97: I hate people pointing fingers at me!

Unknowingly, Tang Tian and Nie Keke had almost spent a full month on the eighth floor.

Only one day remained until the one-month deadline.

Nie Keke's strength had now reached the Peak of Dongtian Realm Eighth Heaven.

As for Tang Tian, he still hadn't shown much activity.

Or it could be said, he showed no signs of any Breakthrough at all.

Basically, he Cultivated for one hour every day.

The rest of the time was spent slacking off.

Once again, the Tower Spirit appeared before the two of them.

"Little girl, this time, I'm afraid you're going to be dragged to your death by this boy."

Shaking its head, the Tower Spirit said.

When it looked at Tang Tian, it was truly exasperated!

What was this boy thinking?

His talent was clearly incredibly strong, but he just wouldn't Cultivate properly!

The Tower Spirit didn't believe that Tang Tian could turn the tide in the remaining day.

How was that possible?

Improving eight minor Realms in one day?

That was absolutely impossible!

"How can you say 'dragged down'? If it weren't for Tang Tian, I might have died long ago."

Nie Keke looked calmly at the Tower Spirit and said slowly.

After thinking for a moment, she moved closer to Tang Tian and leaned lazily into his embrace.

"Tang Tian, I didn't expect us to still fail."

Staring at Tang Tian's face, Nie Keke smiled.

"You don't blame me?"

Smiling, Tang Tian asked.

"Why would I blame you?"

"If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago, wouldn't I?"

"Now, we've lived long enough."

Nie Keke blinked, her expression calm as she spoke.

The Tower Spirit, not far away, was at a loss for words.

In its opinion, Nie Keke's reaction was truly incomprehensible.

Logically, shouldn't this little girl be filled with resentment towards this boy?

But now, she was so calm?

It was truly perplexing!

"No, no, no!"

"We haven't lived long enough yet!"

Grinning, Tang Tian gently pinched Nie Keke's nose with his right hand.

"What do you mean?"

Nie Keke was instantly stunned.

Not far away, the Tower Spirit also looked at Tang Tian with confusion.

"Isn't there still one day left?"

"One day is enough for me to easily complete the eighth floor's trial."

Looking down at the beauty in his arms, Tang Tian said word by word.

"I believe you!"

Slightly startled, a smile bloomed on Nie Keke's peerless face.

A smile of anticipation!

Not far away, the Tower Spirit was extremely speechless.

It felt that Tang Tian was crazy, and Nie Keke was also crazy.

Improving eight minor Realms in one day?

One dared to say it?

One dared to believe it?

Heh heh!

However, despite its disbelief, it ultimately said nothing more.

Anyway, no matter what, it was no longer important.

Once the two died on the eighth floor, everything in the Nine Nether Profound Ice Tower would return to peace.

In its heart, Tang Tian had only brought this upon himself.

There was nothing to sympathize with!

If this boy had Cultivated properly during this past month, perhaps the outcome would have been different?

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Slacking off all day, wasn't dying on the eighth floor what he deserved?

As for this little girl, it was a pity!

This was the Tower Spirit's inner thought.

At the same time, outside.

On this day, Nie Wuwei returned.

"Lord Xiaoyao, you've been waiting here for a month, haven't you?"

"In this month, you haven't seen Your Majesty."

Looking at Lord Xiaoyao, Nie Wuwei said with a complex expression.

"So?"

Lord Xiaoyao glanced at Nie Wuwei and asked expressionlessly.

"Just say it!"

"I don't want to waste too much time talking to you!"

Then, Lord Xiaoyao continued.

"Your Majesty wishes for you to go to the palace now, right now."

Taking a deep breath, Nie Wuwei said unhurriedly.

As he spoke, he deliberately emphasized his tone.

"What if I say no?"

Lord Xiaoyao was instantly amused.

In his heart, he also sneered inwardly.

Was Nie Feng going to tear off the pretense?

Did he want to seize the opportunity to make trouble?

Ridiculous!

"You..."

Instantly, Nie Wuwei's expression became very ugly.

Pointing at Lord Xiaoyao, he was a little at a loss for words.

Because he was truly worried that he would provoke Lord Xiaoyao.

If the person in front of him were to attack him, he would probably only have one path: death.

Nie Wuwei was very clear about this in his heart.

In the face of absolute strength, everything was but a joke.

"I hate it when people point at me. Put down your hand."

"Otherwise..."

Lord Xiaoyao looked at Nie Wuwei with scrutiny and said slowly.

Before he finished speaking, Nie Wuwei withdrew his hand.

At this moment, Nie Wuwei was extremely angry in his heart.

However, it could only be impotent rage.

He truly had no way to deal with Lord Xiaoyao.

The person in front of him was not someone he could afford to provoke.

Finally, Nie Wuwei gave Lord Xiaoyao a deep look, then turned and left without looking back.

Watching the other party's retreating back, Lord Xiaoyao sneered inwardly.

"I wonder how Ke Ke is doing now?"

Sighing, Lord Xiaoyao muttered worriedly.

A strange light also appeared in his eyes.

Logically, his beloved granddaughter should have already left the Secret Realm trial.

But now, she was still inside?

What exactly was going on?

Could it be that something had happened to the Nine Nether Profound Ice Tower?

Thinking of these possibilities, Lord Xiaoyao's face showed an uncertain, gloomy expression.

However, when he looked down at the Soul Lamp in his hand, his heart settled down again.