Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Yinyin climbed dozens of steps without blushing or panting. As she stepped onto a new step, the illusion around her vanished, and a powerful pressure descended upon her.

She realized that a new test had begun.

Yinyin finally turned around and looked back. Qi Tianyuan was still about twenty levels away from her and hadn't moved.

Yinyin sat down under pressure, waiting for Qi Tianyuan to come back to his senses from the illusion.

"Junior Sister," Qi Tianyuan's eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of confusion, "how did you end up here?"

Yinyin rested her chin on her hand: "If I'm not here, where should I be?"

"Or rather, where do you feel you are?"

Qi Tianyuan snapped out of his daze and said with a wry smile, "It was my mistake. I shouldn't have asked such a question."

"Just now in the illusion, I returned to the village where I was born and saw many familiar people."

While Yin Yin hesitated about whether to say a few words of comfort to him, Qi Tianyuan had already quickly adjusted his mindset, climbed several steps, and walked to Yin Yin's side.

Despite the oppressive aura, he didn't even flinch, simply saying to Yin Yin, "Junior Sister, let's go quickly."

Yinyin got up and followed him upstairs.

These steps are like the legendary trial staircases that are essential for joining a cultivation sect. They didn't have this experience when they first joined the sect, but now they've made up for it from elsewhere.

The higher they climbed, the stronger the pressure they felt, until one point they could hardly move an inch.

However, it was Qi Tianyuan who found it difficult to move an inch. Although Yin Yin felt a bit tired, her steps were as light as before.

Qi Tianyuan attributed the difference to Yin Yin's ability to use spiritual power.

However, in the end, he instructed Yin Yin: "If you encounter other people later, Junior Sister, you must not reveal that you can still use spiritual power."

"At least until we find out what's going on here, don't tell anyone about this, lest something dangerous happens."

Yinyin sensed Qi Tianyuan's apprehension and wariness towards his companions, and agreed.

For Yu Yinyin, the most difficult part of these steps was not the sudden appearance of someone calling "Your Highness," nor the luxurious treasures, but the steps themselves.

There are so many steps, it's really tiring to walk up them.

Yinyin simply gave up and sat down on the ground again.

After walking for so long, with no end in sight, Yinyin still took out the Flying Rocking Horse.

"Tianyuan, do you want one? I think I have a flying carpet."

"Yes," Qi Tianyuan, who had suddenly lost his spiritual power and returned to being an ordinary person, would be even more tired than Yin Yin. Since he could use a means of transportation, why not?

With the right tools at their disposal, the two finally saw a glimmer of hope a quarter of an hour later.

Light in a physical sense.

Yinyin and her companion flew out from the light, and coincidentally, it was the temple where they had entered.

"After all that going around in circles, we've ended up back here," Yin Yin sighed. "What were we supposed to call all those experiences we went through before?"

"Are you just bored and making fun of us?"

Qi Tianyuan returned to the ground, and in the sunlight, he gave a faint smile.

Behind them, the door was pushed open from the outside.

The two looked over together and saw a man dressed in a tailcoat, very formally dressed, but with his face painted white, standing against the light in the doorway.

"Congratulations to you two, you were the first to come out."

"Now is the time to choose the treasure."

The man raised his hands, palms up.

"Would you prefer this gold box or this silver box?"

Yinyin spoke up, "There are clearly two of us, but you only gave us one choice. What, are you looking down on us?"

Qi Tianyuan also gripped the sword hilt, ready to draw his sword if Qi Tianyuan dared to nod.

The man in the tuxedo feigned fear, but his eyes held a hint of disdain: "In that case, you can have both of them."

"The bigger the choice you make, the greater the risk you take. See you in a bit."

After saying that, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

"I'll go open it," Qi Tianyuan said, fearing there might be something wrong with the box he had left behind, and went ahead first.

"Don't use your hands," Yin Yin said. "We're already out, can't you use your spiritual power to open it?"

Qi Tianyuan had actually forgotten about this matter and immediately circulated his spiritual power.

"Something's not right," Qi Tianyuan frowned, "We can't use spiritual power. Is this really where we came from?"

"Then step back and let me do it," Yin Yin said, channeling her spiritual power to open the silver box first.

“There’s a pen and gold ink inside,” Qi Tianyuan checked. “Nothing’s wrong with it, but there’s nothing else either.”

Yinyin did the same thing again and opened the golden box.

There was only one sheet of paper.

Qi Tianyuan opened it, glanced at it, and then fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yin Yin leaned closer and took a look: "Only by defeating the god who descended from the heavens can you receive the reward?"

Yinyin thought of the piece of paper with the rules written on it.

"Is this a matter of us creating a god for ourselves and then defeating him?"

Her expression turned somewhat pale: "Luckily, we took both boxes."

If you only choose one of them, then it's probably gone.

The rules in the golden box are a continuation of the rules they had seen before.

The items in the paint box were essential for them to paint the faces of the gods.

Without the silver box, they cannot paint the features of the gods, and they will probably be trapped here.

Without the golden box, when that divine general's gods launch their attack, they'll be fleeing in disarray, not even knowing what's going on.

"Junior Sister, do you know any deities who are not very powerful but are kind-hearted?"

Yinyin considered for a moment: "Yes, there are, but no matter how kind a god is, he is still a god."

"If his abilities are diminished after the divine descent, that's fine. But if they aren't, who can the two of us at the Nascent Soul stage deal with?"

“Then let’s start with the smallest deity,” Qi Tianyuan said. “I’m afraid we have no other choice. If we don’t draw them… who knows what unknown things we might be facing?”

"That man just said he'd see you in a bit."

Yinyin sighed, picked up her brush and ink, walked to the statue, bowed, apologized, and then began to paint.

Yinyin first drew a man-made god from a small place. She had seen the statue of the god before, so her brushstrokes were very smooth.

"Alright," Yin Yin said, putting down her pen and preparing to dodge, when she saw the gold ink that had been on the face of the statue begin to drip down.

Yinyin quickly used her magic to guide them back into the bottle.

Looking up again, the face of the statue was still as smooth and new as ever.

"Alright, alright, we'll be waiting for you here."