Cultivation: But Not a Game

After looking around, Su Yu noticed that some contestants had already come out of the Wind God Tower. They looked glum, probably having not reached many levels.

"This thing has some difficulty, but that’s a good thing."

"If it weren’t difficult, how could I surpass them to win the best rewards?"

Su Yu’s lips curled up slightly. He felt no pressure, instead, his heart was filled with energy and determination.

Having survived the heavenly tribulation and established his Immortal Foundation, he had already passed the rookie stage. His weakest and most perilous time was behind him. From now on, it would be his era to soar through the skies and become renowned across the land.

With strength, status, and position, there’s no need to worry about whether others would be offended if he wins. Just charge ahead.

As time passed, disciples from various factions kept emerging from the tower. Some were joyful, others worried.

When everyone was inside, the second batch of disciples entered.

Su Yu didn’t enter immediately. Those who had been inside were surrounded by those who hadn’t, asking about the interior. He listened intently.

It’s not about being reckless. It’s better to understand the situation inside clearly before entering. With preparation, perhaps he could achieve a higher rank.

It’s important to know that his goal wasn’t just to surpass the disciples of the eight factions and take the first place; that was of no difficulty to him.

His target was the overall ranking. He wanted to challenge the overall ranking to see if he could get the extra rewards from it.

If he could make it to the top 100 of the overall ranking, he would receive extra rewards from the Wind God Tower. The higher the rank, the richer the rewards; if he could enter the top ten, the rewards would be higher than those of the eight factions.

Their conversation wasn’t concealed from others, and Su Yu heard it clearly.

After several rounds of watching contestants come out of the Wind God Tower, he confirmed their answers with each other and now had a clear understanding.

The challenge of the Wind God Tower was both difficult and simple. It was simple because the format was straightforward—a typical level-clearing mode. On each level, there would be an opponent based on one’s personal level. Defeat the opponent within the allotted time to pass.

The difficulty lay in the fact that the opponents were incredibly powerful because they were essentially mirrors replicating the abilities and methods of past contestants—all elite members from various factions.

In layman’s terms, it was akin to having a match with elite masters from other factions.

The higher the level, the more formidable the opponents. By the seventh level, they were not inferior to the true disciples of the major factions. Defeating them would mean that one’s strength surpassed most true disciples.

The eighth level was comparable to the level between top true disciples and the so-called Dao Children of various factions.

The ninth level had at least the power level of a Dao Child who had established their Immortal Foundation, akin to a contemporary prodigious contestant.

"I am already a Dao Child. I must reach the ninth level to prove my strength."

Su Yu clenched his hand into a fist and sent a message to Li Hongfei:

"Mr. Li, I’ll go in the next round."

Li Hongfei glanced and casually replied:

"The order is already set; wait for the eighth round."

"Okay."

Closing the communication, Su Yu closed his eyes to rest.

As time passed, one group of contestants entered after another, emerged, and then another group would go in. Some results were good, others bad, with joy for some and worry for others.

Until suddenly, he heard someone shout:

"Eighth round, get ready to enter."

He also heard Li Hongfei’s voice:

"You can go now."

He opened his eyes and saw eight contestants already flying towards the Wind God Tower. He immediately leapt up, joining as the last one, drawing attention from many people who, after a glance, retracted their gaze.

"Enter the tower!"

Nine people passed through the invisible passage before the Wind God Tower. It soon became Su Yu’s turn. He looked up at the towering structure of unknown material and the rippling light gate, taking a step forward and entering.

The next second, the scene transformed, and he found himself on a vast and boundless virtual platform, surrounded by a transparent wall of wind.

Su Yu stood at one end of the platform, and a ten-second countdown appeared in front of him, along with a fifteen-minute time limit, indicating if he hadn’t defeated his opponent by then, he would fail.

He casually summoned the Cyan Cloud Cover, and two beams of sword light flew out, circling around him.

After ten seconds, a pillar of light descended from the sky onto the other end of the platform. As the spiritual light shattered, it revealed a tall Horned Demon Person at level 112.