Captulo 1572: Chapter 1571: The Trial Tower’s Ranks and Grandpa Dao
Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Xiao An’an nodded slightly.
She was actually afraid that Xu Zimei would quarrel with Deng Linyu.
She would find it hard to handle being caught in the middle.
However, Xu Zimei was obviously reluctant to argue with Deng Linyu.
Xiao An’an felt that Xu Zimei was simply interested in observing this place.
He harbors goodwill towards the True Martial Holy Sect.
…
The four soon arrived at the True Martial Trial Tower.
Looking up, they finally saw this wondrous tower.The True Martial Trial Tower showed no divisions into levels.
Typical towers have multiple layers.
But the True Martial Trial Tower is a straight tower with no discernible layers.
The entire tower was ancient, its tip faintly hidden among the white clouds.
An aura of antiquity pervaded continuously.
"Is this the True Martial Trial Tower?” Yan Pingfan exclaimed.
This tower was not on the ground; it hovered suspended in the void.
"The True Martial Trial Tower, the Supreme Treasure refined by the Great Saint of True Martial back in the day.”
Xiao An’an also sighed.
"The tower evaluates your Daoist Heart by color.
Red, Yellow, Green, Blue, White, Black.
A total of six colors.
Red is the lowest, Black the highest.
It is said that a black Daoist Heart can possess the True Martial Trial Tower.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Pingfan smiled and said, “Miss Deng.
Can I give it a try?
I just want to test my own aptitude.”
Deng Linyu paused slightly.
Finally said, “Should be okay.
Technically, only disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect are allowed to enter this tower.
But Young Master Yan is a benefactor to our sect.
Making an exception should be fine.”
"Senior Sister, we should inform the Tower Guarding Elder about this,” Xiao An’an replied.
"I know, we’ll go tell him now,” Deng Linyu replied.
Pulling Xiao An’an, the group moved to the base of the True Martial Trial Tower.
The material of the True Martial Trial Tower was unclear, standing beneath it.
It felt incredibly towering.
As if one’s existence was just a speck in the vast expanse of time.
And beneath the True Martial Trial Tower.
The entire True Martial Holy Sect knew there was an old man guarding the tower.
He spent his days sleeping.
Seemingly never leaving this place in his lifetime.
Due to the elder’s particularly high rank, even Sect Master Wang Hengzhi had to show respect.
"Grandpa Dao,” Deng Linyu stepped forward with a sweet smile and said.
"What’s the matter?” The elder slowly opened his eyes.
He seemed to be in the twilight of his years.
His speech was vague, his mental state not well.
He glanced at Deng Linyu and his gaze swept over the others.
"Quite a few unfamiliar faces today.”
"I’m bringing friends; this is Young Master Yan Pingfan,” Deng Linyu quickly said.
"Can he enter the True Martial Trial Tower?”
"No,” the elder shook his head.
"Without my permission, anyone not a disciple of this sect can’t enter.”
"Grandpa Dao, please let him in,” Deng Linyu said with a touch of coquettishness.
"He is the savior of our True Martial Holy Sect.
Rules are rigid, while people are flexible.
If you act this way, how would outsiders perceive our True Martial Holy Sect?”
"Alright, alright,” the old man waved his hand.
"Girl, I’m about to be shaken apart by you.
Let him enter, but just this once.”
"Thank you, senior,” Yan Pingfan quickly said.
The elder looked up, sizing him up for a long while, before nodding indifferently.
He seemed rather indifferent towards Yan Pingfan.
The elder waved his hand.
A black vortex appeared before the True Martial Trial Tower.
There wasn’t a door here.
Entry was entirely up to the elder’s discretion.
Yan Pingfan bowed to everyone and then stepped directly into the vortex.
Watching Yan Pingfan’s disappearing figure.
Deng Linyu said with a smile, “What color do you think Young Master Yan’s aptitude will be?”
"It won’t exceed black,” the elder said calmly.
"Nothing is impossible,” Deng Linyu was somewhat skeptical.
She said, “I think it will at least be white.
It might even be black.”
"Black, you dare to think so, girl,” the elder laughed.
"In the history of the True Martial Holy Sect, those who reached black can be counted on three fingers.”
"So stringent?” Even Deng Linyu was taken aback.
"If it is black, future achievements could be at the level of the Great Saint, as strong as our Ancestor.”
"No, white signifies a Great Saint, black represents a Dao Fruit Powerhouse,” the elder shook his head and said.
"A Dao Fruit Powerhouse?” At this mention, even Deng Linyu wasn’t entirely sure.
After all, that seemed too distant.
So distant that it was unimaginable.
"Look quickly, the trial tower is lit,” Xiao An’an suddenly looked up and said.
Only to see the trial tower begin to shimmer all over.
At first with the basic red color.
Quickly followed by yellow.
After yellow, it paused briefly before turning green.
"So fast,” Deng Linyu said.
"Young Master Yan seems to have impressive aptitude now.”
After green, it paused slightly.
Then it turned blue.
After reaching blue, the entire trial tower started to become unstable.
The tower began to vibrate, shaking continuously.
"This… is it going to collapse?” Xiao An’an asked.
"No, it’s normal,” the elder waved his hand.
Finally, blue struggled for a long time before jumping straight to white.
"Great Saint aptitude, Young Master Yan has Great Saint aptitude,” Deng Linyu exclaimed excitedly.
She didn’t dare to breathe, just kept staring at the trial tower.
"Turn black, turn black.”
From the white trial tower above, more and more Immortal Qi began to burst forth.
The Immortal Qi became increasingly vast.
And the commotion of the True Martial Trial Tower grew larger.
Ultimately, it completely extinguished.
All the colors vanished, leaving only the True Martial Trial Tower’s original appearance.
"Did this… fail?” Deng Linyu responded.
"White is good enough though.”
"You can try it,” Xu Zimei looked at Xiao An’an and said.
"You might also have Great Saint aptitude.”
"I can’t,” Xiao An’an quickly waved her hand.
"I tested before; it’s blue aptitude.”
Xu Zimei smiled.
In fact, Xiao An’an had perfected the True Martial Sword Body, her aptitude now definitely reaching white.
"Would you like to try, young master?” Xiao An’an curiously asked.
"You might be black.”
"Not maybe, if I entered, it’d definitely be white,” Xu Zimei laughed.
"You just brag and fool simple girls like Xiao An’an,” Deng Linyu couldn’t stand it.
She said, “If you go, you might not even match Young Master Yan.”
"You should stay away from that Yan Pingfan, just some advice.”
Xu Zimei said calmly, “Unless you want to lose everything.”
"What are you talking about?” Deng Linyu frowned, asking.
"No True Fate falls from the sky, understand?
It might just be a poisoned slice of cake.”