Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

The bottom floor of the cultivation tower has only nine rooms, the second floor has fourteen rooms, and the third floor has twenty rooms. Only inner disciples can enter these three floors, but the top three outer disciples also have the right to enter as long as they have enough contribution points.

The seven floors above each have twenty-five rooms, and the contribution points required for a day's cultivation on each floor are considerable.

Each floor of the cultivation tower has a hall, surrounded by rooms, but there are not always vacancies, so you have to wait.

Ye Wuxi entered the cultivation tower and went straight to the fourth floor. It takes 200 contribution points to cultivate from the fourth to the sixth floor for a day. Although the contribution points are the same, the spiritual energy on the fourth floor is definitely more abundant than that on the sixth floor, which has led to a lot of people competing for it.

Ye Wuxi looked around and saw that a crystal was lit up on the door of each of the twenty-four rooms, indicating that there were people inside. Moreover, there were disciples sitting cross-legged in front of each cultivation room, waiting to go in.

Strangely, although there was no one in room number twelve, none of those people went in.

"Outer sect disciples, go upstairs!"

Just as Ye Wuxi was about to step into the empty room, a voice came from inside.

"The sect doesn't have such a rule, why should I listen to you?" Ye Wuxi rolled her eyes.

"The lower four levels are generally considered to be for inner disciples. Your outer disciples' cultivation is too low, so the upper levels are sufficient."

Sitting cross-legged in the hall, the man dressed in inner sect robes said in a deep voice, "There are many inner sect disciples, and the lower three levels are not so easy to grab. Ordinary inner sect disciples can only occupy the fourth level..."

Ye Wuxi looked around and, sure enough, there wasn't a single outer disciple; they were all dressed in inner disciple robes.

Mind your own business!

"There aren't enough people for her," Ye Wuxi said casually before heading towards the empty room. Just as she took out her identity jade token, ready to earn contribution points, another voice came from above.

"You must be Junior Sister Ye. That room is Senior Brother Zhong's regular training room. I advise you not to go in."

Ye Wuxi was speechless; there were more rules than people in the sect. "Who is Senior Brother Zhong?"

The inner disciple who had kindly reminded her stepped forward and said, "Junior Sister Ye, my name is Chen Fan. I have seen your battle and you are indeed very strong, but Senior Brother Zhong Xiang is ranked fiftieth in the inner sect. This room is his personal training room, so please don't go in and anger him!"

Ye Wuxi smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Senior Brother Chen. However, there is no such rule in the sect. There is nothing wrong with me going in. If he is not happy, he can come and find me!" After saying that, he directly spent two hundred contribution points and entered the room.

As for that Senior Brother Zhong, she thinks he's so great. You're ranked fiftieth, yet instead of competing with those below you, you occupy the fourth floor, acting like you're so capable...

"These outer disciples are all so arrogant and ignorant."

"Don't say that. Ye Wuxi did defeat the former Zhang Haonan, so he does have the ability."

"That's nothing. Zhang Haonan isn't even worthy of carrying Brother Zhong's shoes..."

"Young and impetuous!"

The inner disciples waiting on the fourth floor couldn't help but sigh. Judging by the time, Zhong Xiang would be arriving soon. There should be a good show to watch today.

The cultivation room was small and simply decorated, with only a futon placed in the middle.

"The spiritual energy is indeed abundant!"

Ye Wuxi sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes lighting up.

However, these contribution points are not something that ordinary people can afford. She only has enough contribution points to cultivate for nine days, so she can't miss this opportunity!

After experiencing it for a while, Ye Wuxi stopped talking, closed his eyes, and began to fully activate the Chaos Five Elements Technique.

Spiritual energy from all directions surged into her body, and the five vortexes of true energy became increasingly solid...

As the cultivation technique circulated, the spiritual energy in the room gradually became more violent, but Ye Wuxi was completely unaware of all this...

"Holy crap, what's going on?!"

"Where did my spiritual energy go?!"

"Are you kidding me? I've only been here a little while!"

From the other rooms on the fourth floor, angry curses could be heard simultaneously...

Then the disciples in the hall witnessed a spectacular scene: except for room number twelve, the people in the other twenty-four rooms all came out cursing and swearing at the same time.

"What's going on?"

The disciples waiting in front of the gate were completely bewildered. What a coincidence that about twenty people had finished their cultivation?

The twenty-four disciples who emerged looked at each other in bewilderment. So the cultivation tower really was broken?

"Don't go in, there's something wrong with this room, there's no spiritual energy gathering..." The disciple who came out of room number ten shook his head and stopped the disciple who wanted to go in.

"I'll go down and find an elder to take a look. I can't have wasted these two hundred contribution points!"

"Me too, damn it, this is such a rip-off..."

Amidst the angry shouts, someone suddenly pointed and asked, "If it's really broken, why didn't the people in room number twelve come out?"

"Isn't that Senior Brother Zhong's room? Could it be that he was in meditation and didn't notice?"

"what are you guys saying!"

At the corner of the stairs, a tall, slender figure appeared before everyone.

"Senior Brother Zhong, what are you doing here? Who's in there?" The disciples who had just come out of the cultivation room were all confused.

Following everyone's gaze, Zhong Xiang looked at the lit-up room number twelve and his face darkened. "Who's in here? Don't they respect my words?"

"That... inside is Ye Wuxi, the newcomer king of the outer sect!"

"Didn't any of you tell her the rules?" Zhong Xiang asked, his face ashen.

"I already reminded you..."

Zhong Xiang stepped forward, raised his fist, and repeatedly pounded on the wooden door. The sound, mixed with internal energy, entered the room. "Get out here!"

Ye Wuxi, who was deeply immersed in cultivation, was forcibly interrupted, and his true energy became restless, causing a trickle of blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Ye Wuxi stood up, her beautiful eyes as cold as frost.

“Heh, finally out…” Zhong Xiang sneered.

Ye Wuxi's face was ashen. He immediately activated all five of his dantian and swung a palm at the man's forehead.

Zhong Xiang didn't expect her to dare to attack first. Caught off guard, he was blasted away and fell to the ground.

"So you're that 'Xiang' guy? Don't you know it's very impolite to interrupt someone's cultivation?" Ye Wuxi looked down at him coldly.

"You're asking for it! How dare you ambush me!"

Having been blasted away by a palm strike in full view of everyone, Zhong Xiang felt he had lost face. After getting up, he drew his greatsword and slashed at Ye Wuxi.

"You think I'm afraid of you? Today I'll beat you into a pile of shit!"

Ye Wuxi sneered, raised the Azure Rainbow Sword and swung it out. He had just mastered a new sword technique and was looking for someone to practice on, and this piece of shit had come at just the right time.

"stop!"

Before their attacks even made contact, they were instantly annihilated.

"Greetings, Elder Ge!" The disciple on the fourth floor bowed respectfully upon seeing the newcomer.

"If you want to fight, go outside. This is a cultivation room. Don't disturb the other disciples!" Elder Ge, dressed in the robes of an inner sect elder, said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Ye Wuxi's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still cupped his hands in greeting.