely debunked.

"Huuuu..."

Lou Ke Seal took a deep breath and put on a fawning smile. "Xu... Xu Qing, I’ve just received word. The Tower Lord has agreed to see you."

"Good."

A smile appeared on Xu Qing’s face as well. "When?"

"The great Tower Lord will arrive shortly."

Lou Ke Seal said, "I don’t know the specifics."

"Hm?"

Xu Qing frowned.

VMMMM!

The next moment.

Xu Qing’s expression shifted slightly. Lou Ke Seal also noticed the change in the space-time around them. Within the Langya Branch Tower, the only one capable of wielding such immense power was likely the great Tower Lord.

"Lou Ke Seal, Head of the First Floor of the Langya Branch Tower, kowtows before the great Tower Lord!"

THUD!

Lou Ke Seal dropped to his knees, prostrating himself on the ground.

Xu Qing took a deep breath.

VMMMM!

Space-time shifted.

Xu Qing found that he had been pulled from his original location into an unfamiliar space. All around him was an endless darkness, and before him stood a towering figure, its back to him.

Of course.

He could only see a back.

Because.

The figure was facing away from him.

"Xu Qing greets the Tower Lord."

Xu Qing clasped his hands in a salute.

"You wished to see me?"

Wan Qianren’s voice sounded, calm and devoid of any discernible anger, joy, or emotional fluctuation. Yet, when it reached Xu Qing’s ears, it was thunderously loud.

It could be said.

The intensity of Wan Qianren’s aura surpassed that of Yuan Tiankong, the Divine Lord of the Origin Divine Country.

"Yes."

Xu Qing nodded.

"For what purpose?"

Wan Qianren asked.

"Tower Lord."

Xu Qing took a deep breath and said, "It’s like this. I wish to see my master. I was wondering if I could trouble the Tower Lord to pass a message on for me."

"You want to see Elder Zhen?"

Wan Qianren seemed slightly taken aback, then frowned. "Did Elder Zhen not tell you? Until you have condensed more than ninety-five Black Annual Rings, you are merely his Registered Disciple."

"Furthermore."

"As long as you condense more than ninety-five Black Annual Rings, Elder Zhen will naturally come find you."

"Tower Lord."

Xu Qing gave a slight smile. He was very calm, his tone light as he said, "It is precisely because my Cultivation has reached True Perfection and I have already condensed more than ninety-five Black Annual Rings—yet my master has not appeared—that I have come to find you, Tower Lord."

"What did you just say?"

Wan Qianren’s voice faltered slightly, and a trace of anger rose in his heart. He felt that Xu Qing was deceiving him.

Because.

Xu Qing had only been at the Langya Branch Tower for about a month, just over thirty days. Breaking through to True Perfection might have been possible.

But.

It was absolutely impossible to condense more than ninety-five Black Annual Rings in that time.

One had to understand.

At the True One level.

Once the number of Black Annual Rings reached ninety, every single additional ring required countless efforts, as well as all sorts of opportunities and Creation.

Now.

Xu Qing was telling him he had already condensed ninety-five Black Annual Rings. In Wan Qianren’s eyes, this was utterly impossible.

Moreover.

Wan Qianren himself had cultivated step-by-step to his current level. At the True One stage, he had only managed to condense a mere ninety Black Annual Rings.

It wasn’t that Wan Qianren didn’t want to condense more; it was that he was simply incapable of it. His limit was ninety Black Annual Rings.

Therefore.

Wan Qianren understood the difficulty involved all the more clearly.

Naturally.

He was even less inclined to believe Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing, do you have any idea what you are saying?"

This time.

Xu Qing could clearly hear the added weight in Wan Qianren’s tone.

"Yes."

Xu Qing’s expression remained serene. He was utterly unruffled, cool and composed. "Respected Tower Lord, I am well aware of what I am saying."

"Because I have now reached True Perfection, have condensed more than ninety-five Black Annual Rings, and have no subsequent Cultivation Technique to continue advancing."

"Most importantly."

"My master still hasn’t come looking for me."

"So, I had no other choice but to think of contacting you, Tower Lord, in the hopes that you could get in touch with my master, Elder Zhen."

Wan Qianren took a deep breath.

Wan Qianren took a deep breath and turned around. His towering body, though immense, did not seem particularly gargantuan within this space. He stood a mere nine meters tall. His entire body was covered in a type of special scale, but because he wore a long, black, full-body robe, one could only see the diamond-shaped black scales on exposed areas like his neck, hands, wrists, and face.

Most importantly,

this black was no ordinary black.

It was a kind of ’iridescent black’.

That’s right.

Xu Qing was, without a doubt, looking at ’iridescent black’.