Tower of Eternal Prodigies, Emperors as Training Partners

The day's time came to a close amidst the lively atmosphere of Purple Bamboo Peak. Ye Guying used the majestic energy of the Saint King realm Tiger King's meat to break through his bottlenecks, firmly establishing himself at the peak of the King realm.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to pester Gu Changge for an ounce of Dao Enlightenment Tea. The way he tucked the tea leaves away made him look exactly like a squirrel guarding its food.

Mu Chenyu not only polished his mid-stage Purple Mansion realm cultivation to be even more solid, but the cultivation advantages brought by his Saint-grade aptitude also began to show their edge.

Over the next few days, Purple Bamboo Peak saw an endless stream of visitors. Li Muran and several other peak masters visited one after another, bringing their disciples to freeload off the fortuitous encounters.

Under the blessing of the spiritual charm and spiritual items, the disciples of the various peaks made rapid progress, experiencing a tremendous enhancement in both their aptitudes and cultivation bases.

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu also took the opportunity to push their cultivation to the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. The fierce power of the War God Physique and the sharpness of the Chaos Sword Physique became increasingly restrained and profound.

After finally sending off the last wave of visiting peak masters, Gu Changge at last gained a moment of peace and quiet.

Looking at his two disciples with their steady auras, he lightly flicked his finger, sending a streak of black light flying out.

It was a palm-sized, profoundly black miniature tower. The body of the tower was engraved with dense, intricate Emperor patterns, and an ancient Dao charm that seemed to transcend time and space flowed between the lines. It was precisely the Tower of Eternal Geniuses he had obtained from signing in a few days ago.

This tower is named the Tower of Eternal Geniuses. It contains the projections of all the monstrous-level geniuses from the Black Yellow Great World over the past millions of years.

Gu Changge pointed a finger, and the small tower suddenly rose into the air, rapidly expanding in the midair above Purple Bamboo Peak until it finally transformed into an exquisite tower ten zhang tall.

The moment the tower doors slowly opened, a vast and majestic aura rushed forth. The interior was not the cramped space one might imagine, but a boundless, expansive world.

In the distance, stars revolved; nearby, mountains and rivers undulated. Countless lights and shadows hovered between heaven and earth, as if countless breathtakingly brilliant figures were practicing their divine abilities within.

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu's pupils shrank drastically. They felt their minds completely drawn in by the scene inside the tower, and even their breathing subconsciously lightened.

The tower forms its own independent space, vast and boundless, and it can automatically match suitable opponents according to the challenger's cultivation level.

Gu Changge's voice echoed in the wind, carrying a hint of casualness, yet it caused a massive tremor in the hearts of the two disciples.

If you are in the Purple Mansion realm, the match you get might be the Purple Mansion realm projection of a young Great Emperor from millions of years ago. Every opponent was once an existence that shook the past and dazzled the present. Their understanding of the Dao and their application of combat techniques are the absolute pinnacle of their realm.

These words exploded like rolling thunder in their ears. Xiao Ruobai tightened his grip on the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, the battle intent in his eyes instantly igniting.

Being able to cross blows with a young Great Emperor from millions of years ago made his blood boil even more than slaughtering demonic beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains!

Fang Hanyu also tightly gripped the Absolute Beginning Sword. A scorching heat flashed through his cold eyes. The Chaos Sword Physique seemed to have sensed the true intent of the Sword Dao within the tower, causing his scabbard to tremble slightly.

After entering the tower, every challenge is a random match. If you win, you accumulate combat experience and temper your Dao heart. If you lose, you will be sent out by the tower's rules, so there is no threat to your life, Gu Changge added.

You are now at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. Ordinary demonic beasts can hardly stimulate your potential anymore. You need to temper yourselves through battles with geniuses. Once you can win ten consecutive matches in the tower, then you can consider breaking through to the next realm.

Disciples understand! The two replied in unison, their voices filled with irrepressible excitement.

Xiao Ruobai was the first to step forward. The moment his figure passed through the tower doors, he was guided by a gentle force and landed on a desolate, ancient battlefield.

Before he could even steady himself, a streak of golden light swept over from the horizon. He saw a youth clad in crimson-gold battle armor hovering in midair. The spear in his hand radiated imperial might. This was none other than the Purple Mansion realm projection of Great Emperor Chixiao, who had achieved emperorship through the Dao of the Spear millions of years ago.

Who goes there? How dare you trespass into my Chixiao Battlefield!

The young Great Emperor's voice boomed like thunder. With a flick of his spear, he thrust toward Xiao Ruobai. The wind from the spear carried a prairie-fire-like battle intent, forcing Xiao Ruobai to subconsciously tighten his grip on his halberd to block.

With a crisp clang, he felt his arms go numb and was forced back three steps before he could steady his footing—this was the strength of a young Great Emperor!

Fang Hanyu followed closely behind. Upon stepping into the tower, he found himself amidst a forest of swords. A white-clad swordsman stood with his hands behind his back. Although the longsword at his waist remained sheathed, thousands of sword shadows swirled around him. This was the Purple Mansion realm projection of Great Emperor Qingfeng, renowned for his fast sword.

A swordsman must use his heart as his sword.

Before the white-clad swordsman's voice could fade, the longsword was suddenly drawn. A sword light like a cascading waterfall shot straight toward Fang Hanyu's face.

The speed was so incredible that he could only barely mobilize his Chaos Sword Qi to defend. The moment the sword lights clashed, he felt his sea of consciousness tremble, and his understanding of sword intent suddenly became a fraction clearer.

The tower doors slowly closed, and the faint sound of clashing metal echoed from within.

It was the collision of their weapons with those of the genius projections, mixed with the low shouts of the young Great Emperors and the battle roars of the two disciples, weaving together into a passionate symphony in the morning light of Purple Bamboo Peak.

Gu Changge looked up at the Tower of Eternal Geniuses, twirling a spirit fruit at his fingertips, a faint smile curving the corners of his lips.

A small black bird took off from his shoulder, landed on the tip of the tower, and tilted its head, chirping twice as if curious about the commotion inside.

...

The night was as dark as ink. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the bamboo on Purple Bamboo Peak shattered into mottled silver fragments. Gu Changge leaned back in a thousand-year purple bamboo chair, taking a light nap.

The third-watch wind suddenly stagnated.

Gu Changge's originally light and slow breathing suddenly stopped, and his eyes snapped open.

It was an aura far surpassing anyone in the Azure Profound Sect, heavy as a deep abyss. Although it had been deliberately concealed, it could not escape Gu Changge's perception.

The unique pressure of a peak Saint-level cultivator was rapidly sweeping in from the direction of the Xuan Province border. Wherever it passed, even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be stirred into a faint tremor.

This power was like a silent shadow, approaching the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.

Almost the instant this aura entered the Azure Profound Sect's sphere of influence, the sect-protecting grand formation, the Cosmic Starry Sky Formation, spontaneously sensed the danger, and the Emperor patterns deep within its foundation quietly lit up.

Countless faint phantoms of stars faintly appeared behind the clouds above the sect. It was only a hair's breadth away from fully activating and wrapping the entire Azure Profound Sect in an ironclad defense.

Gu Changge remained seated motionless in the bamboo chair. He merely lifted his fingertip, and an extremely faint streak of cyan light silently swept past. Like a spring breeze brushing over a lake, it instantly suppressed the grand formation that was just about to awaken.

The star phantoms faded, and the Emperor patterns fell silent, as if the tremor just now had been nothing but an illusion.

A trace of amusement flashed in his eyes.

A peak Saint-level cultivator was an existence that could walk sideways in the Black Yellow Great World. Ordinary sects would not even have the time to flatter them properly. Yet, the other party was paying a late-night visit to the Azure Profound Sect. He wanted to see what their intentions were.

In less than half an incense stick's time, a white-robed figure silently stopped in the clouds above the Azure Profound Sect's mountain gate.

The person's long hair fell to his shoulders, and an indistinct halo of the Saint Dao lingered around him. He held an ancient and unadorned longsword in his hand. He was exactly the master of that peak Saint-level aura.

He looked down at the tranquil Azure Profound Sect below, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

However, he was completely unaware that he had just nearly triggered a sect-protecting grand formation capable of trapping a Great Emperor, let alone realized that the formation patterns had briefly awakened before being suppressed.