Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

Seven days passed by in a flash.

During these seven days, the two "protagonists" who were discussed by everyone in the Kamikaze Capital, Wu Hua and Rong Shu, did not show up to speak.

No one could stop Qin Xinming's arrogance, especially since he could reach the fifteenth floor of the Tianjiao Tower with his cultivation in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. This achievement was enough to be proud of.

For a time, Qin Xinming was the most popular person.

This was accompanied by a flood of malicious speculation and gloating denigration of the disciples of Zhanming Mountain.

"There has been no response for so long. Could it be that Wu Hua's cultivation has stagnated as the rumors say? The last time I saw him take action, he seemed to be at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?"

"Wu Hua must have lost his strength, that's why he has been hiding like a turtle, not daring to show his head, and not even saying a word. How can such a coward be compared with Young Master Yan!"

"Haven't you heard about it? The second disciple of Zhanming Mountain seems to be the eldest daughter of the Lin family who ran away from home for many years. She is engaged to Young Master Yan, but she has stayed in Zhanming Mountain for many years, and lives with Wu Hua every day... Think about it, think about it carefully."

"I didn't expect Wu Hua to be so weak and have such a bad character that he even coveted Young Master Yan's fiancée! He is really not a good guy! The Rong Shu he brought with him is probably the same kind of person!"

"That Rong Shu came from a small place, and was boasted about her talent by those who didn't know the truth. In fact, she was not taken seriously in the sect in her original small place because of her poor talent and disrespect for elders. She was eventually kicked out of the sect."

"So there are such big melons..."

"..."

The evening of the seventh day.

Duan Yuyan found Rong Shu, who had been staying indoors, and handed her a jade slip. "These are what you asked me to collect. According to your request, I picked out the names of the monks who participated in the Heroes Conference and majored in swordsmanship. They are all here."

"Okay, thank you." Rong Shu read the contents of the jade slip over and over again five times until he had memorized it completely in his mind, then he threw the jade slip into the air.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of spiritual energy burst out from the palm of his hand, blasting the jade slip into pieces!

Rong Shu's expression remained calm: "I'll treat you to a meal another day."

"Hey~ No need to thank me." Duan Yuyan still had a playful smile on his face. He folded his hands and rested them on the back of his head: "If you can become famous, then as the best friend of Rong Shu, the sixth disciple of Zhanming Mountain, I can also increase my reputation~ It's mutually beneficial~"

"And think about what you are going to do, how exciting it is! I will definitely follow you! Don't leave me out!"

Hearing this, Rong Shu finally had a genuine smile on his face: "Thank you, little joke."

"You're welcome."

The two men stood facing each other, clenched their right fists, and collided with each other in mid-air.

it is more than words.

……

Rong Shu was walking on the way to Tianjiao Tower.

At this time, the sky had not yet brightened, and the Tianjiao Tower, which was crowded with people during the day, was now very empty.

Because the Tianjiao Tower has regulations that require regular maintenance and cleaning every seven days, the area would have been cleared starting from yesterday's Hai hour, and no monks would be allowed to stay here.

When Rong Shu entered the Tianjiao Tower, he saw an old man with white hair lighting a lamp, with brooms and other cleaning tools piled beside him.

"Uncle, are you responsible for sweeping the floor in the Tianjiao Tower?" Rong Shu came over and greeted him.

The old man turned his head and saw that it was this young-looking girl. He was a little surprised: "Yes."

"Old man, I see you can't handle it alone, let me help you clean the Tianjiao Tower."

The old man sweeping the floor waved his hands again and again: "Hey, kid, no need to clean the floor layer by layer. It takes a lot of effort."

"It's okay, I have plenty of strength." Rong Shu picked up the broom in the corner and started cleaning without saying a word.

Seeing this, the old man accepted it with a smile.

One old and one young, both holding brooms, swept up the floors of the Tianjiao Tower.

When he reached the top floor, the 33rd floor, Rong Shu stood on the tower, overlooking the prosperous scene of the imperial capital below, and couldn't help but sigh:

“What a beautiful view.”

"No wonder so many monks want to climb the tower. Even if it's not for fame, it's worth the trip just to see this magnificent view."

The old man came over with a broom and said, "Thank you, little kid. If you hadn't helped me clean, I wouldn't have finished all the work so early today."

"You're welcome, old man."

Rong Shu turned his head and smiled slightly:

"Because in a little while, the Tianjiao Tower will be dirty, and I can't bear it."

"..."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the old man reacted belatedly and was somewhat surprised: "You... little kid, you are not here to break into the tower too, are you?"

"No." Rong Shu shook his head, and then said the next sentence calmly:

"I'm here to climb the tower and ring the bell!"

The old man was a little stunned.

He had been sweeping the floor in Tianjiao Tower for sixty years and had never seen anyone climb the tower to ring the bell. For a moment, even his hands were shaking slightly.

It’s not fear, but excitement and excitement!

Rong Shu repeated again: "I hope the old man can help me ring the bell."

"This... This climbing up the tower and ringing the bell is not something that anyone can do. I have to ask the person in charge of the Tianjiao Tower first."

Rong Shu didn't show any surprise, he just nodded calmly: "Thank you."

The old man just took out the jade slip for the message and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Rong Shu's name, so he asked, "By the way, little kid, what's your name and where are you from?"

"My name is Rong Shu, and I am the sixth disciple of Zhanming Mountain."

……

Half an hour later.

Duan Yuyan came out of Wangxian Tower and sent a message to Rong Shu: [Everything is ready]

Then he looked up to the east.

at this time.

The morning light is dim.

The first ray of light in the eastern sky broke through the horizon, illuminating the foggy sky.

A tall tower stands quietly in the distance. Under the sunlight, only a shadow can be seen on the tower.

When the red sun rose to the top of the tower, Duan Yuyan, who was staring at the direction of Tianjiao Tower, slowly and crisply snapped his fingers!

The next second, all the newly installed sound transmission formations on the main roads of the imperial capital that Duan Yuyan had walked through were activated at the same time, transmitting every word of Rong Shu who was far away on the Tianjiao Tower in a sonorous and powerful manner.

The entire imperial capital was shocked in an instant:

"Qin Xinming of the Qinchuan family challenged Senior Brother Wuhua in public outside the Tianjiao Tower seven days ago. Senior Brother is an elder and should not bully the weak. Today, Rong Shu, the sixth disciple of Zhanming Mountain, will take the challenge on behalf of Senior Brother and is waiting for you at the Tianjiao Tower. Do you dare to fight?"

"Pei Hongyang from Wanjian Valley sent seven fellow disciples to spread rumors in the imperial capital six days ago, saying that my senior brother has lost his talent and his swordsmanship is damaged. Today, the six disciples from Zhanming Mountain are waiting for you at Tianjiao Tower. Do you dare to fight?"

"He Ziyue from the Tianheng family sent twenty family members to spread rumors and cause trouble in the imperial capital five days ago, saying that my brothers and sisters from Zhanming Mountain are incompetent and unworthy of enjoying the resources of Wenxin Academy. Today, the sixth disciple of Zhanming Mountain, Rong Shu, is waiting for you at the Tianjiao Tower. Do you dare to fight?"

"Xu Yao from the Ancient Maple Sect got drunk in Chaoyin Pavilion three days ago and insulted my senior brother 53 times. Today, I will kill Shan Rongshu and wait for you at the Tianjiao Tower. Do you dare to fight?"

"..."

"Rong Shu, the sixth disciple of Zhanming Mountain, has ascended the Tianjiao Tower to ask the sword heroes for guidance!"

"..."

The Shenfeng Imperial Capital, which had been silent all night and was revered as the "Divine Capital" by all the monks in Zhongzhou, began to boil at this moment like hot oil boiling in a hot pot.

Word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand... at an astonishing speed, most people in the imperial capital heard it clearly.

I was originally disappointed that Rong Shu and Wu Hua from Zhanming Mountain had not responded in the past seven days, but I didn't expect that there would be a sudden turn of events.

No matter how many people had mocked, belittled, disappointed, worried, or gloated over his misfortune... at this moment, everyone only had one thought in their mind.

——The show is about to begin!