Chapter 105: Wind Cloud Platform

  It's been almost two months since they parted ways, and Chu City has made rapid progress, while Ling Yun Du hasn't fallen behind.

  At this moment, he came with anger, this sharp sword, wanting to pierce Chulaki under the sword.

  On the other hand, Chulaki was stunned, as if shocked by this sword, and had no resistance at all, not even a little reaction.

  Another pampered young master like Zi Xuan, who has never experienced the baptism of bloodshed, how can he be a match for Ling Yun Du? Not to mention that even if they differ by one drop of blood essence, let alone two or three drops, Chula Ji is still far from being a match for Ling Yun Du. Ling Yun Du, ah Ling Yun Du, what kind of trials and adventures have you had these past few days?" Chu Cheng's eyes shone with a faint light.

  Lingyun's sword has already grasped the true meaning of Qingcao Lingyun, with a weak and unsteady body, defeating the enemy and winning, isn't it that he has obtained the true transmission of the Ling family?

  The next moment, Chulaki was stabbed under the sword by Lingyun Du.

  At this time, being in the capital of Chu State, the law was strict and it was not convenient to kill people. Lingyun pierced through Chulaji's left arm with a slight bias, Chulaji felt pain and let out a scream like killing a pig, which attracted some people's attention.

  But most people just shook their heads slightly and ignored him.

  In this Chu Wang Du, as long as you don't kill people, everything is easy to say. The gap between Chulaki and Lingyun Du is obvious at a glance, and it's not even on the same level.

  "Lingyun Ferry, long time no see!" Chu Cheng took a step forward, cupped his hands and smiled.

  "Chu City? I must also thank you for that slap on the head back then, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today." Ling Yun Du said with a solemn bow.

  "It's just a word, don't mind it. You have today, that is your own blessing." Chu Cheng smiled and said.

  Today's Lingyun Ferry, although it did not rank among the top in terms of land, but it ranked among the top in terms of people, only below Leng Cangfeng and even above Dongfang Ye.

  Add the same from Shancheng's Huang Tiancang, five people from Shancheng are all listed on the human list and the land list, it can be said that the gathering of wind and cloud!

  "Let's go, we'll talk as we walk. When the opportunity arises, I'll have a big fight with you!" A rare smile appeared on Lingyun Du's face.

  "Nature!" Chu Cheng smiled slightly, and the two of them left together.

  Among the crowd, a young man's face was gloomy, his eyes staring straight at Chu City, full of hatred.

  "Chu City, you shouldn't have, you really shouldn't have! You let Ling Yun hurt Chulaqi! Although Chulaqi is trash, he's still a 'Chumen' person. Offending him means offending the entire Chumen! At this moment, you've already been put on Chumen's kill list, your death is certain!"

  The young man sneered with an extremely vicious smile.

  This man is actually Chu Man Long!

  Regardless of this person, let's just talk about Chu Cheng and Ling Yun Du. At this time, they had already arrived at the top of Ba Wang Peak, in front of Feng Yun Platform.

  On a vast expanse of flat land, a massive circular platform rose up, resembling a gigantic stone pancake, surrounded by crowds of people. The entire platform stretched for ten miles in circumference and reached a height of one kilometer.

  The high platform has eighteen levels, each one reaching a height of fifty meters. At this time, there are sparse figures of young people standing on top, with different expressions.

  The lowest level has the most people, and as you go up, there are fewer and fewer people. By the ninth level and above, almost no one exists. The distinction is clear, and the hierarchy is distinct.

  "This is the Wind Cloud Platform. The Wind Cloud Platform was personally crafted by the Old Master of the Mystic Heaven Monitor, in collaboration with a certain Spirit-level artifact craftsman from the royal family. Each level has its own pressure, and only those who can withstand the pressure can stand firm on that level. And if you can't even make it to the first level, then there's no need to go to the Qingming Ruins."

  He arrived at the capital of Chu three days ago and visited Fengyuntai, where he gained some understanding of it.

  "Is it layered? Isn't this similar to the staircase of that Warm Jade Building, with a clever use of similarity in difference?" Chu Cheng smiled slightly and swept his gaze over the stage.

  Soon he found several familiar figures.

  Chu Man Long, at this moment, was on the seventh floor, gritting his teeth, as if trying to climb up to the eighth floor. There were stairs between the two floors, and he had already stepped onto the middle of the stairs, so climbing up to the eighth floor shouldn't be a difficult task.

  He also refined seven drops of blood essence, but his breath was unstable, and it's estimated that he hasn't been idle these days. The Dongfang family lacks everything except elixirs; this guy appears rough, but has a proud air in his heart. Seeing Chu Cheng and Leng Cangfeng's cultivation make rapid progress, how could he be at ease?

  Further up, Leng Cangfeng had already reached the eighth floor and was sitting cross-legged, as if adapting to the pressure of the eighth floor.

  Unlike the Warm Jade Building, the Wind Cloud Platform is oppressive everywhere, making it even harder to climb than the Warm Jade Building. If Cold Storage Edge can adapt to the eighth floor, then there is potential to reach the ninth floor.

  Leng Cangfeng's left hand was about 100 meters away, where Luo Hongmu stood calmly and quietly.

  The Luo family is large and prosperous, with over a thousand people in this generation alone. Among the older ones, such as Luo Hongchen, are already the strongest in the Mountain Sea Realm, while the younger ones, such as Luo Hongcheng and Luo Hongyin, are also geniuses of their time. In comparison, his innate talent is not the best, but being able to reach the eighth layer of Godly Clear and Leisurely is indeed not easy.

  Further up, on the stairs from the eighth floor to the ninth floor, he climbed with determination and strength, each step firm and unshakeable, like a rock.

  Putting aside the hatred between them, Xiang Jian is indeed a young genius, and has gone through life-and-death trials. Compared to his younger brother Xiang Zixuan, he is not much stronger.

  At this moment, he is not far from the ninth floor.

  On the ninth floor, he sat cross-legged on the Zi Yang disk, his whole body drenched in sweat, clearly using all his strength to adapt to the powerful pressure. And not far from him, Chu Man's husband stood upright with a gloomy face, closing his eyes to cultivate his spirit.

  Far away, Dugu Han stood alone, facing the tenth floor of Fengyuntai, obviously with great ambition, wanting to climb to which floor.

  On the tenth floor, there is currently no one present.

  Du Guo Han was too proud and cold, within fifty meters around him, there wasn't anyone who dared to get close.

  "It seems that those powerful beings with condensed blood essence are all proud and unwilling to take the stage so early." Chu Cheng sighed.

  "Uh, in fact, even the strong ones with nine drops of blood essence don't have many who can ascend to the stage, they are all watching. For example, Ninth Young Master, for example... Huang Tiancang!" Ling Yun Du's eyes scanned around, but he didn't find any trace of those two people.

  "Those two are both arrogant, one is the ninth prince of the royal family, and the other is still ranked on the Heavenly List. How can they possibly go on stage immediately? In fact, most of the high-ranking masters on the Heavenly List, as well as the majority of the high-ranking masters on the Earthly List, have not gone on stage yet." Chu Cheng said calmly.

  "Getting on stage is also a kind of tempering, late getting on stage is not as good as early getting on stage, and early getting on stage is not as good as getting on stage now! Chu Cheng, come with me to get on stage, okay?" Ling Yun Du's eyes shone brightly, obviously wanting to make getting on stage a competition, to compete with Chu Cheng.

  "As you wish." Chu Cheng said lightly.

  On the windy platform, ten thousand people ascend the stage.

  Chu Cheng and Ling Yun Tuo smiled slightly and stepped onto the first step together.

  Carefully feeling the pressure coming from the stairs, Chu Cheng found a familiar feeling, and with a slight smile, he stepped onto the stage.

  First floor, second floor, third floor...

  Chu Cheng and Ling Yun stood shoulder to shoulder, their footsteps incredibly consistent, and soon they stepped onto the sixth floor.

  At this moment, the overwhelming pressure everywhere has become extremely strong, seemingly even stronger than the pressure on the 24th floor of Wanyu Building, and even Chu City feels that the operation of Xuanli is slowing down.

  Lingyun Du beside him also had a solemn expression.

  "You and I are both Seventh Blood Essence, stepping onto the seventh floor is a matter of course, isn't it?" Ling Yun Du looked at Chu Cheng.

  "Naturally." Chu Cheng heard this and smiled, picking up his feet to go upstairs.

  With steady footsteps, one step at a time, after ten breaths, Chu City climbed to the seventh floor. Turning his head, Ling Yun Du was standing beside him, with a calm expression, but his entire body's mysterious energy was frantically circulating, apparently adapting to the pressure of the seventh floor.

  "But don't you need some rest?" Chu Cheng asked lightly.

  "No need!" Lingyun took a deep breath and gazed at the Dongfangye in front of him, gritting his teeth as he stepped onto the stage.

  "This guy... is also a proud and arrogant person!" Chu Cheng shook his head and continued to ascend the stage.

  For him who had once climbed to the top of Wēn Yù Lóu, the pressure of this seventh floor was nothing, with a slight circulation of his internal Xuanli, that pressure disappeared without a trace, and he stepped onto the stage with ease.

  However, his footsteps were not fast, keeping pace with Ling Yun Du.

  After half a stick of incense, the two came to Dongfang Ye's side.

  "Chu City? Ling... what was it again? Let me think... Ling Yun Du? Wow, you guys actually caught up?! How is this possible?! Wow, I'm going to surpass you, surpass you!" Dong Fang Ye saw Chu City and Ling Yun Du, his face twisted in anger, his body boiling with rage, his figure seeming to grow larger.

  Then he stepped forward with big strides and stepped onto the steps in front of him, seemingly even more at ease than before.

  "Have you mobilized your blood essence? Then I won't hold back either." Ling Yun Du glanced at Chu Cheng, then his whole body shook. Although he was standing there motionless, to an outsider, it seemed as if his figure had become blurry and elusive.

  Then he stepped onto the stage and caught up with Dongfang Ye.

  "The grass sways in the wind... The meaning of 'green grass above the clouds', to reduce pressure? Interesting." A glimmer of light flashed across Chu Cheng's eyes, and he smiled slightly, taking a step forward.

  Dongfang Ye advanced, his breathing unstable, but he was born with a unique gift. Lingyun's breathing was steady and solid, his skills were one-of-a-kind. The two of them joined forces on stage, unexpectedly reaching the eighth level, standing alongside Leng Cangfeng.

  Then both of them sat down simultaneously with their knees crossed, circulating the mysterious power around their bodies, using all their might to adapt to the pressure of the seventh layer.

  "Chu Cheng, you're coming up too." Beside him, Leng Cangfeng opened his eyes.

  "It's here. The Cold Blade is still going to take the stage?" Chu Cheng said calmly.

  "Naturally! I've refined eight drops of Blood Essence, if I still can't ascend to the eighth level, wouldn't that be a joke for others?" Leng Cangfeng stood up, his eyes shining with sharp light.

  "So we're going on stage?" Chu Cheng looked up.

  "Get on stage!" Leng Cangfeng clenched his fists.

  Not far away, Luo Hongmu looked towards Chu Cheng with a complex expression.

  After hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and decided to go on stage!

  Dongfang Ye and Ling Yun Du exchanged a glance, both seeing the fighting spirit in each other's eyes. They stood up simultaneously.

  At this moment, there was suddenly an exclamation from below the stage.

  On the ninth floor, Dugu Han gazed out for a long time before finally making his move!