My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 691 - 692: Ninth Level of the Nine Revolutions Golden Lightning Tower

Chapter 691: Chapter 692: Ninth Level of the Nine Revolutions Golden Lightning Tower

"Holy shit, second brother, did this kid actually succeed in the challenge?" Ye Qihu exclaimed with excitement, "He endured for an entire day under hell mode, with two hundred times the normal gravity!"

"When we first went to challenge the eighth level of the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower, it was only ten times the gravity, and even then we couldn’t last half a day!"

"This kid is a monster!" Several clan elders returned, each one gasping in shock.

The second clan elder looked as if he had regained more than a decade of youth, his excitement palpable as he said, "Good, good, good!"

The entire Ye imperial family lineage also boiled with excitement, thousands of people coming back to the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower, their faces filled with thrill.

"A heaven-sent noble, the Ye imperial family is blessed!"

The scene shifts.

Inside the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower.

Ye Wudao sat cross-legged and found that all his physical injuries had healed, and even his bones and meridians had strengthened by dozens of times!

The benefits of training under the terrifying two hundred times gravity were immense!

A slow smile formed on his lips, "Hehe, a blessing in disguise, not only did I not die under this two hundred times gravity, but I also awakened the Purple Extreme devil’s pupil!"

Ye Wudao had just begun to understand this Purple Extreme devil’s pupil; not to mention it was ten times more powerful than the Emperor’s Devil’s Eye, the key was that under the two hundred times gravity, the devil’s pupil had also developed a bit of gravitational effect!

Whenever Ye Wudao activated the Purple Extreme devil’s pupil, anyone would become rigid, crushed by ten times the gravity, even squashed into a pulp!

For the weak, it was an absolute crush, and the phenomenon of killing someone with a stare happened in real life with Ye Wudao!

Even against the strong, he could make the opponent suffer ten times the gravity, slowing their movements!

During this time, Ye Wudao would have enough capability to kill the opponent!

"My Purple Extreme devil’s pupil has just grasped the ability to apply ten times the gravity effect, if I cultivate it to perfection, a single glance could harness a hundred times gravity, and even peers who are strong as I am could be literally stared to death by me!" Thinking of this, Ye Wudao could not help but daydream excitedly!

This Purple Extreme devil’s pupil was not only overpoweringly awesome but also cool to show off!

It was truly a divine eye!

This trip to the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower was worth it!

It was a total jackpot!

Just then, that cold mechanical voice sounded again.

"Hell mode eighth level challenge succeeded, extra reward!"

A surge of powerful and pure spiritual power poured into Ye Wudao’s body, he opened his arms wide, with every pore soaking up the spiritual power like a greedy sponge, like a hungry eaglet waiting to be fed.

Third Rank Battle Emperor!

Fourth Rank Battle Emperor!

Ye Wudao broke through two realms successively and reached the rank of Fourth Rank Battle Emperor!

Whew!

He slowly exhaled a breath, feeling the earth-shattering changes within his body, his joy hard to contain.

"With my current strength, I can easily kill a Fourth Rank Pseudo-Saint in seconds, and even if facing a Fifth Rank Battle Saint, I have the power to fight, and if I activate the Purple Extreme devil’s pupil, I can contend against a Sixth Rank Pseudo-Saint!"

Ye Wudao’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

This time in the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower, his strength had increased not just by a hundredfold!

Now, he could say that below the Sixth Rank Pseudo-Saint, he had no rival!

In all of Dragon Country, he was now a top-notch expert!

"Hell mode ninth level now open, please proceed quickly, Challenger!" The cold mechanical voice transmitted again.

Ye Wudao nodded.

...

Ninth level of the Nine Revolving Golden Thunder Tower.

The final challenge, the ultimate level!

"It’s so hot!"

Ye Wudao had just entered the ninth layer when he felt a wave of heat assault his face, it was a vast space of blood-red color, as if baked under the scorching sun, with an extremely high temperature.

"Hehe, it’s been a hundred years, but finally someone has reached this place, It seems not all descendants of the Ye family are trash, there are still one or two with potential!" a mocking laugh sounded.

Who?

Hearing this voice, Ye Wudao’s hair stood on end, and he immediately looked around warily, his fingers resting on the hilt of his war saber, ready for battle.

"Who is it, come out?"

"Hehe, little boy, don’t be afraid, I’m right in front of you!" that domineering voice came again.

Ye Wudao followed the direction of the voice, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Hiss!

It was a black-clad stout old man, exuding a tremendous aura of majesty with every move, identical to one of the elder’s portraits worshipped by his own Ye family!

The former Clan Leader of the Ye imperial family!

Ye Zhenguo!

His own grandfather!

What was horrifying, however, was that the old man was bound by four giant iron chains, fastened tightly, making it impossible for him to move!

"Hehe, little boy, you’ve finally come!" the old man turned around, his face bearing a benevolent expression.

"Who are you?" Ye Wudao curiously asked.

"I am the former Clan Leader of the Ye imperial family, Ye Zhenguo!" the black-clad old man said with a smile.

Boom!

Upon hearing this, Ye Wudao felt as if struck by lightning!

It was really Ye Zhenguo!

His own grandfather!

"Little boy, seeing me, why don’t you kneel?" Ye Zhenguo’s face darkened with displeasure.

Ye Wudao was just about to kneel when he suddenly stood up!

Something was not right!

Which grandfather would demand his grandson to kneel upon their first meeting!

It would be heart-breaking enough as it is!

"Why not kneel?" Ye Zhenguo’s expression turned cold, showing displeasure.

"Father, how long have you been trapped here?" Ye Wudao asked with apparent concern.

"Ah, about a hundred years, I guess. It’s all the fault of that cursed..." Ye Zhenguo slowly responded, then his eyes filled with dissatisfaction; "Why are you asking so much, haven’t you freed your father yet?"

Ye Wudao’s mouth twisted into a cold, mocking smile, and said, "Hehe, you are not Ye Zhenguo at all!"

"I am Ye Zhenguo!" Ye Zhenguo said coldly.

"What a joke, what father doesn’t recognize his own son!" Ye Wudao sneered, "Moreover, I am not Ye Lingtian!"

"What?" Ye Zhenguo’s face carried an expression of surprise, then he mocked with a laugh, "Hehe, wily little boy, I’ve been fooled by you!"

"Bang!"

A loud sound came, and a dense black mist burst forth from Ye Zhenguo’s body, immediately after, a hulking man with horns on his head, and a thick beard appeared before Ye Wudao.

This giant of a man was nearly three meters tall, his muscles cast as if from steel, resembling an iron tower, emitting an aura like the lord of all beasts, with an oppressive and terrifying presence, definitely not a benign being!