Young Song: The Hidden Sword God, Han Yi and Her Child Arrive at the Door.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in the sky above Snowmoon City!

The heavy door of the Dengtian Pavilion was smashed into pieces by a single punch, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"Lei Wujie of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, Lei family! Has come to storm this place!!!"

This shout, full of energy and imbued with the pure firepower of the Thunder Gate, instantly resounded throughout half of Snow Moon City.

The once bustling streets seemed to have been put on pause at this moment.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, and countless eyes turned to look in the direction of the Ascension Pavilion.

"Holy crap? Someone's broken into the pavilion again?"

"Judging from that voice, it sounds like a hothead from the Raikage sect?"

"Hurry! Hurry! Get a seat! If you're late, you won't get a chance to watch!"

After just a moment of silence, the entire city erupted in chaos!

For the people of Snow Moon City and the wandering swordsmen, storming the Heavenly Pavilion is the greatest source of amusement besides the "Snow Moon Sword Immortal Gossip".

Every now and then, there are always some arrogant young people who want to rise to the top in one step, but most of them end up getting beaten up and thrown out.

But this did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm for watching the spectacle.

In an instant, a huge crowd surged toward the square below Dengtian Pavilion.

The owners of teahouses and taverns were extremely astute, bringing out small stools and even starting to sell melon seeds and tea, making their business incredibly booming.

……

at the same time.

Directly opposite Dengtian Pavilion, on the roof of a luxurious restaurant called "Yunshanglou".

With a wide view and facing the Dengtian Pavilion, this is arguably the best VIP viewing spot in the entire city.

Su Changqing, dressed in a blue robe, sat lazily on the roof ridge, with a plate of melon seeds, a plate of peanuts, and a pot of fine wine that he had just "borrowed" from downstairs in front of him.

Little Nuomi rode on Su Changqing's shoulders, her two short legs swinging happily. She held a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand, imitating her father, casually cracking them open.

Although most of them just bit through the skin and then spat out the saliva-covered sunflower seed kernels.

"Ptooey! This shell doesn't taste good!"

Little Nuomi spat out the sunflower seed shells in disgust.

"Silly girl, you have to peel it before you eat it."

Su Changqing smiled, peeled a seed, and fed it to his daughter, "Like this."

"Mmm! It smells so good!"

Little Nuomi's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands with joy.

Xiao Se sat speechlessly to the side, his hands tucked into his sleeves, feeling somewhat exasperated by the relaxed demeanor of the father and daughter.

He looked down at the dense crowd below, swarming like ants, and then at the red-clad fool posing at the gate, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This idiot, he actually dared to do that."

Xiao Se shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and... a barely perceptible worry.

"The Ascending Heaven Pavilion in Snow Moon City is known as the number one training ground in the world. It has a total of sixteen levels, and each level is guarded by experts. Especially the last few levels, the guardians are all elders who have entered the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm."

"With Lei Wujie's pathetic skills, he can't even beat a three-year-old. Isn't he afraid of getting beaten to death inside?"

As he spoke, he turned to Su Changqing and tentatively asked, "Sir, what level do you think he can reach?"

Which floor?

Su Changqing spat out the sunflower seed shell in his mouth, which drew a graceful arc in the air and accurately struck down a fly that was trying to steal a peanut.

"It depends on luck."

Su Changqing took a sip of wine, his eyes deep. "However, if he doesn't get beaten to death, he should be able to reach the top."

"Reached the summit?!"

Xiao Se was taken aback, thinking he had misheard.

"Sir, you're not joking, are you? That's a trip to see Li Hanyi! Even if he can get through the first fifteen levels, how could he possibly win against the Snow Moon Sword Immortal on the final level?"

"Who said you have to win to reach the top?"

Su Changqing smiled mysteriously.

"Sometimes, just being able to see the last floor alive is a victory in itself. And... there's someone waiting for him up there. This kid's lucky; that person up there is his benefactor (though also a jinx)."

Xiao Se frowned, feeling that Su Changqing's words had a hidden meaning.

Just as the two were talking.

Inside the Ascension Pavilion below, the sounds of fierce fighting could already be heard.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a series of booming gunpowder explosions, Lei Wujie's iconic red-clad figure shot upwards at an astonishing speed!

First floor, lights on!

Second floor, lights on!

……

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the light representing the passage to the next level has been shining brightly all the way up to the tenth level!

The onlookers below were dumbfounded.

"Holy crap! That fast? Is this kid born in the Year of the Monkey?"

"The Raikkon gunpowder is really powerful! Is it going to explode its way up the mountain?"

"Judging by this momentum, they might actually make it past the fifteenth floor!"

Hearing the gasps of amazement from below, Xiao Se couldn't help but be moved: "This fool, he really doesn't let us down at crucial moments. It seems he was spurred on by Xiao Nuomi just now, and performed exceptionally well."

"That's right."

Su Changqing laughed.

"If he doesn't improve after being beaten by a three-year-old, then he shouldn't be called Lei Wujie anymore; he should be called Lei Wunao instead. This kid's potential is actually greater than you think."

As they were talking, Lei Wujie had already passed the twelfth floor.

The lights were flashing at an undiminished speed.

however.

Just when everyone thought Lei Wujie would rush up in one go...

Su Changqing suddenly stopped eating sunflower seeds.

He raised his hand, pointed to the window on the thirteenth floor, and his tone became playful.

"That's about it."

"He's going to get beaten up on the next level. Because the gatekeeper is a gambler."