CHAPTER 509: CHAPTER 543 LEVEL 5

The people outside spectating didn’t know who exactly was inside taking up the challenge.

Everyone thought it was a big shot from the Divine Wind List, encircling the Cultivation Tower inside and out.

"Third Layer." Feeling the changes within his body, after passing each level, a surge of energy would enter his body, amplifying its strength.

Mu Can’s gaze gradually grew resolute, what Great Taoist Rift, what difficulty breaking through to the All Things Realm.

He was going to prove to the world that as long as one worked hard, nothing was impossible.

"Fourth Layer." Mu Can stepped into the next level.

...

"Ding, ding, ding, ding."

Not long after, four bells rang out in succession, reaching far and wide. At this, even some teachers from Divine Wind Academy started showing interest.

In their memories, those able to pass four consecutive levels so rapidly were rare.

"Could it be that someone from the top rankings of the Divine Wind List has come back to refresh their own record?" A few teachers were puzzled, as if this was the only explanation.

A group of teachers hastened towards the Cultivation Tower to see for themselves.

If passing two layers in a row might be a newbie trying their hand, and passing three a person challenging their own limit.

Then passing four layers in such a short time, there was no other explanation—it must be someone from the top rankings on the Divine Wind List challenging their own record.

Who could it be? Curiosity filled the crowd.

"Boss, someone’s challenging the Cultivation Tower and has already passed four layers in a row, they say it’s a master from the Divine Wind List."

Bai Mo was in the middle of cultivation when someone from the Demon Clan Association interrupted and called him to check it out.

Thinking it over, Bai Mo stood up and went to see for himself; he wanted to see which deity from the Divine Wind List was challenging the tower.

"This is too fast, isn’t it? The Fourth Layer was passed just like that?"

Veteran students looked at each other in astonishment, truly clueless about the identity of the expert inside.

Although there were quite a few students who could pass the fourth layer, for someone to break through so swiftly in succession proved challenging for some.

"Is this tower very difficult?" There were also new students who knew what this place was for but hadn’t tried it yet.

They all looked to the veteran students around them with the same question, asking it. It had been some time since school started, and most of these people had joined their favorite associations.

And they had also gotten to know quite a few veterans.

"Very difficult, weren’t you told not to attempt it lightly when you enrolled?" A veteran looked at the Trial Tower with a complex expression.

He had been overly confident when he first enrolled and failed after forcefully challenging the Trial Tower, throwing up for three straight days and spending the first week utterly dizzy.

Because of that incident, his classmates gave him a nickname, Han Santu—meaning he threw up three times a day, and each time would throw up for three days.

Hearing the new student’s question, another veteran chuckled out loud.

"That’s a good question, you’ve asked the right person. Tell him the story behind your nickname, Santu."

"Get lost." Han Santu replied annoyedly, back then he was young and ignorant, completely unaware of the Trial Tower’s strength, rashly challenging it resulting in a week-long daze.

"I tell you, Santu got his nickname from that time; he was the one I carried out of the Trial Tower. After that, he would throw up three times a day, and each time he’d be throwing up for days." The speaking person seemed to get along well with Han Santu, explaining it with chuckles and laughs.

"That was when I was young and ignorant! Who hasn’t had their youthful days, Li Maomao, want me to explain your nickname too?" Han Santu’s face reddened, and he immediately retaliated.

These people had been together for over a year, with plenty of stories to tell. Being able to cultivate at Divine Wind Academy, everyone had their own tales, right?

"Santu bro, come on, tell us what’s the story with Maomao bro?" The new students wore a look of eager curiosity.

It seemed they were integrating into the group quite quickly.

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"Fifth Layer." Mu Can took a breath, the opponent on the Fourth Layer was quite difficult to deal with; if it wasn’t for his recent rapid advancement in Cultivation, he wouldn’t be able to withstand such an enemy.

"Look, he’s entered the Fifth Layer." A new student watched the Fifth Layer of the Trial Tower light up and quickly spoke out.

Although one couldn’t see inside the Trial Tower from outside, they could see which layer the Challenger had reached.

"Who in the world is this? He’s seriously awesome, Santu, this speed has already surpassed you, hasn’t it?" Li Maomao said with awe in his voice. The Fourth Layer of the Trial Tower was like a watershed; most veteran students got stuck there, those who could pass the Fifth Layer were even rarer to see.

"Speak as if you’ve cleared the Fifth Layer." Han Santu spoke up, every challenge he took on measured his strength; just passing the Trial Tower’s Fourth Layer had already pushed him to show all his strength, so he didn’t foolishly challenge the Fifth.

Most veterans were probably like him; that feeling of failure was simply too unbearable.

Even those on the Heavenly List in the Wuwei Realm felt the same about challenging the Trial Tower, not going for the next level without absolute certainty.

So now that they saw the Fifth Layer of the Trial Tower light up, they were sure this cultivator definitely had the confidence to pass the Fifth Layer.

"To be able to come this far so quickly shows your strength isn’t bad."

The gatekeeper of the Fifth Layer was a woman with her face covered by a black veil. Even through the veil, Mu Can could sense the nation-toppling beauty behind it.

"What exactly are you guys?" Ye Tian asked the woman softly, these gatekeepers had a mysterious status; they seemed like Spiritual Bodies.

Yet, they could be resurrected endlessly.

"We? We’re just a bunch of pitiful people, that’s all." The woman scoffed, and in an instant, launched an attack at Mu Can.

"I’m not like those people before; I won’t give you time to recover. So either defeat me or lie down and be carried out."

The woman’s moves had a somewhat gentle yet sinister feel to them. While they weren’t grandiose, each one targeted Mu Can’s weak spots.

For a moment, Mu Can was dangerously close to peril, struggling to fend off the woman’s attack.

"You dared to come here to challenge. Is this the extent of your strength?" The woman taunted Mu Can with a faint sneer.

Although Mu Can struggled under the woman’s assault, he slowly adapted to the rhythm of her attacks and gradually took control.

"Heh, I’ll show you how much strength I have in a while," Mu Can retorted coldly.

This woman’s attack pattern indeed caught him off guard, but once he adapted, it was time for his counterattack.