vrcanaries Chapter 272: Is "I" and the Useless Flow the Same Template?
Chapter 272: Is "I" and the Useless Flow the Same Template?
"Li Wudao? Which Li Wudao?"
"Hiss... He's back?"
"He looks so young...so handsome...is he really the one who cleared the fifteenth level of the Blood Transformation Realm?"
The discussion spread like ripples.
Li Wudao immediately felt countless eyes focused on him.
Curious, scrutinizing, admiring, envious—like needles pricking.
He frowned and said, "Let's talk somewhere else."
The group walked toward a relatively quiet corner on one side of the square.
Li Wudao looked at Wang Zhao and Qiu Zishi and casually asked, "Where's that kid Lin Yan? I haven't seen him with you two."
As soon as they finished speaking, the smiles on their faces vanished, and their expressions darkened.
Li Wudao's heart sank: "What's wrong?"
Wang Zhao sighed, lowered his voice, and said in a heavy tone, "Junior Brother Lin... is still recovering from his injuries, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of bed for the rest of the month."
"what happened?"
Li Wudao frowned.
Akiko took over the conversation, her voice laced with suppressed anger:
"Half a month ago, Junior Brother Lin accepted a mission to gather herbs in Black Wind Ridge. On his return journey, he was ambushed and killed by three masked men."
“Those three were extremely powerful, two of them being Martial King level experts. Junior Brother Lin was no match for them and only managed to escape by using the teleportation talisman you gave him back then.”
"Teleportation Talisman?"
Li Wudao's heart stirred; it seemed there was such a thing.
"Correct."
Wang Zhao nodded: "The talisman was activated, and Junior Brother Lin was teleported away directly. He had already escaped with his life, but unfortunately... his luck was just too bad."
At this point, his expression became somewhat strange.
"How to say?"
"He landed right above a cliff."
Wang Zhao shrugged, looking helpless.
"A thousand-foot cliff, I plummeted straight down. Luckily, an old pine tree halfway up the mountain cushioned my fall, otherwise..."
He shook his head. "Even so, I broke more than ten ribs, fractured my left leg, and ruptured internal organs."
"It was a stroke of luck that he was found by an old hunter who was gathering herbs in the mountains. He was rescued in time, given simple first aid, and taken to a town outside the mountains."
When we arrived after receiving the news, the person was already unconscious, clinging to life with only a faint breath.
Li Wudao: "..."
Even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but twitch his lips at this moment.
This luck...
Should I say it's good or bad?
It's agreed that I was able to escape from the encirclement of three powerful individuals.
To put it bluntly, he managed to escape, but ended up falling straight down from the sky and nearly dying.
......
This plot would be considered abstract even in novels from my previous life.
"They're still alive... No wonder they're the protagonist of the 'trash-to-naught' genre..."
He sighed to himself.
This vitality is simply outrageously tenacious.
Suddenly, he thought of something, and his face stiffened.
Wait a minute, something's off about Lin Yan's part of the story...
It's very similar to how he was chased by Cheng Yuanliang, escaped using a teleportation talisman, and almost fell to his death from the sky.
Damn, did I and the protagonist of the "trash-to-riches" genre use the same template?
Li Wudao had some doubts.
Then, suppressing his distracting thoughts, he pressed on, "Have you found out who ambushed him?"
Wang Zhao and Qiu Zishi both shook their heads.
"Those people are too well hidden. If they miss their target, they quickly disappear, and there's no way to find their trace."
"but......."
Qiu Zishi seemed to be deep in thought, and pondered, "Judging from Lin Yan's expression after he woke up, he seems to know something, but he just won't tell us."
Li Wudao nodded, a vague suspicion forming in his mind.
"Om-!"
Just then, a deep rumble came from the direction of the Illusionary Demon Tower.
On the surface of the tower, bluish-gray patterns light up one by one from bottom to top!
The first floor, the second floor, the third floor...
The speed is astonishing!
"here we go!"
"Junior Sister Jiang has conquered the tower!"
The square fell silent instantly.
Thousands of eyes turned to the ancient pagoda.
Li Wudao also raised his head and squinted at the scene.
The light surged like a tide, breaking through the tenth floor in the blink of an eye, unstoppable!
Almost every four or five breaths, one layer would light up!
"So fast!"
"It's only been the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and we've already reached the fifteenth floor!"
There were exclamations.
At the same time, ripples appeared on the surface of the Xuantianbang stone tablet in front of the tower.
Jiang Churan's name suddenly lit up and then began to climb!
One thousand, nine hundred, eight hundred...
Soaring!
Each jump elicited a collective gasp of astonishment.
Seven hundred, six hundred, five hundred...
When her name broke the 500 mark and jumped to 499th place—
The entire square fell silent.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the name displayed next to the one on the stone tablet:
498th: Li Wudao.
"Exceeded..."
Someone murmured.
"Junior Sister Jiang's ranking has surpassed Li Wudao's..."
"No! Look! She hasn't stopped!"
really!
Jiang Churan's name only paused briefly before leaping up again!
Four hundred and eighty, four hundred and fifty, four hundred...
Three hundred!
"Seventeen floors already! And it's only been a short time!"
"Junior Sister Jiang's ranking... oh my... 153rd!"
"She's broken into the top 150! A newly recruited disciple has broken the sect's record that has stood for a thousand years?!"
"The key is that she's only sixteen years old..."
A wave of heated discussion arose.
"Damn it!"
Wu Shaotian stood at a distance, his face ashen. "How could it be so fast! Doesn't she have any bottlenecks?!"
Li Wudao raised an eyebrow slightly, inwardly complaining.
As expected of an emperor, the speed at which he broke through the barrier was so fast that even he, a "cheater," couldn't help but be astonished.
Li Nanzhi stood beside Li Wudao, her beautiful eyes wide open and her small mouth slightly agape.
Although she didn't know exactly what this ranking meant, she could tell how astonishing it was from the shocked expressions of the disciples around her.
"One hundred and forty!"
"No... ninety-third place!"
"..."
On the stone tablet, Jiang Churan's name rose again!
"At this rate, could she break into the top fifty... or even the top ten today?!"
The crowd erupted in cheers.
The elders gathered together, their expressions excited and their eyes gleaming.
"This woman's talent is probably on par with Dongfang Han back in the day."
An elder with white eyebrows exclaimed in surprise.
Dongfang Han, ranked third on the Xuan Tian Ranking, was a prodigy from 5,800 years ago. He reached the peak of the Martial King realm at the age of 25 and passed through the 26th level.
"It's too early to say that now."
"From the eighteenth floor onwards, the difficulty increases dramatically with each subsequent floor. Although her cultivation is extremely rapid, her foundation is still shallow, and she lacks combat experience..."
Before he finished speaking——
The light on the nineteenth floor of the tower suddenly flickered violently!
The nineteenth floor is lit up!
"It seems she'll have to stop here."
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
Wu Shaotian stood in the crowd, his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves, his heart screaming wildly:
"Stop! Stop!"
If Jiang Churan can get through this hurdle, her reputation will be unmatched.
He, the young sect leader, will be completely relegated to a supporting role!
However, fate did not grant their wish.
After flickering intensely for about half a cup of tea, the light on the twentieth floor of the tower finally began to shine steadily!
"We made it! We even made it to the 20th floor!"
"My God... She even passed the battle formation challenge at the Great Perfection of the Martial King realm!"
"She's already on the twenty-first floor, and she's still trying... This is a puppet comparable to a half-step Martial Venerable..."
"Holy crap, look! The rankings... they've skyrocketed into the top ten... ninth... eighth..."
"Third! She's even pushed the ancient prodigy—Dongfang Han—out of the top! This..."
This time, even the elders and peak masters couldn't contain themselves and exclaimed in surprise.
It should be noted that the twentieth floor is a significant threshold, and only those under the age of twenty can pass it.
Each and every one of them is an unparalleled genius who has left an indelible mark on the history of the sect!
On the stone tablet, Jiang Churan's name shone brightly, ranking third!
It overshadowed the names of countless geniuses from hundreds or even thousands of years ago, shining brightly and possessing unparalleled brilliance.
"when--"
Just then, deep within the main peak of Xuantian, the "Warning Bell" that had hung there for countless years suddenly rang out on its own, without anyone striking it!
The bell tolled loudly and powerfully, like the roar of a dragon, instantly spreading throughout the seventy-two peaks of the Xuantian Sect!
"This is... the warning bell left by our patriarch... it's ringing on its own?!"
"Legend has it that only when an extraordinary genius appears, triggering the sect's fortune, will the warning bell sound an alarm on its own!"
"Junior Sister Jiang's talent... has actually reached this level?!"
The entire audience erupted in uproar, countless gazes filled with disbelief and shock.
This was not merely a display of skill among disciples, but rather a resonance with the ancient heritage of the sect!