How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

Although his tone didn't fluctuate much, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and anyone could see his smugness.

Peak Master Fu felt a lump in his throat, as if something was stuck there.

I simply turned my head away and stopped looking at his smug expression.

One hundred steps, fifty steps.

Almost there, just hang in there a little longer.

Twenty steps...

And the last ten steps.

Ye Yueyue stopped ten steps away. She collapsed to the ground, exhausted, her chest heaving and her breathing rapid.

She rested for a while, then looked back down and found that most of them had been left behind. Gazing at the bottomless, seemingly endless, steep staircase, she saw it as the only patch of white in the abyss.

Ye Yueyue felt as if she had been transported to another world.

Had she already traveled this far?

She withdrew her gaze from the unfathomable depths below and looked up at her side. There were only a few dozen people standing in front of Ye Yueyue.

Ming Qiuyang, Ning Shuang, Sheng Ning, Senior Sister Lu Rongxue, and some unfamiliar faces, as well as senior brothers and sisters from other peaks.

As she looked around, Jian Youqing slowly moved forward, finally stopping in front of the ten-step staircase.

Her face was resolute, her beautiful brows were furrowed, like a pale kitten. Seeing her so fragile, Ye Yueyue's heart softened and she stepped forward to help her up.

Si Keke followed.

No one spoke, only nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting to each other.

Moving forward is difficult enough, let alone talking.

That was a thankless task. In the early stages, it was alright, as you could exchange a few words with the other person, but in the final stages, just maintaining your figure was already a very difficult task.

That invisible pressure was like a huge rock, holding them back from moving forward.

The pressure of climbing the Cloud Ladder is not that the higher one's cultivation level, the less pressure one receives; rather, it is equal for all. The Xuanling Tower exists to test its disciples.

Everyone experiences the same amount of pressure.

To reach the highest point in the clouds, one must rely on one's own perseverance.

They all stopped every ten steps to rest and recover their strength.

Ye Yueyue was the first person to come up. While the others were still resting, she had already rested and felt much less tired before she moved.

Ming Qiuyang was also traveling with them.

Almost the instant Ye Yueyue stood up, he also stood up.

Ye Yueyue turned around when she heard the noise, then walked up without stopping.

The moment she stepped onto the ninth step, the sudden pressure made her sway violently, almost to the point of collapse.

It took Ye Yueyue a while to regain her balance.

He was panting heavily in place.

Eighth, seventh, sixth.

fifth……

With each floor you ascend, the pressure intensifies, becoming even greater than the previous hundreds of steps.

Ye Yueyue felt like she couldn't straighten her back.

He weighs a thousand pounds.

This made every step of her movement incredibly difficult.

At that moment, she deeply sympathized with the tortoise; it really couldn't move an inch while carrying something on its back.

After pausing for a moment, Ye Yueyue took a deep breath and stepped forward.

There are only a few steps left, and she won't give up.

Ye Yueyue didn't know how many levels she could pass, but she would take it one step at a time. Right now, what she lacked most was spiritual energy cultivation, so there was no reason for her to give up.

On the steps leading deep into the clouds, countless figures were moving forward, with the girl in red at the very front being the most eye-catching.

The girl's steps were hesitant, her face pale but her expression resolute, her movements like those of a slow-moving old woman as she walked upwards.

Time passed, and I don't know how much time had gone by.

Ye Yueyue finally saw the end of the stairs; the step above was no longer stairs, but clouds.

It's white, like the purest color in the world.

Gazing at the white cloud so close, as if she could reach out and touch it, Ye Yueyue's numb expression finally wavered.

She twitched her fingers, regaining some of her senses, but as soon as she lifted her leg, an immense pressure prevented her from moving forward.

To stop her from going to the highest point.

It was difficult to move forward.

The pressure of the final step is far greater than that of the previous ones.

How strong is it?

It felt like a solid mountain was pressing down on her back.

Ye Yueyue gritted her teeth and tried to take a step forward with all her might.

Her body trembled, and beads of sweat slid down her cheeks, soaking her clothes and dripping onto the steps.

With this intense movement, she heard her bones creaking, as if something was about to break, but that wasn't the most terrifying thing.

Ye Yueyue discovered that even with all her strength, she could only move a tiny distance.

Her breath hitched, and a sense of powerlessness welled up inside her.

This time, Ye Yueyue paused for a long time, preparing to unleash her power once again.

It's okay, it's just the last step.

Come on.

Ye Yueyue, you're a player, there are plenty of handsome men waiting for you in the future, how can you fall here?

We have to crawl over there, whether we have to or not.

She took a breath and stepped up again.

Her bones creaked again, but Ye Yueyue ignored them, gritting her teeth and persevering under immense pressure.

But that one step through the clouds seemed like a distance she could never cross.

It was so far away that it felt terrifying.

She felt so tired, extremely tired.

I was completely exhausted and had no strength left.

An invisible pressure enveloped her entire body. Here, her spiritual power, everything about her, was restricted. The prolonged pressure made her like a numb corpse.

I just can't seem to take that last step.

Ye Yueyue was unwilling to give up at this point. She had climbed nine hundred floors; was she really going to give up at the very last step?

What about the one who walked in front of her?

Is it her bad luck?

A strong sense of resentment suddenly welled up in Ye Yueyue's heart. Why couldn't she get to the top?

She's come this far through so many hardships, and now she's just one step away. What reason does she have to give up?

If you can't even get past the Trial Tower, how will you survive future trials?

Do we have to give up every time?

Will she be able to go home?

Thinking back on the past year, she realized that her spatial cultivation technique had not improved at all. She discovered that the prerequisite for learning this technique was to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, but she couldn't even pass through the first level, so how could she possibly reach the Foundation Establishment stage?

If you can't even get to the basics of the technique, how can you talk about going home?

Driven by intense resentment, Ye Yueyue suddenly felt a surge of power flowing into her exhausted body. This power stemmed from a deep-seated belief within her, perhaps a yearning for Foundation Establishment or an obsession with returning home.

Driven by this force, she bit her lip so hard that it bled. The stinging sensation on her lips invigorated her, and she broke through the final obstacle with all her might.

With that step, my whole body felt like it was being torn apart.

When Ye Yueyue finally stepped onto the pure white clouds, a magnificent scene unfolded before her eyes.