NOVGO.NET Chapter 830: Inside The Tower
Chapter 830: Inside The Tower
The moment he heard this, he immediately recalled the Divine Treasures in the novels that made even the most ordinary of the people become outstanding.
Most of these treasures had one common function—they contained a space where even living beings could be stored and live without any problem.
’Does this tower also have the same function?’ His heart rate increased as he contemplated the question.
If he had a treasure that could store people, one of the main things that concerned him would be resolved—he wouldn’t have to leave his women and his family behind if and when he left the Forsaken Land to find the Divine Energy.
While he hoped that he could find it in the Central Plains, the Seven Sovereign Powers to be exact, he knew he would have to leave even then.
Why?
For the same reason as every other person—to seek out a path to progress smoothly and rapidly in his cultivation.
Ling Han didn’t miss the heat in his eyes, but seeing no hint of greed appear in his clear blue eyes, he nodded to himself and said,
“Inside, I underwent a test. Unfortunately, I failed. Thankfully, however, the tower spirit showed me a way to find the cure for my sister.”
This time, Max kept his expression in check and simply glanced at him, indicating to him to continue, which Ling Han did.
“The test the tower spirit made me take was my potential test. If I had met even the minimum criterion, given its extremely weakened state, it would have recognised me as its master.”
Shaking the disappointment out of his mind, he continued, “The tower spirit then asked me a favor. It wanted me to find someone with good enough potential and let him become its master. In exchange, it will treat my sister.”
Max’s eyes flickered with realization. “So, you want me to take the potential test and see if I will pass?”
“Yes, young master.” Ling Han nodded.
Max stared at him for a moment before saying, “You know, you have taken a great risk by revealing this tower to me.”
Ling Han nodded with utmost seriousness. “That’s correct, young master. But I believe my eyes and my heart when it comes to discerning people. And both of them have told me the same thing—You are a trustworthy person.”
Max just nodded in response. He then asked, “How much time will it take to complete the test?”
“Not much, just a few minutes at max,” Ling Han said.
“Alright, let’s do it then.”
Soon, he had his hand on Ling Han’s shoulder, who made an incision on his thumb and let his blood drop on the tower as he chanted something in an unknown language.
For the first few seconds, nothing happened, but then he felt a hint of spirituality appear within the tower. Now, it no longer looked dead.
Then, an incandescent light flashed on the tower and he felt a suction force.
“Don’t resist it, young master,” Ling Han said, his voice sounding weak.
Max glanced at his pale face and said, “For both of our good, I hope I pass the test. Otherwise, I’m afraid you would only be able to take a few more people inside before you die from the lack of blood essence.”
Ling Han heavily nodded, “I also hope the same—”
Swoosh!
As soon as his words fell, both of them vanished from the place. Fortunately, the isolation barrier was still up and no one was able to see that there were no longer people inside, just a small, black, broken tower that hovered in the air for a moment before dropping onto the sofa.
…
Swoosh!
Even though he knew what was coming, Max still felt disoriented from the sudden shift in space.
Fortunately, he was better than Ling Han, who was pressing his hand on his mouth, not wanting to vomit and disgust him.
He waved his other hand toward him, asking him to wait for some time.
Max nodded and started looking around the space—it wasn’t too large, barely a hundred meters across and in height.
The walls and sky of this place were covered by a hazy, silver fog.
Suddenly, he got the feeling that the fog could be pushed back to make the space larger, but the thought sent chills down his spine, his instincts screaming at him not to try his luck.
Gulp!
Nervously gulping down his saliva, he stopped his mind from wandering.
But then a thought crossed his mind, ’Despite being so heavily damaged, it can still pull us into it, and the fog which seems to be just one of its functions is giving me such a dangerous feeling… Are Grade Nine Artifacts really so powerful?’
He couldn’t come to a conclusion because he didn’t know how powerful such high-grade artifacts were supposed to be.
But after guessing just how powerful this tower might have been in the past when it wasn’t damaged, he realized the Thunder Sword, though a grade lower than the tower, should be powerful beyond his imagination.
’No wonder everyone wants it.’ He thought, and recalling the elven emperors, his expression turned dark. Then he heaved a deep breath and muttered in his heart, ’Soon.’
Again, he shifted his attention to the space he was in.
’Though it’s not too big, everyone can stay here comfortably if I build a multiple-story building here.’
He thought, his gaze becoming heated. Though he wasn’t sure whether he could really pass the test, he was fairly confident.
While he was lost in his thoughts, Ling Han finally recovered.
“Let me awaken the tower spirit, young master. It is really weak, so it usually hibernates.”
Max nodded. Then under his curious gaze, he once again took out his small knife, made a deep incision on his palm, and pressed it on the ground while chanting the abstruse mantra.
Though Max didn’t understand what he was chanting, he realized his words this time were different from before.
As Ling Han’s voice hummed in the silent space and his blood was absorbed into the ground, Max’s bloodline sense tingled—he could feel a vague presence stirring.
The tower spirit was waking up.