Chapter 16: Chapter 16

The cultivators who followed Qin Tang noticed the scene in the distance and were all shocked.

"What a bunch of idiots. They said they encountered weirdness, but they still tried to escape. They don't know how to write the word 'death'."

"I know one of them. He is a foundation-building cultivator named Sun Kairong. His dao is quite remarkable. I didn't expect him to die so quietly."

"Strange, why didn't they see any signs of heaven and earth when they died?"

"Friend, is this your first time hearing about weirdness? Weirdness has its own rules. Most of the common sense is invalid. So be more careful."

"Thank you for your advice, friend."

...

They walked and communicated with their divine sense, and their expressions were different.

Before long, Qin Tang led everyone to a tall building.

There was a straight passage in the center.

On both sides of the passage, there were small compartments.

There was nothing else in each room.

Just simply placed five wooden beds.

"Okay! Everyone rest here tonight! Gather at the square tomorrow morning!" Qin Tang turned his head and said to everyone.

After that, he shook his head and walked out.

"By the way, remember to go to bed early!"

After his figure disappeared, Qin Tang's voice came faintly again.

Seeing that the weirdness disappeared, the cultivators finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of them were familiar with each other and found a room to live together.

Sikong Yi and Baili Chen naturally lived in one place.

Li Fan didn't choose to join them forcibly, but picked another room that was close to them.

There were already two people in the room.

They also knew each other and were communicating with their divine sense.

Li Fan didn't greet them either.

He lay down on the bed, Xuanhuang Lianxin Jue operated, and all the distractions in his heart disappeared.

In a short while, he fell asleep.

The other two who were still talking saw this and were stunned.

Then they thought of something, their faces turned pale, as if they were scared.

So they hurriedly stopped talking and forced themselves to sleep.

But not everyone could perceive what was about to happen.

There were still many people who were talking with their companions about what they saw and heard today, and their longing for the possible treasures in this new Yunshui Tiangong ruin.

They were excited and couldn't sleep.

Time passed by little by little.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, the light in this tall building disappeared completely.

In the darkness, Qin Tang's voice sounded faintly.

"Oh, these newcomers are not very obedient."

"I said, go to bed early."

"How come there are still so many people who haven't rested yet?"

"It's not good if you delay tomorrow's test."

"Since you can't sleep, I'll help you out."

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The horrifying sound kept ringing.

I don't know how many cultivators died without even screaming.

At this time, everyone present realized that Qin Tang's sentence "remember to go to bed early" was not a joke.

But it was too late.

There were constantly cultivators whose breaths disappeared in their perception.

Some people wanted to shout and wake up those who were asleep.

But their voices stopped abruptly as soon as they came out.

Killing and death spread in the darkness.

Under this terrifying atmosphere, some of the cultivators who had not fallen asleep finally couldn't stand it.

Their aura surged and they wanted to use all their strength to fight with Qin Tang for life and death.

Qin Tang snorted coldly, as if he was angered.

The blue light lit up and then went out again.

So these rebellious cultivators died quietly without making any waves.

After killing these people, Qin Tang's mood seemed to improve a bit.

"Hey, this job is really tiring. If it weren't for Master and Senior Brothers and Sisters who all disappeared, I wouldn't have to do it myself."

"Boring, really boring. Let's go drink!"

Qin Tang's words didn't match his actions. He did whatever he wanted.

His voice faded away. The surviving cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief.

But no one could guarantee that Qin Tang would come back at any time.

So they all wanted to take advantage of the time to sleep.

But...

Sleeping is something that people who often suffer from insomnia must understand.

If you don't have any psychological burden, you can just sleep when you say it.

But on the contrary, if you always think about this thing in your heart and force yourself to sleep.

Eight or nine times out of ten, you will wake up at the moment you are about to fall asleep.

And these cultivators had many who were used to replacing sleep with cultivation retreat.

They had almost lost the ability to sleep.

So even though they knew they would die if they didn't sleep, many of them couldn't sleep.

Seeing that the deadly Qin Tang would return at any time, they had no choice.

They hated that they didn't learn a few hypnotic spells before they came, so they chose to knock themselves out and try to get through.

Unfortunately, in Qin Tang's eyes, sleeping and fainting were obviously two different concepts.

So in the second half of the night, when Qin Tang came again.

It was another bloody storm.

The next morning, when Li Fan woke up.

He saw corpses all over the building.

That Jiao Xiuyuan, as Li Fan expected, failed to pass this level.

His head was severed and he lay there quietly.

Li Fan naturally had no pity for him.

Without delay, Li Fan went straight to the square yesterday.

After yesterday's lesson, the cultivators didn't go anywhere else and gathered on the square obediently.

The crowd was sparse. The surviving cultivators were less than two-thirds of yesterday's.

The trial hadn't officially started yet, and there were so many casualties.

The survivors were pessimistic about what was to come and looked depressed.

Li Fan knew that this was just the beginning.

In the end, only less than one-tenth of the first batch of cultivators who entered Yunshui Tiangong could survive.

In the crowd, Li Fan also saw Sikong Yi and Baili Chen's figures.

He just glanced over them and didn't linger his eyesight.

He waited quietly for Qin Tang to come.

Before long, Qin Tang appeared in front of everyone again.

He held a wine gourd in his hand and drank it as he walked.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

Qin Tang shouted happily, then looked at the surviving cultivators on the square.

"Good, it seems that everyone is here."

"Then let's officially start the first test."

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling something.

"Master once said that there are three things that are most important for seeking immortality and asking dao."

"Talent, temperament, and luck."

"Master thinks that among these three, talent is the most important."

"But I don't think so."

"I think that among the three, temperament is the most important."

"So I arranged three tests, all related to temperament."

Qin Tang slowly said, while leading everyone into a pavilion.

The pavilion had three floors.

On the first floor where everyone was located, there were hundreds of bookshelves.

Each bookshelf was full of books.

Everyone looked intently.

"Feiyun Huan Book", "Fei Lei Dun", "Qingmu Hui Chun Gong"...

Every book was a cultivation method.

Everyone's breathing became rapid.