Almost Desperate

"You're not joking, are you, Fellow Daoist?" Xia Qinghe looked incredulous at what Ming Ze had said.

One might already have their own cultivation path, but that didn't mean they weren't interested in other inheritances. Even if they weren't going to use it, learning about it for insight could also be done.

"Wait here," Ming Ze replied, not saying more.

Slowly, he began to fly upwards, entering the so-called Path of Light.

The way he flew was quite slow, leaving Xia Qinghe puzzled.

"Fellow Daoist, it's very difficult to fly there, you need to pick up momentum from below," she said, trying to remind him that his method was wrong.

However, Ming Ze behaved as if he hadn't heard. He continued to fly upwards.

Xia Qinghe who was initially confused was quickly amazed.

Ming Ze was indeed flying slowly, yet when he entered that Path of Light, he was able to continue flying without stopping.

Slow but not stopping, he instantly seemed faster.

In fact, he did not feel any pressure, as if he was just flying in an ordinary place. Even he wasn't sure if there really was a mechanism in this tower.

This was not only funny, but ridiculous, making him want to laugh out loud.

Finally, he passed by some shadows.

They were all clearly geniuses of the Holy Light Sect, yet their talents were not enough to become Immortals. They didn't even have the qualifications to be candidates.

The higher ups might have the qualifications, but still the competition was fierce while the winner was only one person.

Below, Xia Qinghe's expression became more and more amazed as she looked at Ming Ze.

In no time, he finally arrived behind the two Immortals.

"Who exactly are you, Fellow Daoist?" she said in a very low voice.

From the moment she first saw him, he gave her a very unexpected impression.

As it turned out, he was far more unpredictable than she had imagined.

At this point, she was made to understand why he could ignore this world's inheritance.

His cultivation path was something beyond reason.

At the same time, Xia Qinghe wondered if she really had a chance of competing with him.

She was suddenly pessimistic that she wouldn't be able to win against him even with this world inheritance.

'No, no, I must not give up. No matter how great the odds are, I must still become an Immortal in this generation. Otherwise, what good are my two Primordial Talents.'

As doubts filled her mind, her determined heart forced her to discard those doubts.

She took a deep breath, stabilizing her feelings.

Soon Ming Ze passed by the two Immortals and arrived beside her shadow.

When arriving beside the woman's shadow, he couldn't help but stop to look at her figure from the front.

Perhaps it wasn't long here because her appearance had no difference with Xia Qinghe's figure now.

If only the shadow was in the form of stone or wood, Ming Ze would probably pick it up and keep it.

It was without a doubt an exquisite piece of art.

He flew off again after a while enjoying the beauty of the shadow.

Until now, he hadn't looked down, so he couldn't see Xia Qinghe's reaction.

Then, he finally arrived beside the Holy Light Immortal who extended his hand forward.

His face was very handsome as a young man, even looking wise.

He had eyes that seemed to be able to dazzle everyone who saw them.

If he were here, Ming Ze wasn't sure he could look more striking than him in terms of appearance even if his good looks had been enhanced.

The man truly had a very thick noble aura.

Unfortunately, his shadow only reached there. He couldn't fly a bit more so he couldn't reach the map.

Meanwhile, Ming Ze casually took one step forward. Instantly, he arrived in front of the map.

"What makes you so hard to grab," he said with a low chuckle, placing his hand on the map.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Suddenly, all the wooden crates attached to the tower wall flew towards him.

They were very fast, arriving at the vicinity in just a flash and hovering there as if they were all inviting him to take them all.

Supposedly, one could only take the wooden crates on the side they stopped at, but apparently, he could take them all since he managed to fly to the highest point.

"Well, I don't know if you guys will be of any use, but it doesn't matter!" He waved his hand, sending them all into his storage ring.

He naturally wouldn't leave behind any rewards for his achievements.

After which, he looked down.

Xia Qinghe was watching him. It just so happened that her expression had calmed down, yet the remnants of the chaos of her aura because she was too shocked could still be found.

Ming Ze felt like laughing.

Whoosh!

He finally threw himself down while pulling out the map, leaving his shadow in the highest place. It appeared on its own where he received his reward.

In no time, he landed in front of Xia Qinghe.

"This is faster than I thought, please take it, Miss Xia," he said, directly handing the map to her.

He wasn't interested in taking a longer look because according to his detections it was just an ordinary skin. The only valuable thing was the map inside, something that didn't interest him either.

Xia Qinghe couldn't take the map right away.

She paused like she was unable to move.

"Miss Xia!" Ming Ze had to call out to her because she hadn't picked up the map for too long.

For a moment, the woman's breathing seemed to quicken. Perhaps her mind was about to go haywire again.

When she finally moved, she seemed to force herself.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, you are my benefactor. Whatever your request is, as long as it is not strange or stops me from striving to become an Immortal, I will definitely fulfill it," she said in a very low tone of voice.

She seemed to be struggling to speak.

"Sure, I'll remember your promise," Ming Ze replied, deliberately not refusing so that the woman wouldn't be so distressed.

Perhaps he hadn't done anything wrong, but from another point of view, he seemed to be oppressing Xia Qinghe because what he was showing only shook her resolve.