That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Longquan used his dragon scales to open the tower's gate, and the crowd followed him in single file.

When Lin Zhifeng entered the tower, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a completely different world. Not only was the space vast, but there was also no water!

This world inside the tower is just like the holographic game Lin Zhifeng used to play. The tower looks ordinary, but it actually contains a lot of wonders.

After loading in the game, you will enter a sub-dungeon within a dungeon, and this tower world is the same.

The moment Lin Zhifeng passed through the tower gate, he really felt like he was entering a dungeon in a holographic game and waiting for the loading screen to appear.

There was no seawater inside the tower, and no lighting was needed; everything within sight was bright. Everyone found this somewhat strange, but no one thought much of it, assuming that the tower was a powerful magical artifact, and its built-in lighting function simply demonstrated its advanced nature.

The first floor of the pagoda is like a maze, and their current location is like the lobby of a building.

The lobby is spacious and bright, with a ceiling height of over ten meters. At the far end of the field of vision are three exquisitely decorated doors.

Upon entering the tower and discovering there was no seawater inside, Lin Zhifeng immediately released the Treasure-Seeking Mouse to get some fresh air. The mouse was currently sitting on his left shoulder, and Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but tilt his head and ask, "Where do these doors lead?"

The treasure-hunting mouse said, "How would I know? I haven't searched for it yet. But I feel the call of treasure, so we shouldn't leave empty-handed this time."

Ding Mo looked at the man and the mouse. Ever since the treasure-hunting mouse was released, Lin Zhifeng had been talking to his pet instead of him. "Hmm, he's a little lonely, but it's not a big problem," Ding Mo thought.

Longquan glanced at the treasure map and strategy guide his father had given him, then turned to Ding Mo and Lin Zhifeng and said, "Brother Ding, Brother Lin, how about we rest here for the night (though it seems the tower is always lit up)? What do you two think?"

Ding Mo said, "Okay."

Lin Zhifeng said, "I agree."

Since it was supposed to be a rest and recuperation period, everyone settled down near the entrance.

Longquan was, after all, the crown prince of the Tianlong Dynasty, and the pomp and circumstance of his travels could be seen from the bedding that his guards brought out.

They first set up a luxurious tent in a spacious open space, the tent fabric of which was actually woven from silk spun by golden silkworms.

Golden silkworms are extremely difficult to raise. The temperature and cleanliness of their rearing environment, as well as the nutritional balance of their feed, are all highly demanding. Currently, only a few sects have mastered the methods for raising golden silkworms, making mass production of their silk impossible.

Besides being beautiful and strong, another reason why silkworm silk commands a high price among materials is that the fabric woven from it is fire-retardant. Furthermore, silk is very lightweight…

The golden silkworm silk, with its many advantages, is worth a fortune. Ordinary people can't even afford a cloak, yet Longquan uses it to make tent fabric.

How can the gap between the rich and the poor be so huge? As a disciple of the poorest sect, Lin Zhifeng's sense of superiority from his time in the Sword Sect vanished instantly. This was only because he received gifts from his master and grandmaster in the Illusionary Realm, and because he partnered with his uncle to deal in exorcism pills; otherwise, he wouldn't even have the wealth he has now.

Alas! The road to wealth is long and arduous!

Fortunately, Lin Zhifeng was envious for a while but then accepted the gap between the rich and poor. He took out the tent that his Sword Sect had distributed and set up a tent with his senior brother in another corner some distance from Longquan.

After doing all that, Lin Zhifeng took out all the ingredients he had gathered along the way and processed them, washing and scrubbing them as needed.

He gutted the windmill fish, cleaned it thoroughly, and cut it into large chunks, then marinated it with spiritual scallions and salt from the cultivation world. He cut open the hard shell of the lobster along the sagittal line on its back, fully exposing the meat inside. He pried open the king crab's shell and cut its legs along the joints… He was busy and having a great time, but poor Crane Cry was being used as a cleaver, chopping and hacking away—a waste of talent, a pearl cast before swine.

Once the ingredients were ready, Lin Zhifeng used his fire-based skills to ignite the silver charcoal he had brought and began cooking the food in a rather professional manner.

In fact, Lin Zhifeng only used the simplest roasting method. However, during the roasting process, he used spiritual power to enhance the process, ensuring that the flames could heat the food evenly and comprehensively.

Before long, the distinctive aroma of seafood filled the public areas on the first floor of the pagoda.

Even though Longquan was the crown prince, living a life of luxury and being well-informed, he was tempted by the aroma and wanted to try it.

Ding Mo had eaten Lin Zhifeng's roasted chicken legs in the Illusionary Realm last time, and they tasted quite good. Now, smelling the rich aroma, he knew that the taste must be just as good.

Ding Mo was also surprised to learn that Lin Zhifeng was quite knowledgeable in cooking.

Lin Zhifeng gave Longquan a small portion of each type of food as a token, and shared most of the rest with Ding Mo.

In short, this seafood feast, though devoid of spiritual power, was delicious to everyone who ate it. Those who didn't get to eat (the guards of Longquan) were drooling with envy.

After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Zhifeng cleaned up the mess. Instead of meditating or cultivating, he took the treasure-hunting rat into the tent he had set up to sleep.

The task of night duty is naturally taken turns by the two friends with the highest cultivation levels in the Nascent Soul stage.

So Ding Mo and Long Yi, the Nascent Soul stage guard from Longquan, took charge of security, while the others went to rest. After all, they had traveled for so long, and tomorrow they would face unknown challenges.

After resting for a few hours, everyone packed their belongings and prepared to set off.

Lin Zhifeng pointed to three doors not far away and asked Longquan, "Brother Long, which door should we go through next?"

Longquan smiled slightly: "Brother Lin, I was just about to ask you the same question. My father's strategy guide basically ends here. The choices we make next are up to us."

“According to the records left by our ancestors who have visited this place before, our next task is to choose the right door, then pass through the layers of towers, and finally obtain the sacred artifact of the Dragon Clan at the top floor,” Longquan added.

Lin Zhifeng asked, "What will happen if I choose the wrong one? Will I trigger some kind of destructive mechanism?"

Before Longquan could even reply, he realized something: "Wait, something's not right. If there were a destruction mechanism, those who made the wrong choice would probably be dead by now. Naturally, there wouldn't be any strategy left for future generations. Okay, everyone relax. In any case, our lives are safe."

For a moment, Longquan didn't know why, but he felt that regretful feeling again, as if he had hired him to help.

He closed his eyes briefly, composed himself, and said gently to Lin Zhifeng, "It's time to let your precious treasure-hunting mouse show its true power!"