Perhaps sensing that Gu Qingfeng's disposition was truly easy-going, Mu Lingyao was no longer afraid. Summoning her courage, she ventured to ask, "Then... can I continue to call you Hero Little Brother?"
"Of course. Go on, say it."
"Hero Little Brother... I thought you'd be very... I didn't expect you to be so easy-going."
Mu Lingyao's personality was rather fiery; otherwise, she wouldn't have earned the nickname 'Little Demoness.' However, earlier, when Flower Butterfly Immortal speculated that Gu Qingfeng's existence might be beyond imagination, Mu Lingyao's heart had been filled with fear. Meeting Gu Qingfeng this time, she had been on her best behavior. But upon discovering he was actually this amiable, she no longer restrained herself. She let go and began to chat and laugh freely.
Flower Butterfly Immortal, on the other hand, remained standing quietly to the side, her expression still solemn and serious.
She had cultivated longer than Mu Lingyao, experienced more, and her understanding of the world was deeper. In her mind, a person with formidable cultivation strength wasn't terrifying, nor was a profound family background. What was truly terrifying was not knowing how strong that person's cultivation was, nor how deep their background ran.
Just as she had said before, you never knew what kind of dreadful mystery and unknown lay hidden behind a person's bizarre and eccentric exterior.
Towards such people, Flower Butterfly Immortal had always kept a respectful distance.
As Gu Qingfeng sipped his wine, chatting and laughing with Qianniao and Mu Lingyao, a sudden series of crackling sounds rang out.
Looking over, they saw streaks of radiant light blooming in the distant sky, as dazzling and splendid as fireworks. As the light blossomed, a colossal tower gradually materialized.
"Wow!"
Seeing the giant tower appear, Qianniao seemed extremely excited, cheering, "The Tower of Stolen Gold has finally opened! That's wonderful!"
"It really has," Mu Lingyao also looked quite pleased. "Things are about to get lively."
Observing their excitement, Gu Qingfeng asked, "What are you two so excited about? What's this Tower of Stolen Gold?"
"Hero Little Brother, you don't even know about the Tower of Stolen Gold?"
"I don't."
"Looks like you really are visiting our Fengyue Small World for the first time."
"Lingyao Sister, I told you before," Qianniao interjected. "Little Drunkard has been recuperating in our Xiaoluo Secret Realm for decades since he woke up. This is his first time venturing out. But, Little Drunkard, I remember telling you about the Tower of Stolen Gold before."
"Did you?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head; he couldn't recall Qianniao mentioning it at the moment.
"Of course I did, and more than once! Have you forgotten?"
Gu Qingfeng searched his memory carefully but truly had no impression.
"What's wrong with you? Always forgetting this and that."
"Didn't you say my mind isn't right? For someone mentally unsound, forgetting things is pretty normal, isn't it?"
"Hero Little Brother," Mu Lingyao asked, "is your mind really... not right?"
"That's right. My mind does have some issues. Sometimes I go mad."
"Go mad?" Mu Lingyao asked in surprise. "What happens when you go mad?"
"Nothing much. Just act like a beast, fond of seeking women for... dual cultivation."
"Ah!"
Hearing this, Mu Lingyao's face paled with shock.
"Pfft!" Qianniao laughed. "Lingyao Sister, Little Drunkard is just teasing you. Although his mind has some problems, he's never actually gone mad."
"I thought it was true for a moment. But Hero Little Brother, could you please not make jokes like that in the future? They're really frightening."
"Hehe, Lingyao Sister, that's just how Little Drunkard is. He likes to talk nonsense and joke around. Out of ten sentences he says, eight are probably teasing you. So, don't take him too seriously."
"Really?"
Hearing Qianniao's words, Mu Lingyao looked at Gu Qingfeng again, her eyes now complex, as if observing a mentally disturbed lunatic.
"The Tower of Stolen Gold is open! Flower Butterfly Sister, Lingyao Sister, let's go together, okay?"
"Alright! I haven't climbed the Tower of Stolen Gold in a long time either."
After Mu Lingyao readily agreed, Flower Butterfly Immortal hesitated for a moment before nodding as well.
"Little Drunkard, what are you still sitting there for? Let's go!"
Seeing Gu Qingfeng still seated in his chair sipping wine, Qianniao couldn't help but urge him.
"I think I'll pass. Just woke up, want to bask in the sun a bit, maybe catch another nap. You all go ahead."
"How come all you do is sleep! You slept for decades in our Xiaoluo Secret Realm, wasn't that enough? Wasting all the good days sleeping away, truly squandering your time!"
"Isn't time meant to be squandered? Otherwise, are you saving it to breed more?"
"Always spouting this messy, twisted logic. I don't care! You promised to accompany me and have fun in the Fengyue Small World. Come on, let's go!"
Qianniao tugged at Gu Qingfeng's arm, pleading.
"Alright, alright, stop pulling. You'll tear my arm off. I'll go play with you."
Gu Qingfeng had indeed intended to properly accompany Little Qianniao for some fun in the Fengyue Small World before leaving, not letting down the little girl who had taken care of him for so many years. He stood up, stretched lazily, and waved a hand grandly. "Let's go find some amusement."
Thus, the group from the Xiaoluo Secret Realm, along with Flower Butterfly Immortal and Mu Lingyao, boarded Gu Qingfeng's nine-headed Fire Cloud Crimson Flame Tiger carriage and headed for the Tower of Stolen Gold.
In the Dual-Pole Celestial Domain, whenever the Tower of Stolen Gold in the Fengyue Small World was mentioned, most people would get as excited as Qianniao.
Because many had won substantial rewards within the Tower of Stolen Gold.
The Tower of Stolen Gold had a total of eighty-one levels.
By paying ten thousand immortal stones, one could enter the first level.
If you were lucky enough to ascend to the second level, you would receive a reward of twenty thousand immortal stones.
Reach the third level, and it was thirty thousand. The fourth level offered forty thousand, the fifth fifty thousand. Each level ascended increased the reward. Reaching the ninth level yielded a reward of one hundred thousand.
Just think: paying only ten thousand immortal stones for a chance to win one hundred thousand—and that was just the ninth-level reward. If you could climb higher, the rewards grew even more generous.
From the tenth level onward, the increase wasn't by ten thousand anymore, but by one hundred thousand increments. In other words, reaching the tenth level brought a reward of two hundred thousand. The fifteenth level offered five hundred thousand. The eighteenth level reached a million.
And from the nineteenth level upward, the increase wasn't by one hundred thousand anymore, but by a million. Reaching the twenty-seventh level meant rewards in the tens of millions. The thirty-sixth level reached the hundreds of millions, even billions.
The higher you climbed, the richer the rewards. One billion, ten billion, even a hundred billion—it wasn't just a dream.
How could that not excite people?
However...
It was mostly just exciting to think about.