Over fifty disciples entered the Training Tower. More than thirty succeeded in their challenges, with Xiao Zuiji enduring until the very end, setting the record at two and a half hours.
This was quite normal.
Since joining the sect, Xiao Zuiji had followed the path of physical body strengthening. On the first floor that trained the physical body, it made perfect sense for him to have the last laugh.
As for the second floor’s training, none of the disciples who succeeded in their challenges went up, because after enduring ten times gravity, every single one of them was utterly exhausted.
The first floor of the Training Tower was for physical body tempering. The manifested soul-like form was actually a one hundred percent simulation based on each disciple’s body.
Under the suppression of gravity, the pain experienced by the physical body could also be deeply felt after returning to the original body.
So then.
Why use this soul-like form to substitute for actual physical body tempering?
Because not all disciples possessed extremely strong physical bodies. If they used their true bodies to resist ten times gravity, they would very likely be directly crushed to death.
As for the second and third floor training, the training methods were different and would certainly be even more perilous.
By simulating the disciples’ bodies and having soul forms undergo training, even if they failed the challenge, at most they would just receive punishment.
This was the Training Tower.
A cultivation ground that could prevent disciple casualties while simultaneously achieving comprehensive tempering.
“Hah!”
Outside the tower, Li Qingyang and the others lay on the grass breathing rapidly, with a feeling that their bodies didn’t belong to them.
The ten times gravity training was much more intense than the Molding Room.
The disciples who failed their challenges were also automatically sent out, lying on the grass with eyes rolled back and bodies violently convulsing.
Although failing a challenge in the Training Tower wouldn’t result in death, the punishment brought was equivalent to dying once.
As for this side effect, it would also persist for an entire day.
…
The next day.
Jun Changxiao got up early. His bodily fatigue had dissipated, and his spirits were high.
He jumped in place a few times, saying, “I feel much lighter.”
Arriving at the training room, his spirit energy-infused right fist heavily struck the testing machine, displaying a strength value of 90,000 jin.
Jun Changxiao said, “More than a hundred jin improvement from yesterday.”
With his current cultivation level and physical body strength, spending an entire day molding in the Molding Room would yield almost no strength improvement.
Training in the Training Tower for one hour yielded a hundred jin improvement—the progress was quite noticeable.
The System said, “What the host improved isn’t just strength, but also physical body durability. Persevere in training consistently, and the benefits will certainly be substantial.”
Jun Changxiao said, “This Training Tower is truly excellent. Even if I use up all my contribution points, it’s still a solid profit with no loss.”
Before, he had been forcibly consoling himself, but now he genuinely felt it was worth it.
Li Qingyang and the others, who had endured for even longer, all felt light as feathers after getting up, and their strength had also increased to varying degrees!
“Hahaha!”
Li Shangtian acted like an idiot, jumping around on the training grounds, saying, “I feel like I’m about to soar into the sky any moment!”
Many disciples who had trained went to the training room to test themselves. Seeing their strength improvements, they were all beside themselves with joy!
That Training Tower was simply formidable!
“Let’s go, let’s go train!”
Having tasted the sweetness, the disciples forgot their pain once their wounds healed, and hurried to the back mountain.
Especially Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, and Tian Qi—yesterday they had thought they’d never do it again even if beaten to death, yet they ran faster than the outer sect disciples.
Their reasoning was: they wouldn’t do it again even if beaten to death, but as long as they weren’t beaten to death, they’d keep doing it!
However.
When they arrived at the back mountain, flowing light flickered on the first floor of the Training Tower—clearly someone had entered ahead of them!
Who?
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and Ye Xingchen.
After the three of them got up, they didn’t go test themselves but just sensed that their physical body strength and power had improved. Without a second word, they came to train first.
“Let’s go, let’s go, get in!”
“Creak.”
The tower door opened by itself. Su Xiaomo entered without hesitation, her body freezing as a simulated form ascended to the first floor.
Tian Qi and Li Fei followed close behind.
“Su Xiaomo, challenging the Training Tower’s first floor!”
“Tian Qi, challenging the Training Tower’s first floor!”
“Li Fei, challenging…”
When the three stood in that ethereal void, a heavy voice rang out. Ten times gravity instantly pressed down on them, beginning a fresh journey of intense suffering.
Cui Bujian, Li Shangtian, and the others successively came up.
In a short time, over seventy disciples had gathered on the first floor.
Among them were those experiencing training for the first time. Suddenly bearing ten times gravity, their facial expressions immediately became spectacular.
“Bang!”
After several minutes, two disciples were successively eliminated.
They were newly admitted disciples who hadn’t fully adapted to the Molding Room’s molding before running to undergo gravity training—they naturally went down immediately.
Sitting on a rock outside the tower, Jun Changxiao murmured, “Training for just a few minutes but being weakened for an entire day—isn’t that equivalent to wasting time?”
The System said, “Therefore, the host needs to establish requirements for entering the Training Tower.”
“Mm.”
Jun Changxiao began contemplating.
Based on the performance of Cui Bujian, Li Shangtian, and the others, he finally decided that disciples who hadn’t undergone two months of molding in the Molding Room were forbidden from entering the Training Tower.
…
More than half an hour later.
Of the sixty-plus disciples inside the Training Tower, over half were eliminated again.
However, the disciples who failed their second challenge lasted slightly longer than yesterday.
This indicated progress!
Li Qingyang and the other two who had entered first successfully endured for half an hour, succeeding in their challenge once more.
Success didn’t mean the end, because they pursued ultimate physical body tempering, so they continued to endure ten times gravity.
Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi, and the others also challenged their limits, hoping to last even longer.
As long as disciples continued, no one cared about succeeding in the challenge—they only cared about training longer, or perhaps challenging the record Xiao Zuiji had set!
The Training Tower’s record function existed to motivate disciples to strive hard.
However.
Su Xiaomo and the others were far less intense than Xiao Zuiji in physical body molding. After enduring for one hour, unable to bear it any longer, they automatically left.
Only three people remained on the first floor: Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and Ye Xingchen.
“Can’t lose, must endure!”
Bearing ten times gravity, Ye Xingchen clenched his fists, veins bulging on his face.
As a Martial Emperor, he naturally possessed unyielding pride!
Unfortunately, what was possessed was ultimately just a woodcutting youth’s body. His physical molding had also started much later than Xiao Zuiji’s, so he ultimately went down together with Li Qingyang.
The two lasted ten minutes longer than yesterday—the progress was still quite significant.
“Hah! Hah!”
Li Qingyang and Ye Xingchen supported themselves against the door as they walked out, once again collapsing on the grass, once again experiencing the sensation of their bodies not belonging to them.
Xiao Zuiji still persisted. He quickly reached five hours, matching the record he himself had created yesterday.
This couldn’t be the end—he had to break new ground!
However, after forcing himself for over ten more minutes, unable to bear the gravity, he reluctantly withdrew.
“Strange.”
Seeing Xiao Zuiji stagger out, Jun Changxiao said puzzledly, “Zuiji lasted longer than yesterday, so why didn’t he set a new record?”
The System said, “A new record must improve by half an hour to be recognized.”
“I see.”
Jun Changxiao understood. To have the Training Tower recognize a new record, one must endure for three full hours.
This undoubtedly presented some difficulty. Even for Xiao Zuiji to break the record he himself had left, it definitely couldn’t be achieved in just a day or two.
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