He suddenly turned around, looked at Feng Yueyu and said with a smile: "But you must do what a man said. If you say you want to reach the top, you must reach the top."

After speaking, Si Xueyi laughed loudly, soared into the air from the edge of the Enlightenment Platform, and flew towards the Black Dragon Pagoda, which was entangled in chains.

"Ten years is too long, Feng Yueyu, I want to beat you first, hahahaha!"

Accompanied by a hearty smile, his bold words about reaching the top echoed on the stage of enlightenment.

Feng Yueyu's eyes flashed with sullen anger. This guy had praised him just now, but he immediately became unserious.

"Climbing to the top? This Si Xueyi's tone is a bit too loud, isn't it?"

"For hundreds of years, no one has climbed to the tenth floor. At most, it's only the seventh floor."

"I don't know how many people died on the sixth floor."

"After all, his cultivation level is only at the level of True Yuan. He might not even be able to pass the three levels."

After Si Xueyi left, various discussions began to ring out above the Enlightenment Stage.

One can imagine how much pressure Si Xueyi put on them just now, and they no longer dared to discuss loudly in front of him.

"Sister Yun, do you think Senior Brother Xueyi can reach the top?" Duanmuxi has shining silver hair, a delicate face, and a cute smile.

Feng Yueyu recalled Si Xueyi's last words and muttered: "Xuanlong Tower is an extremely dangerous place. He is so unruly. What I am more concerned about is whether he can come out alive."

Duanmuxi smiled and said: "If senior brother really becomes serious, I won't be too relieved. Senior brother Xueyi is better off being less serious. It's heartless and makes people feel at ease."

Her eyes were innocent, looking at Si Xueyi who was walking away, with a clear smile on her face.

Feng Yueyu looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Over the past hundreds of years, almost all arrogant people like him have died inside."

Duanmuxi heard this and said seriously: "Senior Brother Xueyi is not arrogant. No matter what he has experienced in the past three years, he always smiles cynically. It seems that there is never any sadness on his face."

"Such a person is either the most hypocritical person in the world, or he is hiding the greatest sorrow in the world. No matter which one, it has nothing to do with arrogance."

Feng Yueyu was slightly startled when she heard this. She just said that Si Xueyi didn't understand her. In fact, she didn't seem to know Si Xueyi very well either.

But she didn't understand, what kind of sadness would a seventeen-year-old boy feel?
Chapter completed!