"Speaking of which, this Gu Immortal from Central Continent is truly formidable. To actually see the flaws in the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building and exploit them to such an extent. Clearly, they are also a Master of Refinement Path. No, to reach this level, they are at least a Grandmaster!"
"To leave behind an Immortal Gu as an inheritance! This is a true Immortal Treasury! Using a counterfeit grey stone slab as a clue is incredibly ingenious. I wonder what kind of inheritor they want to choose..."
The most crucial riddle was solved, but even more questions popped up.
Fang Yuan shook his head, clearing the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
"Regardless, this inheritance involves an Immortal Gu. I have to give it my all. The next step is to prepare the required Gu worms. This will take at least half a month..."
Light hidden in the earth, a beam ten thousand zhang high, roaming the skies a hundred li, singing of plum fragrance in the snow—although these four sentences were simple, if Fang Yuan wasn't a Master of Refinement Path, he wouldn't have been able to decipher them.
Based on what Fang Yuan understood so far, to use the returning power of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building to refine the mysterious Immortal Gu, over two hundred Gu worms were needed. Among them, there were twenty-eight Rank 4 and Rank 5 Gu worms.
One must know that this was only the number needed for a single successful attempt.
To prepare for refining the Gu, Fang Yuan needed at least three times the amount, in case of mistakes during the process. When he failed, he would need the spare Gu worms.
Sixteen days later.
In the great hall, Hei Lou Lan fully displayed his "Black Tyrant" demeanor, howling ferociously as he vented the fury in his heart.
The clan elders, who had been scolded so harshly by Hei Lou Lan that they couldn't lift their heads, and had even been beaten and kicked, were all trembling in silence.
Ever since entering the Royal Court Blessed Land, Hei Lou Lan's temper had grown increasingly violent. Since the opening of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building, he had only gotten worse. His temper was like a powder keg, and he would berate and beat his subordinates at the slightest provocation. By now, three Hei clan elders had been severely beaten and were still lying in their sickbeds.
"Clan Leader, it's not that we are slack, but this seventy-eighth level is simply too difficult. The guarding Golden White Tiger Apparition is incredibly powerful. It already possesses thirty percent of a Desolate Beast's strength. We are mere mortals. Even if we give our all, we can only harass it. We lack powerful offensive methods. Moreover, once the Golden White Tiger launches an attack, our Gu Masters have no way to withstand it."
Hei Pei, the head of the clan elders, carefully stepped forward to speak after Hei Lou Lan had vented for a while.
Hei Lou Lan glanced at him sideways and cursed, "What a load of bullshit! Although the Golden White Tiger Apparition's attacks are powerful, as long as we unite as one and do not fear sacrifice, we can definitely finish it off before the time limit! You are all afraid of difficulties and refuse to advance. You have completely disgraced the name of our brave Hei clan!"
The elders shrank their heads and lowered their eyebrows, none daring to speak.
Hei Lou Lan's words were not without reason, actually.
This wasn't their first time dealing with the Golden White Tiger Apparition.
If they truly didn't care about sacrifice, and someone volunteered to be cannon fodder, even if they died under the claws of the Golden White Tiger Apparition, it would buy time for the others.
The attacks of the Hei clan members, although weak and scattered, would inevitably accumulate over time. A swarm of ants could devour an elephant! The Golden White Tiger Apparition would be brought down.
But the fact was, once the Golden White Tiger Apparition launched its attacks, everyone was afraid of death and shrank back, causing Hei Lou Lan's siege of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building to be stuck at this level, unable to advance.
The hall echoed with Hei Lou Lan's roars.
No one dared to defy this Black Tyrant who would disown his own family when angered.
After venting for a while, Hei Lou Lan sat gloomily in the main seat.
His heart was filled with resentment, especially when he looked at these silent clan elders. He became angrier and angrier.
Besides anger, he also felt helpless.
During the Royal Court competition, these Hei clan elders had all strived to be the first, brave and fearless. But now, they were cautious and timid. Where had their courage gone?
In fact, Hei Lou Lan understood.
During the Royal Court competition, rewards and punishments were clear, and everyone fought hard for fame, fortune, strength, and survival.
In the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building, the rewards for passing the levels went entirely to the clan leader. The motivation for everyone else to tackle the levels was very low.
The most crucial reason was that the Royal Court competition had already been won, and there was no longer any crisis of survival. Even outside the Holy Palace, there were many inheritances. As long as they bided their time safely and left the Royal Court Blessed Land, a brighter future awaited them.
To throw away their lives and become cannon fodder for the benefit of others—only a fool would do such a thing!
The Hei clan elders were all shrewd individuals.
Preserving their lives was the top priority. Beyond that, even if Hei Lou Lan cursed them out, so what? Even if he beat them until they were bedridden, what was that compared to death?
Hei Lou Lan knew the elders' thoughts perfectly well.
"Even as a Rank 5 powerhouse, I cannot control people's hearts. Once their hearts are scattered, even the strongest tribe is hard to lead. Forget it..."
Hei Lou Lan sighed inwardly and spoke, "Since that's the case, I have no choice but to open the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building and attack the levels with everyone's combined strength."