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Chapter 1099 - 1119: If You Can’t Hold the Sand, Just Let It Go!_1

Chapter 1099: Chapter 1119: If You Can’t Hold the Sand, Just Let It Go!_1

The Light Door to the next level has appeared, but Lin Chen ignored it, choosing to rest on his own.

Severe injuries combined with the aftereffects of the Berserker Technique left Lin Chen feeling weak all over, without any strength.

The Shengling Pearl quickly healed the wounds, and Lin Chen stuffed himself with a recovery elixir, sitting cross-legged and quietly resting.

This rest lasted a day.

Lin Chen opened his eyes, which had regained their luster once more.

Full of energy!

Lin Chen got up, stretched his arms, flexed his muscles, and then stepped into the Light Door.

The Eighth Level!

How many levels must be passed?

Nine floors?

Nine Levels?

Lin Chen didn’t know how many levels Zhao Feiyu had cleared and whether he had been eliminated or not.

If the battle against himself at this level is so difficult, shouldn’t others face the same challenge as well?

How did Zhao Feiyu break through?

Imagining two Innate Dao Bodies and two Arhats in an earth-shattering battle, Lin Chen had a sense of anticipation, wanting to see the outcome.

Passing through the Light Door, Lin Chen was stunned.

A clean and tidy room with a desk, a piece of paper, and a pen on it.

Besides that, there was nothing else.

No ferocious Demonic Beasts, no powerful Cultivators, and no weird assessments.

Lin Chen carefully observed the surroundings for a while, making sure there were no traps or hidden enemies, before cautiously approaching the desk and looking at the paper.

White paper.

Nothing written on it.

Why give me a white paper?

To write a ten-thousand-word essay on my experience of passing the levels so far?

Or to state ten thousand reasons why I deserve to be the new owner of the Ghost Tower?

As Lin Chen was puzzled, golden light suddenly flickered on the wall in front of him, and golden characters appeared one by one.

Lin Chen looked intently.

"What is the purpose of your cultivation? Write your answer on the paper."

Lin Chen blinked. Oh, a question-answer session?

Is this about stating my ideals?

Judging my eligibility by my answers?

Who can’t say grandiose words?

Isn’t it enough just to give the answer verbally?

Why do I have to write it down on paper?

Is this intended to see if my handwriting is good, suggesting "A person’s character can be seen from his handwriting?"

Lin Chen complained internally and immediately began to ponder upon the answer to the question.

What is the purpose of striving?

After a bit of thinking, Lin Chen picked up the brush and wrote in a dragon-and-phoenix dance style.

"To freely live a good life."

Having finished writing, the ordinary white paper suddenly emitted a faint golden light, and even the words Lin Chen just wrote glowed golden before gradually disappearing as if being burned by the golden fire.

Suddenly, Lin Chen felt an inexplicable palpitation. Staring at the disappearing words on the paper, a thought arose in his heart: Why did it feel like his inner thoughts were being verified?

There was a feeling that if his words were not his true thoughts, something unfortunate would happen...

Lin Chen shook his head to cast aside the thoughts in his mind.

He really believed in what he had written, so what was there to be afraid of?

Walk the right path and sit with dignity!

The golden light on the paper disappeared, and the white paper returned to its original state, as if he had never written anything. At the same time, the golden words on the wall disappeared quickly as well.

The next moment, golden text appeared on the wall again.

"As the new Human Emperor, when the Human Clan faces a huge life-and-death crisis, you can save the lives of millions of your race by sacrificing yourself. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"

Lin Chen laughed.

This time, he didn’t think about it and just wrote.

"I can do my best, but I am not willing to sacrifice."

Lin Chen didn’t write more.

That’s the general idea, anyway.

Why should he sacrifice himself, after all?

Living a good life, protecting the people he cares about, and developing himself – wouldn’t it be better to save the rest of the Human Clan when he’s finally become awesome enough?

When poor, focus on personal well-being; when affluent, help the world.

Lin Chen was not so noble as to give up his life for the lives of strangers.

"The Ghost Tower is very powerful, and there is a powerful Artifact Spirit controlling the entire tower. If you are the fortunate one, the Artifact Spirit will sign a contract with you. Which contract are you willing to accept and why?

Master-Servant Contract — Command the Artifact Spirit, controlling the Ghost Tower?

Friendship Contract — Coexist peacefully and discuss matters together?

Servant-Master Contract — Serve the Artifact Spirit and ask for help when needed?"

Wow, even multiple-choice questions are here!

Does asking this question mean that Lin Chen already has the opportunity to become the fortunate one, the successor of the Ghost Tower?

Master-Servant? Friend? Servant-Master?

The one who set the questions should be that powerful Artifact Spirit, right?

By asking this, was it trying to find a strong, promising, and potential fortunate person to sign a Servant-Master Contract with it and serve it as its master?

After all, the Ghost Tower had been standing in between Heaven and Earth for tens of thousands of years, killing countless Void Profound Experts. How could it accept being treated as a servant and arbitrarily manipulated by the weak people in its eyes?

Lin Chen thought briefly for two seconds and then picked up the pen, writing down his answer with determination.

"Master-Servant Contract."

"Reason: If you can’t hold onto the sand, then let it go!"