Chapter 230 (1/2)

Chapter 230: Finding People

Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

This was only the first level of the Black Tower’s abilities.

Ling Han was utterly shocked. It was no wonder Small Tower said to strictly keep the Black Tower’s secret, because once leaked, the entire world’s strongest cultivators would chase his b.u.t.t to fight for the Black Tower.

“Say, we’re already so familiar, could you give me more one-use power-up chances?” Ling Han cottoned up to Small Tower.

“No!” Small Tower trembled lightly, as if to shake its head.

“Why, we’re all on the same side, you don’t think it’d be taken by someone else?” Ling Han patiently continued with his persuasion.

Small Tower shook again, and said, “That’s not so. The power-up process is actually remolding your body once, you can only endure it once per tier. One more will hurt your foundation. The third time is certain death.”

“I cultivate the Indestructible Heaven Scroll, it shouldn’t be a problem,” Ling Han said.

“The Indestructible Heaven Scroll is imparted by the Black Tower, so how can you rely on what the Black Tower imparted to resolve the pressures the Black Tower adds onto you?” Small Tower said.

That made sense.

Every tier, he could only get one power-up.

“The later it is, the better for a power-up, as it increases your physical qualities more,” Small Tower said.

Ling Han nodded. With regards to this, Small Tower was the expert, and he could only comply. He couldn’t help but be depressed, since he originally thought that after he struck up a relations.h.i.+p with the spirit, he’d have full control of the Black Tower; he never thought that he’d only be able to enter the first level.

Fortunately, the first level’s functions already made him overjoyed, and he looked forward to finding out just how surprising the abilities of the second and third level would be even more.

Only after Hu Niu ran a circle did she stop by Ling Han’s side, and looked at Small Tower whilst tiling her head, appearing extremely curious. “Niu wants to play!” She pounced towards Small Tower.

Xiu , her figure went right through Small Tower’s figure, as if Small Tower didn’t exist.

Duh. A spirit was originally an existence like a soul spirit, so how could it be touched?

“Time to find Ao Yang Ming for some revenge!” Ling Han flashed out of the Black Tower. Although he didn’t fully control this treasure that was far beyond a spiritual weapon, it didn’t matter. His thoughts and the Black Tower were connected, and Small Tower could contact him at any time.

He first returned to the central hall to see if he could find the whereabouts of Ao Yang Ming’s party.

On the way, Ling Han listened to Small Tower describe some details regarding the Black Tower. For example, if he entered the Black Tower, then it was equivalent to perfect protection. No amount of power could hurt him, and no perilous environment could hurt him either.

Of course, this was only limited to this world.

Ling Han was certain that above this world was a greater world, which was the world that Shattering Void Tier cultivators entered after reaching the extreme. However, the two worlds obviously had an obstruction that was extremely hard to cross separating them; at least, in Ling Han’s previous life, he never saw a ‘G.o.d spirit,’ and never even saw a living Shattering Void Tier.

Anyways, it was impossible to encounter such a strong being right now. There was no need to worry.

Besides, inside the Black Tower, he had absolute power because he was the master of the G.o.d tool… he could fly; he could teleport; he could change the rules within the Black Tower at will, as if he were the Heaven Tier cultivator in former days!

No, even more bada.s.s than a Heaven Tier, because Heaven Tier’s wouldn’t have the ability to teleport and couldn’t change rules.

It could be said that even Sword Emperor’s life would be at Ling Han’s mercy, unless Sword Emperor’s strength already transcended that of the Black Tower.

Ling Han soon arrived at the central hall. Looking from afar, the crowded tide of people was already no longer present. Presumably, Rong Huan Xuan hadn’t left, and was currently waiting for opportunities.