Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

On the second level, Qin Le was slowly and deliberately poking at the thirteenth wave of Chaos Beasts with his spear.

At this moment, Nuwa's voice echoed in his mind, her tone filled with undisguised confusion:

"Why are you... so bored?"

Qin Le paused, wondering to himself, "How am I bored?"

"What you've comprehended is the Great Dao of Spacetime, not the Great Dao of Time." Nuwa's tone revealed a hint of exasperation: "Where's space? Did you eat space?"

After watching for more than two hours, she really couldn't hold back anymore.

Qin Le, that kid, actually just used a long spear to slowly and leisurely poke at the immobilized Chaos Beasts, without using any of his spatial abilities in the fight.

Qin Le: "...!"

He froze, then slapped his forehead, an embarrassed blush instantly spreading across his face.

"Um... I forgot by accident," he replied weakly in his mind, feeling his cheeks burning.

Only after Nuwa reminded him did he suddenly realize—oh right, I also have spatial abilities!

Normally, I'm so busy using the space to travel, defend, and store things that I've subconsciously forgotten all its wonderful uses in battle.

This is truly... incredibly embarrassing.

Fortunately, only Nuwa saw it; if this had spread, she would have been laughed at for years.

"Little Lele." Nuwa's voice carried a hint of amusement, yet also a touch of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and a touch of melancholy): "You really are... completely without pressure."

She was speechless at Qin Le's lack of initiative in developing spatial combat skills, but she also understood.

It wasn't that he couldn't think of it, but rather that he lacked that sense of urgency.

If it were one of those celestial beings in the heavens who are constantly on the verge of life and death, they would have already mastered the art of manipulating spatial abilities. They wouldn't be like him, guarding a treasure mountain and using it like an ordinary stone.

But who told this kid to be so determined to curry favor with someone powerful?

With her around, he naturally didn't have the pressure to become stronger to survive, so it was understandable that he was a bit lazy.

"Isn't it because...you're here?" Qin Le was embarrassed, but still spoke with a straight face.

He had a sudden thought and stopped using the gun.

The surrounding space rippled slightly, creating invisible waves.

The next second, the remaining six Chaos Beasts, still frozen in time, simultaneously and silently developed a neat, penetrating wound in the center of their heads.

Immediately, their corpses were enveloped by a gentle spatial force and instantly transported to the edge of the tower chamber, where they were neatly stacked.

There's no need for Nuwa to teach him specific methods; just reminding him to use them is enough for him to apply them in other ways and develop corresponding applications.

Immediately afterwards, a new wave of Chaos Beasts materialized and appeared.

This time, Qin Le didn't even bother to take the weapon and simply put it back into his storage ring.

Space is divided by intention.

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A dozen or so Chaos Beasts that had just appeared and hadn't even had a chance to make a move had a smooth, mirror-like cut appear on their necks, their heads separating from their bodies, and they crashed to the ground.

Qin Le stood still, without moving an inch.

Stab with a gun?

So tiring.

"That's more like it." Nuwa's voice rang out with satisfaction, but she couldn't help but add insult to injury: "The way you fought just now... was absolutely stupid."

"Stop talking, Mother Nuwa." Qin Le covered her face with her hands, wishing she could dig a hole and disappear right then and there. "I've come to realize... just how stupid I was."

Well, another dark chapter in history, still firmly in Nuwa's hands.

I feel like I'll never be able to turn the tables on Nuwa in this lifetime.

"Oh dear, it's alright," Nuwa's voice was full of delighted laughter. "This is all the path you came from, isn't it? Who hasn't made a fool of themselves?"

Clearly, successfully uncovering yet another of Qin Le's embarrassing pasts put her in a great mood.

Qin Le: "..."

He sighed, knowing full well that there was nothing he could do about this mother.

With nowhere to vent his anger and shame, he finally decided to take his anger out on the Chaos Beast.

Perhaps driven by a burning desire, the subsequent pace of progress was astonishingly fast.

The spatial cutting, like an invisible blade, silently swept through the chaotic beast horde, far more efficient than the previous thrusting with a gun.

In less than an hour, the last wave of Chaos Beasts on the second level had been completely annihilated.

"Little Lele," Nuwa's teasing voice rang out at the right moment, "The way you took your anger out on the Chaos Beast... was really cute."

Immediately, Qin Le's mind uncontrollably replayed the scene of himself just moments before, with a stern face, silently and frantically grinding monsters...

Qin Le: "…………"

How embarrassing! So embarrassing!

"Mother Nuwa," he said, finally losing his temper, and tried to negotiate, "Name your terms... what will it take for you to delete these 'records'?"

How long has it been since they boarded here?

Our archive of embarrassing historical materials is about to overflow!

He felt that if he didn't clear some of them out, he would never be able to escape Nuwa's clutches in his lifetime.

"Hehe~" Nuwa chuckled smugly, her tone resolute: "I won't delete it."

Delete? How could that be! This is Qin Le's precious dark history... cough, it's his valuable journey from which he came!

Qin Le: "..."

His face showed utter despair, filled with a wistful anxiety about the future.

With a long sigh, Qin Le composed himself and turned to leave the Tower of Babel.

The third layer?

He lost interest in continuing.

Whether you can beat them or not, clearing the first two levels is enough to secure a spot in the top 100; there's no need to waste any more time.

After sitting quietly on a bench in the plaza outside the tower for more than half an hour to calm his complicated emotions, Qin Le finally got up and headed to the cafeteria.

After getting their food, they met up with Chen Yun, Chu Xiaonan, and a few other dining companions and sat down.

Wang Zhiheng picked up a piece of meat and asked curiously, "Qin Le, did you... go to challenge the Tower of Babel this afternoon?"

These words drew curious glances from the others.

"Mm." Qin Le took a bite of rice and nodded. "Go get a reward. It's free, might as well take it."

The group suddenly realized.

Chen Yun immediately chuckled and leaned closer: "Can I borrow it?"

"Sure," Qin Le readily agreed. "I'll transfer it directly to you and Chu Xiaonan later."

The others smiled and had no objections.

It's common knowledge that Chen Yun's scientific research consumes a lot of resources, and besides, he and Qin Le have been friends since childhood, so they no longer care about such things.

Chu Xiaonan's path of body cultivation also consumes an astonishing amount of resources.

Moreover, it's Qin Le's freedom to give his credits to whomever he wants.

At this moment, Li Yanran's eyes lit up, and she asked expectantly, "So this afternoon... are you going to be the 'defender' again?"

Upon hearing this, several pairs of eyes on the table turned to Qin Le, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Not only the other students, but even these few close friends of Qin Le had never truly witnessed Qin Le's combat abilities.

They only knew that he had been specially trained by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and that he had comprehended the immortal arts of time and space, but they were equally curious about what it would be like to actually fight him.

"Yes." Qin Le swallowed his food and smiled, "Why not take the free credits?"

Luo Qiuyue glanced at the people at the table and suggested, "Then... shall we go take a look together this afternoon?"

"We absolutely have to go!"

"How could we miss this!"

"Um."

"..."

Several people responded enthusiastically. This was Qin Le's debut performance, and they couldn't miss it.

Seeing the expectant expressions on his friends' faces, Qin Le smiled and gave them a heads-up:

"Don't get your hopes up too high. My fight... might not be that 'exciting'."

"Huh? Why?" Lu Qingshuang asked, puzzled.

"It's too complicated to explain." Qin Le shook his head, a hint of mystery in his smile: "Wait a minute... you'll see for yourselves."

He figured that in the afternoon's challenge, he might not even have to lift a finger; he could just stand there and send all the challengers off the stage.

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