Of course, Chu Zhan didn't know what Wang Haoran was thinking. After he agreed, he immediately wanted to arrange a place for them to stay.
However, before he could say anything, the First Elder spoke first.
"Sect Master, you're injured. Let me arrange this."
Then, without waiting for Chu Zhan's agreement, he walked directly to Wang Haoran and expressed his sincerity.
Chu Zhan was naturally displeased.
However, he didn't argue with the First Elder. Anyway, he just wanted Wang Haoran to stay and use this time to enlighten Chu Tian.
However, Chu Zhan didn't understand. No matter how he persuaded, Chu Tian wouldn't agree.
The First Elder soon left with Wang Haoran and Yun Churan.
Chu Tian immediately called a doctor over to treat his father.
The result was that Chu Zhan needed more than a month to fully recover.
After hearing this, Chu Tian gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His hatred for Wang Haoran grew infinitely.
"Tian 'er, it's nothing. He just needs to recuperate for a while." Chu Zhan sensed his son's mood and immediately expressed that it was fine. He wanted to comfort him and then reminded him,
"That person is from an ancient sect. He's definitely not someone we can afford to offend. Don't be rash."
Chu Tian was secretly disdainful.
So what if he was from an ancient sect? He had seen the battle between Immortals and Gods. The scene of the stars collapsing and the galaxy reversing was still fresh in his mind.
The black tower that the two Immortals were fighting over was definitely not an ordinary thing.
If he could find a way to open it, he wouldn't have to be afraid of an ancient sect.
That person slapped him, injured his father, and even seduced his fiancée.
He had to take revenge no matter what.
And that mysterious black tower might be his only hope of turning things around.
"Father, I know what I'm doing. Have a good rest," Chu Tian replied calmly. After sending Chu Zhan to his room, he went to the sect's library.
There were many strange books in the library, and Chu Tian tried to find a way to open the black tower.
After arriving at the library, Chu Tian immediately flipped through the books.
However, what Chu Tian didn't notice was that someone was staring at him from far away.
This person was undoubtedly Wang Haoran.
The reason why Wang Haoran chose to stay in the Seven Stars Sect was that he wanted to use his X-ray vision to observe Chu Tian's next move so that he could intercept Chu Tian's opportunity.
Moreover, he could do it without anyone noticing.
After all, Wang Haoran was in his room. No one would have thought that he was watching Chu Tian's movements.
Chu Tian diligently flipped through the ancient books and saw many strange methods, such as burning with fire, soaking in water, and so on.
Putting down the book, Chu Tian was filled with inspiration as he quickly left the Hidden Book Pavilion.
He seemed to be preparing to try it out.
However, Wang Haoran felt that these methods that Chu Tian saw were all useless.
Usually, the triggering of this kind of treasure was mostly an accident. Instead, it was triggered by the classic method of 'dripping blood to recognize the owner'.
Wang Haoran guessed that Chu Tian had tried the methods that he saw in the ancient books and found that they were useless. Then, he was furious and accidentally cut his finger. His blood dripped on the treasure and made it recognize him as its owner.
It seemed that the author who built the novel world with Chu Tian as the protagonist was really wishy-washy.
Wouldn't it be better to let Chu Tian drip blood to recognize him as its owner? Why did he have to go through so much trouble?
Moreover, in the main plot, this matter was deliberately arranged after the engagement was annulled.
However, Wang Haoran was quite happy about this.
This was because if not, how could he have the chance to intercept the opportunity?
While he was thinking, Chu Tian quickly returned to his room. He took out a black tower that was about a foot tall from under the bed. Then, he wrapped it in a cloth and left the room.
Chu Tian quietly went to the back mountain of the Seven Stars Sect and prepared to try the method in the ancient books.
First, he burned it.
However, just as Chu Tian was about to pick up firewood, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and fainted on the ground.
Wang Haoran squatted down and picked up the black tower that was wrapped in a cloth from Chu Tian's body.
On the surface, the black tower seemed ordinary.
However, Wang Haoran, who knew many tricks, knew that the more ordinary something was, the more amazing it was.
Nevertheless, Wang Haoran did not immediately drip his blood to make it recognize him as its owner. Instead, he found another quiet place in the back mountain and used his spiritual Qi to build a formation to isolate himself from the outside world.
When he let the treasure recognize him as its owner, he did not know what would happen. For example, he might faint during the process.
If he fainted for too long and Chu Tian woke up before him, he might be killed instead.
Of course, Wang Haoran wanted to avoid this kind of thing.
He stayed inside the formation to avoid being disturbed by creatures from the outside world.
Only then did Wang Haoran use his spiritual Qi to cut his finger and drip his blood on the black tower.
The blood touched the black tower and quickly sank into it.
At the next moment, the black tower emitted a light.
At first, it was only some scattered light but as more blood entered, the light became brighter.
When the light emitted to a certain extent, the black tower turned into a stream of light and suddenly entered between Wang Haoran's eyebrows.
[Ding, the host intercepted the main character's opportunity and obtained 20000 villain points. Chu Tian protagonist aura -1000. Host villain aura + 1000!]
Wang Haoran only felt a swelling pain in his head and his consciousness gradually fell asleep.
When he woke up, he found that the sky was already dark.
Wang Haoran rejoiced, secretly thinking that he had seen many tricks and had foresight.
If he really dripped his blood in front of Chu Tian just now, he would be in big trouble.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Wang Haoran felt some changes in his body.
Soon, Wang Haoran found that in his mind, or more accurately, in his sea of consciousness.
In his sea of consciousness, the mysterious black tower quietly floated, emitting a mysterious light.
As expected, the treasure still needed this method of dripping blood to recognize its owner.
Wang Haoran only felt that this treasure had taken root in his sea of consciousness and had already become a part of him.
Communicating with the black tower, Wang Haoran quickly obtained some information related to the black tower.
This information was not much, but it showed that this black tower's origin was extremely awesome!
The black tower was called the Heaven Splitting Tower, and it was a natural treasure that accompanied this universe!
Wang Haoran was overjoyed. With a thought, he quickly entered the first level of the black tower.
Entering the black tower could not only be done with one's consciousness but also with one's body.
After Wang Haoran entered the black tower, his figure directly disappeared from the real world.
The black tower itself turned into a speck of dust.
This speck of dust, even a tribulation passing celestial venerable would not be able to detect.
In other words, with this black tower, as long as one's consciousness was not controlled by a celestial venerable, one could enter the black tower with a thought.
Even a celestial venerable could not do anything to Wang Haoran. This was simply an excellent life-saving skill.
Wang Haoran was happy for a while, and then he began to study the black tower.
The black tower had a total of 10 levels. Including Dao Integration, it seemed to correspond to the 10 great realms of cultivation.
Wang Haoran could only enter the first level now. After crossing the Qi Refinement stage, he could unlock the second level, and so on.
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