With his spiritual sense and cultivation, it was impossible for no reason—there must be sothing extraordinary about the other party!
Xie Mingyi took the initiative to speak, asking Chen Xu, "Brother, in your opinion, is Brother Du’s painting able to open the passage to the second layer?"
Chen Xu did not respond imdiately, for at that mont he was caught in the wondrous shock of his own progress in Divine Manifestation.
The bustle before his eyes seed as if it were far, far away, so distant that everything around him appeared only as a noisy mural.
And what felt truly real, instead, was that wind blowing from who knows which year or what ti.
The wind carried countless, countless secrets.
Chen Xu was like a treasure hunter who had entered a trove but did not know where to begin unlocking its secrets. His eyes rested upon the void.
Xie Mingyi frowned slightly—it was his first ti ever taking the initiative to converse, but he found himself ignored by the other party.
He wanted to say sothing else.
He did not know, at that mont as Chen Xu gazed into the void, he was watching Chen Xu, while within the banquet hall, innurable eyes were focused on him simultaneously.
Of course, perhaps he knew.
But he would not care about these ever-familiar gazes.
"Look quickly, that’s Xie Mingyi."
"Xie Mingyi actually showed up as well..."
"That’s the legendary Feixia Dan, which can prolong life for eight hundred years—even if Xie Mingyi has co, what’s so surprising?"
"Why doesn’t he ascend one of the tall platforms and test it? With Xie Mingyi’s abilities, shouldn’t he be able to easily open the passage to the second layer?"
"Hah, you’ve already said he can open it easily, which only shows that this passage is no challenge for him.
With such arrogance among peerless talents, perhaps he disdains even making a move."
"Sigh, that makes sense..."
"Wait, no, look quickly, what is Xie Mingyi looking at?"
Yes, what is Xie Mingyi looking at?
Soon, many gazes followed Xie Mingyi’s line of sight, landing upon Chen Xu beside him.
So, people saw that young man in azure robes, tilting his head to watch the void above.
Upon his shoulders perched two small magical beasts, also gazing skyward, watching the void with him.
Among the crowd, a subtle disturbance quickly stirred: "Hiss, what’s that?"
"Those two little creatures—they’re beasts!"
"What’s his identity? To boldly bring magical beasts into the Twelve-Layered Tower..."
Yes, finally people noticed the small mouse and Wei Yuan crouching on Chen Xu’s shoulders.
Perhaps earlier, because Chen Xu’s own temperant blended so well with the surrounding heaven and earth, others instinctively overlooked him.
At the sa ti, the two little beasts on his shoulders were unconsciously ignored.
Until this mont, when soone ntioned the existence of the two little beasts, so strange illusion was finally shattered.
People began to notice the two beasts, giving rise to surprise and rejection.
And anwhile, Xie Mingyi, who had been feeling sothing was off, at this mont finally pieced together so key information.
He too looked with shock and suspicion at the two magical beasts on Chen Xu’s shoulders.
Xie Mingyi had to recall so intelligence he had carefully morized not long ago:
July, after the provincial exams.
The scholarly prodigy traversed ten thousand miles, dominated heaven and earth, and built the North-South Grand Canal.
The prodigy Chen Xu appeared in Longchuan, accompanied by two beasts—a grey mouse and a white fairy.
The report said, at the final stage of the canal’s completion that day, Chen Xu was accompanied by two magical beasts, showing intimate affection.
Those two beasts were the grey mouse and the hedgehog.
Grey mouse, hedgehog... Such distinctive little magical beasts, then this young man before him must be...
Xie Mingyi was almost certain that this was Chen Xu.
Imagine, among the younger generation, aside from the elusive Chen Xu whom he had never t, who else could leave him feeling so deeply unfathomable?
This realization left the ever-proud Xie Mingyi even a little lost for a mont.
Because though he had internally accepted that Chen Xu might be stronger than himself, such a "reluctant" belief before direct contact still felt sowhat distant.
No comparison could match the overwhelming impact of seeing Chen Xu in person at this very mont.
Xie Mingyi’s heart churned, and for a mont he did not know how to respond.
Within the banquet hall, because of the two beasts, the crowd began to stir in waves of agitation.
"Beasts! Soone dares to openly bring magical beasts into the Twelve-Layered Tower.
How audacious! What are their intentions?"
"Such nerve! Is this heretic assuming there is no one in Jade Capital?
To openly keep beasts, to parade them around—this is provocation! It must be a provocation..."
Amidst the shouts of anger, one raised his voice even higher:
"Young Master Xie, this man raises magical beasts. He has even brought them into the Twelve-Layered Tower, right before your eyes.
Shouldn’t Young Master Xie apprehend this culprit..."
No sooner had those words left his mouth than cold sweat drenched Xie Mingyi’s back.
His gaze, like a flash of cold lightning, instantly shot toward the speaker.
As chaotic thoughts whipped through his mind like a gale, unsure how to unravel it all, the crowd was abruptly roused by a new wave of exclamations.
"Quick—look, what’s that? What descended from the heavens?"
This ti, they were not shouting about the beasts, but...
It was a celestial road of clouds descending from the sky, along which hung a scroll whose words could not be discerned, cascading like the Milky Way waterfall and reaching right to soone’s feet!
No one knew why this cloud road appeared, only that when it did, the entire Twelve-Layered Tower seed to tremble ever so slightly.
Naturally, at this mont, all music and dance abruptly ceased.
Du Nianshuang, who was painting a long scroll on the round platform, also put down his brush; the two renowned scholars playing chess were so dazed they forgot to move their pieces.
Many people were clueless about what was happening.
Only Xie Mingyi, who stood closest to Chen Xu, finally sensed a vague resonance of so wondrous Qi fluctuation at that mont.
It seed as if a brush, like one sent from the distant river of ti, hovered in the void.
With a gentle stroke, the brush lifted a corner of the Twelve-Layered Tower’s veil.
What kind of corner was it?
Xie Mingyi did not know.
He only had a blurry sense, as if when he once ascended the tenth layer of the Twelve-Layered Tower, he glimpsed the vast void, stars scattered like chess pieces.
He could scarcely believe then that the height of the Twelve-Layered Tower, at only the tenth layer, could break through the mortal dust and reach the celestial palace amid the stars.
Yet the dazzling mystery of the boundless void had seized all of Xie Mingyi’s attention.
He had no ti to ponder further, able only to devote himself wholly to the limitless wonder of the star sea.
Xie Mingyi had never told anyone that, drunk on the sea of stars, he had nearly failed to return to reality.
If not for so obsession in his heart reminding him in a sudden instant that he was seeking opportunity in the Twelve-Layered Tower, he might not have awoken in ti.
After waking, he comprehended the Star River Hanging Sword.
But Xie Mingyi was not satisfied; in fact, he had felt deeply lost at the ti.
He had an indistinct sense that he had picked up sesa while dropping the waterlon.
Later, he returned to the Twelve-Layered Tower many tis, hoping to discover just what he had lost back then.
Yet for years, he had never found an answer.
Until today, in this mont.
He saw that brush, cutting through the sky!
Xie Mingyi’s heart pounded like a drum, uncontrollable.
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