Chapter 53: The Secret of the Six Numbers! (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

  Hundreds of people in the square, at this moment, each one is focused on staring at those nine statues, and the ranking on each one is the same. When they look at them separately, there are murmurs of discussion rising up.

  Sometimes they would exclaim in surprise at the sudden rise of a certain ranking, and sometimes they would lament over someone who was clearly on top but had fallen.

  This grand ceremony, it can be said that the competition within the mountain is secondary, the focus of attention is all here. The hundreds of people in this place, although not the majority are from the Wind Sough tribe, but there are also many from other tribes, it can be said that almost all the surrounding tribes have someone here.

  They will announce the ranking of these three passes after returning to their respective tribes and let everyone know.

  This is the convention, it has been so in previous years.

  As time slowly passed by, Ye Wang, who was in the first place, showed that he had walked to the 345th step and gradually slowed down.

  After the Chen Chong, closely followed by continuous, showing that walked to the one hundred and eighty-ninth step, as for the much-anticipated Ou Sen, it was unexpectedly ranked ninth, with only one hundred and twenty-seven steps.

  It was rather that person called Bi Su who attracted high attention on the square, he ranked third, displaying one hundred and eighty-eight steps!

  "Who is this Bi Suo after all, how can he be so formidable!! Could it be that in this first trial, this person will emerge unbeaten!!"

  "This time it's interesting, it's been a long time since an outsider broke into the top ten, and even the top thirty have not seen such a scene many times."

  In the midst of everyone's discussion, the chief of the Black Mountain clan, Da Han, sat cross-legged staring at the ranking on a nearby stone statue, with a hint of a pleased smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept over to the Wushan clan.

  Wushan Department is in a place, the mountain is sitting with his knees closed, not even looking at the ranking with his eyes closed, as if he has no interest in this at all. As for the first place, he frowned, seemingly anxious.

  He looked at the ranking on the statue next to him, found Beiling in 57th place, Leichen in 73rd place, and Wula in 91st place.

  The old woman of the Wulon Department, as well as several other tribesmen, were also staring intently at this moment, and most of them didn't notice much change in their expressions. As the leader of the tribe, they could basically hide their emotions, unless there was a major accident, otherwise it would rarely show intense fluctuations that people could see. As for the leader of the Wushan Department, if it wasn't for Beiling, he wouldn't have shown that hint of anxiety.

  Unlike the hundreds of people discussing and watching on the square, at this moment, on the more than 100 steps of the small road inside the giant mountain, each participant in this first trial has a feeling as if the entire mountain peak is only for oneself.

  That thick fog not only obscured their line of sight, but also made it impossible for the outside world to see inside. Even Feng Xueyan, who was known for his exceptional eyesight, couldn't penetrate the sealed fog that had formed, and he couldn't clearly see what was happening inside.

  However, there is no danger here after all, such a trial has been conducted too many times.

  Bai Ling bit her lower lip, sweat dripping from her forehead, as she walked step by step upwards. The stairs ahead seemed endless, like a distant and boundless expanse that made one feel lost when walking on them. This, combined with the increasingly intense pressure that came with ascending higher, gave people an overwhelming sense of rejection, as if countless voices were whispering in their ears, urging them to give up.

  Not far from Bailing, Leichen let out a low growl, and he even tore open his beast skin shirt, revealing his strong upper body. The sweat on his body made him look ferocious in his fatigue, as he walked step by step upwards, his eyes revealing madness and obsession.

  Far away, Beiling's face was pale. He had given a lot of blood from his brow to Wusen in recent days, and his body was already weak. According to the agreement, he would get that strand of barbaric blood from Wusen at the third pass, but now he was very apprehensive, unsure if the agreement would still go as planned.

  Gritting his teeth, Beilong didn't want to lose completely, but instead took a step forward, carrying the pride he had in the Wushan tribe.

  Compared to their hardships, the most dazzling Tianjiao Ye Wang of the Wind Pavilion tribe in red clothes was much more at ease. He walked with his hands behind his back, step by step, neither fast nor slow, towards the upper level. This staircase, he had not walked for the first time, it was the third time!

  He clearly remembered that he had walked over 800 steps the second time, and this time his goal was 900!

  "Grandfather said that this mountain looks very high, but it only has 999 steps. Its construction contains a kind of strange power, which seems to be able to change the changes in heaven and earth."

  "How far one can walk also reflects, from the side, the number of blood lines that ultimately cultivate."

  "I'll have to eat less from now on, sigh... I must eat less..." On a small path behind Ye Wang's back, Chen Chong panted heavily, muttering to himself as he walked upwards. His body was slightly chubby, and as he moved, it seemed like the flesh was trembling, but in his eyes, there was a flash of sharpness. He glanced at the token in his hand, and when he stared at it thoughtfully, he could see all the rankings inside. He knew that someone named Bi Su was right behind him!!

  In a farther place, the young man of the Black Mountain tribe, dressed in black animal hide and pretending to be mysterious, was calm and composed at this moment, as if these steps were still far from being too serious for him.

  "This is my first time coming here, if I didn't come then so be it. Since I've come, whether it's Ou Sen or Chen Chong, even Ye Wang, they must all retreat for me!"

  "This time, I will let everyone know that I, Bi Su, am the greatest in all eight directions! The young man who covered half of his face had a hint of madness in his eyes."

  Compared with these people, Su Ming was already far behind at this moment. He walked very slowly and had only reached the 32nd step so far.

  Even at the thirty-second step, Su Ming did not continue to move forward, but instead lowered his head in contemplation. He gazed at the steps beneath his feet, and his eyes gradually began to gleam with a hint of inspiration.

  "Grandpa once said six digits... The first digit is thirty-two... Could it be the thirty-second step of this staircase!" Su Ming pondered, slowly lifted his foot and walked towards the thirty-third step. After stepping down, he didn't feel anything unusual, standing on the thirty-second step, as if suppressing something.

  "There's nothing unusual here... it's the same... " Su Ming furrowed his brow and stepped onto the thirty-fourth step, but just as his right foot landed, he suddenly felt a violent jolt.

  "Same... same... no!" He closed his eyes, his right foot landed on the thirty-fourth step, carefully feeling the faintly emerging sense of oppression.

  Then he opened his eyes, quickly retreated a few steps back to the thirty-first place, lifted his foot and stepped on the thirty-second, thirty-third. At this moment, Su Ming's eyes showed bright light, taking a deep breath.

  "It turns out that between the thirty-first and thirty-third steps, there will be an increase in pressure, but only the thirty-second step is peculiar. Standing there, whether you move forward or backward, you will feel the same pressure, as if... the thirty-second step does not exist, and even if this thirty-second step did not exist, everything would still be normal."

  After a moment's thought, Su Ming stopped moving forward and instead sat down cross-legged at the thirty-second location, feeling the two kinds of pressure from above and below slowly pressing in on him, making his body feel uncomfortable as more than forty blood lines appeared on his skin.

  As soon as these bloodlines appeared, the oppressive feeling that Su Ming had been sensing was immediately alleviated by a lot. If one didn't observe carefully, it would be very difficult to detect.

  "On most of the steps on this mountain, you can feel two kinds of pressure, one from above and one from the remaining pressure from behind... Only these thirty-two places can balance the pressure from top to bottom... The six numbers Ah Guang told me must represent the six such places on this mountain!"

  "Perhaps this was what Grandfather experienced when he participated in the Wind Zhen tribe's great trial back then, it's his secret..." Su Ming sat cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes, circulating the blood lines within his body. After a moment, Su Ming opened his eyes and furrowed his brow.

  He didn't feel any benefits at all, even if he had circulated his blood and energy, it was as usual, seemingly without any change.

  Lost in thought, Su Ming still couldn't think of a reason, but he understood that Grandfather would never say something without cause, and there must be some secret he hadn't discovered yet.

  But... Su Ming rubbed his head, he had been used to Grandma's way of speaking since childhood, letting him think for himself and figure it out, if he really didn't understand, then Grandma would rarely tell him the answer.

  After thinking for a moment, Su Ming let out a sigh and looked at the forty-nine blood lines that had appeared on his body. These blood lines allowed him to ignore the pressure of the place he was in now.

  "Grandpa, too... why not just tell me directly?... Sigh, what secrets are hidden here?..." Su Ming was unwilling to give up and continued sitting there, deep in thought.

  "Oppression... uniform oppression... originally, one could feel the existence of this oppression, but sitting here, under that oppression, the blood in the body would flow faster, and a natural resistance would emerge... This..." Su Ming's heart suddenly stirred, his mind flashing with inspiration, but he vaguely felt as if he couldn't grasp it.

  He opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath, and looked down at the forty-nine blood lines on his body.

  "Was it not the words of Old Man that contained a secret, telling me how to control the blood lines on my body, letting them disperse one by one like when they appeared... And also because of this balance of power, like an external force, making something impossible possible here..." Su Ming's body shook.

  "The purpose of doing so is to make me more agile than anyone else in controlling the bloodline, with one punch, I can control the amount of bloodline, and make every punch contain enough power without wasting too much...” Su Ming subconsciously licked his lips, closed his eyes, and silently tried to manipulate the bloodlines on his body, making them reverse and not scatter completely, but only scatter one.

  This is difficult!

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