I cultivate the Chaos Technique

Chapter 81 The Heavenly Tower Recognizes Its Master

Zhang Yifan knelt beside Lin Qingzhu, his hands trembling as he gently embraced her body, his heart sinking into a cold abyss.

His body was completely empty, as if all his strength had been drained away, leaving only endless self-blame and regret.

"Second Senior Sister...it's my fault...I failed to protect you."

He muttered to himself, his tone full of self-reproach.

He had promised to protect her for life, but now she lay in his arms, her face as pale as snow, her breath weak, as if she might turn to dust at any moment. His fingertips gently brushed her face, his heart aching as if cut by a knife, and not even a tear could fall from this numb pain.

A deathly silence returned, and the chill of the black-robed man's disappearance lingered in the air, like an invisible curse weighing on Zhang Yifan's heart.

In that instant, he felt that only he and Lin Qingzhu remained in the world, and everything else became blurry and meaningless.

However, in this deathly silence, a deep and majestic voice slowly rang out, seemingly coming from the depths of the Heavenly Tower, carrying an echo as if from ancient times, shaking Zhang Yifan's mind.

"Challenger, you have successfully passed the ninth level of the Heavenly Tower and defeated the evil spirits suppressed within. From this day forward, you are the master of the Heavenly Tower."

Zhang Yifan was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping around, trying to find the source of the sound, but he only saw the empty Heavenly Tower, cold and magnificent.

The voice seemed to come from the void, carrying an undeniable majesty and respect.

However, Zhang Yifan felt no joy at all; instead, his eyes were downcast, and his heart was filled with bitter self-mockery.

"So what if I became the master of the Heavenly Tower... I couldn't even protect the most important person in my life."

He murmured softly, his expression desolate. He no longer cared about the origin of the voice, feeling that his existence was utterly meaningless.

If he can't even save Lin Qingzhu's life, what's the point of him becoming the tower master?

The voice, however, did not stop. As if sensing the deep pain and despair in his heart, it rang out again, with a hint of gentleness in its tone:

"There is a Xuanbing Coffin inside the Heavenly Annihilation Tower, which can temporarily lock up this girl's soul and preserve a glimmer of hope for her. As long as you can find the Seven Treasures Resurrection Pill, you can give her a new life."

Zhang Yifan's heart skipped a beat, and a faint light flickered in his eyes.

The Xuanbing Coffin... could temporarily lock up her soul? He slowly lowered his head, staring at Lin Qingzhu's pale face, his heart churning with intense struggle.

The Seven Treasures Resurrection Pill is a legendary medicine that can bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bones. It is extremely rare in the world, and even a lifetime is not enough to find it.

Even if it truly exists, he doesn't know when he'll find it... At this moment, his hope and despair are intertwined, and his eyes are filled with pain.

But then, a familiar and aged voice suddenly rang in his mind. The deep voice seemed to have traveled through distant time and space, carrying an unshakable comfort and firmness. It was his master, Li Taixu.

“Yifan, Tianjue Tower is right. The only way to save Qingzhu is with the Seven Treasures Rejuvenation Pill. But given her current condition, she probably won’t last until you find the pill. Only the Ice Sealing Technique can lock her soul and prolong her life.” Li Taixu’s voice was full of composure, as if it had awakened Zhang Yifan’s doubts.

"Master..."

Zhang Yifan murmured softly, a surge of excitement welling up inside him.

He knew that his master would never make promises lightly, and since Li Taixu had also suggested it, this might be the only way out.

"But...won't doing this mean Qingzhu will never wake up again?"

Zhang Yifan still had some doubts, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He knew what the Ice Seal Technique meant: it meant freezing her life and soul in that moment, plunging her into an eternal slumber from which she could never awaken.

Li Taixu's voice was calm yet firm, soothing Zhang Yifan's soul like a ray of sunshine.

"Don't worry, as long as her soul doesn't dissipate, she has a chance to wake up. It's better to hold onto this sliver of life than to let her soul completely vanish. If you truly want to save her, you must make up your mind."

Zhang Yifan fell silent, looking down at Lin Qingzhu's quiet face.

She seemed to be asleep, her eyes slightly closed, her expression peaceful, yet carrying a hint of vulnerability that broke his heart.

His hands gently stroked her cheeks, his heart filled with deep reluctance and struggle.

He never imagined he would face such a choice, placing her in ice and waiting for that faint hope.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be torn in two. On one side was reason, telling him that this was the only way; on the other side was his deep reluctance, as if this freezing was a final farewell.

But he could never let her go.

The thought that she would do anything for him, even risk her life to protect him, made it impossible for him to hesitate or back down.

"Qingzhu, I swear, no matter how difficult it is, I will never give up on you."

Zhang Yifan spoke softly, his voice revealing a firm yet gentle strength.

He took a deep breath, slowly nodded toward the unseen voice, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination:

“Alright, I am willing to accept the Heavenly Annihilation Tower’s contract of recognition and use the Mystic Ice Coffin to preserve her soul.”

As Zhang Yifan made his decision, the authoritative voice seemed to carry a hint of relief and satisfaction, and slowly said:

"The master's command is the little tower's command. The Xuanbing Coffin will lock this girl's soul and sustain her life with Xuanbing Qi. When the Seven Treasures Rejuvenation Pill arrives, she will be reborn."

As the words fell, a bright blue light emerged from the void, shining down on Zhang Yifan like cool starlight.

The light gradually coalesced into a small, ancient tower, its body simple yet majestic, radiating a rich spiritual aura, as if containing boundless power.

Zhang Yifan stared at the Heavenly Tower in his hand, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

This tower not only symbolizes power and strength, but also embodies his redemption and hope for Lin Qingzhu.

However, the weight of this hope was almost suffocating him. He knew that from this moment on, he had to fight for her chance of survival and shoulder this inescapable responsibility.

"Little Tower, take me to the place where the Mystic Ice Coffin is located."

Zhang Yifan spoke in a low voice, but his eyes revealed an unwavering determination.

His decision has been made, and he will not back down, no matter how thorny the future may be.

The Heavenly Tower trembled slightly, and blue light enveloped Zhang Yifan and Lin Qingzhu's bodies, then teleported them to a cold and gloomy space within the tower.

The chill all around seemed to freeze time. Zhang Yifan felt the air was filled with a bone-chilling cold, and the ground beneath his feet was covered with frost. The glistening frost flowers reflected a blue light, bringing an eerie sense of tranquility.

Before him stood a pure and translucent ice coffin, its body shimmering with a deep blue light, as if forged from the purest ice in the world.

A faint chill permeated the air around the ice coffin, as if it could freeze all the temperature in the world and seal life and death within it.

Zhang Yifan took a deep breath and gently placed Lin Qingzhu's body into the ice coffin, his heart filled with endless reluctance and pain.

His hands trembled slightly, his eyes were slightly red, and his gaze revealed a deep sorrow.

Although it was the best choice, he still felt an indescribable sorrow, as if letting go meant saying goodbye forever.

As he released his grip, the blue light from the ice coffin gradually enveloped Lin Qingzhu's body, completely enveloping her. The chilling aura swirled around her, locking her soul in place and freezing her life at that moment.

Her face lay quietly in the ice coffin, as if she were simply asleep, peaceful, but it made Zhang Yifan feel extremely heartbroken.

Zhang Yifan gazed silently at her in the ice coffin, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

The road ahead is destined to be long and uncertain, but he has already made his decision: even at the cost of everything, he will find the Seven Treasures Rejuvenation Pill to save her life.

"Little Tower..."

Zhang Yifan spoke softly, his voice carrying a hint of pleading.

"I will fulfill my contract with the Heavenly Annihilation Tower, but please protect her until I find the Seven Treasures Resurrection Pill."

The Heavenly Tower trembled slightly, as if responding to him silently. A faint blue light lingered around the ice coffin, as if making a promise to him.

Zhang Yifan reached out and gently touched the chill emanating from the ice coffin, silently making a vow in his heart.