"It’s just unstable, and after discovering this situation, the illusion realms after the fiftieth floor have also been closed to outsiders, so no problems will arise.
"According to Jade Book Tower, as a Tower Spirit, it actually only has the authority to control the illusion realms up to the fiftieth floor.
"The first twenty layers can be manipulated at will, from the twenty-first to the fiftieth layer, it can only perform limited manipulations.
"After the fiftieth layer, it is only left with the right to ensure that the cultivators within can exit at any ti.
"However, dying in the illusion realm poses no danger." Bai Tao said.
Zhang Ze continued flipping through his notes and asked, "Then what’s the highest floor you’ve reached, can you go directly to the last layer randomly?"
"We can’t do that, the highest we’ve randomly reached is the eightieth floor, and the probability diminishes the further we go. That eightieth floor, when I got in, was a battlefield. As soon as I got in, before I saw anything clearly, I was transford."
Bai Tao seed to recall sothing unpleasant and rubbed her arm.
"But there are still so vague patterns." Zhang Ze glanced at Gray Miemie, who was still looking through the family tree.
"You’re right, we found that the ti points of entering the illusion realms after the fiftieth layer seem related to the bloodline or family of the entrants and are sowhat associated with the last accessed layer.
"We now always first go to an illusion realm before the fiftieth floor and then try after the fiftieth floor.
"Though it might not be precise, at least the random range is slightly smaller."
Bai Tao finished speaking and looked around at her friends sipping on fruit juice.
"It’s kind of random happenstance, my friends here have pretty thick family histories and purer bloodlines. So of them can trace back even before the Ten Kingdoms."
"That’s why we from the Demon Race are doing the testing work after the fiftieth floor."
"What about you? What’s your family’s heritage?" Zhang Ze casually asked.
"Hah, that’s a secret, I’m not telling you." Bai Tao finished, giving Uncle Niao beside her a look, signaling him to keep quiet.
After chatting with Bai Tao for a bit longer, Zhang Ze still felt he should go talk to Jade Book Tower.
But just as Zhang Ze started to leave, Gray Miemie lifted her head from her hefty family tree book and looked at Bai Tao.
"I’ve found it, though the middle na of Black Miemie is missing, it can basically be confird as her."
"But I suggest you don’t get your hopes up too high, after all, this only narrows down the random range; it’s not certain you’ll encounter this ancestor of mine." Gray Miemie said.
"Got any info, how many Miemies in the family, what Dharma thods do they learn? Who’s the big boss at the top?" Bai Tao fired a series of questions.
Gray Miemie raised an eyebrow, "Whose family tree records that?"
Bai Tao, "Then what do your family records have?"
Gray Miemie, "Favorite spirit plant flavors, preferred jewelry and clothing styles, most liked patterns and weather..."
Bai Tao interrupted Gray Miemie, "Wait, your family tree only records those things?"
Gray Miemie, "What else? Aren’t yours the sa?"
Uncle Niao pulled out his family tree, casually flipped a page, found an ancestor not too far back, and showed it to Gray Miemie.
It was a typical family tree: birth and death years, notable achievents, others’ evaluations of him, and so forth.
Gray Miemie shook her head, "What do those things matter? Can they really depict our ancestors? Can you really imagine the look and deanor of those ancestors from these records?"
She lowered her head to stroke the family tree in her hand, "As for , at least I know Black Miemie liked eating hallucinogenic mushrooms and thought hexagonal snowflakes were the most beautiful. These are her personal imprints, so her image becos vivid as if she’s still alive."
"What do you think, friend?" Gray Miemie looked up at Zhang Ze.
"Indeed." Zhang Ze replied awkwardly.
For so reason, the atmosphere beca a bit awkward.
Zhang Ze chuckled awkwardly and bid farewell to Bai Tao and the others, preparing to find Jade Book Tower.
By the ti Zhang Ze returned to the Thousand chanism Pavilion, it was already daylight.
Zhang Ze stretched, yawned, and as the spiritual Qi flowed beneath his feet, he planned to make a flashy move, flying directly over to Jade Book Tower with a Hero’s Descent.
However, just as he was about to jump, a large hand caught him on the spot.
Li appeared behind Zhang Ze, grabbing him by the collar and lightly tapping the ground with that iron rod in his other hand.
"Is Immortal Cultivation equivalent to farming?"
"Is Nascent Soul giving birth to a chubby kid?"
"I say good things and you don’t rember a word, but you rember clearly when we’re just shooting the breeze."
"Co, let’s see, if I bury you in the Sword Tomb today, what you’ll grow into next year?"
Li picked up the iron rod and, like checking pork, gently patted Zhang Ze’s backside.
"Hey, Master, we can talk this over, really, we can talk this over, I have serious business now, it’s genuine serious business."
Knowing he’s dood, Zhang Ze kicked his legs and begged for rcy.
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