“You three old bastards, even if I die, I’ll take you down with me!” As Du Xiaotian self-destructed his primordial spirit, he never imagined he’d be reborn in his younger days with the Supreme Tower. Nor did he expect the damaged tower’s artifact spirit to turn into a sharp-tongued chatterbox who never stopped yapping.
“Host detected fondling a young woman’s hand. Would you like this tower to play Article 236 of the Criminal Law?” After the artifact spirit ruined his flirting for the Nth time, Du Xiaotian finally snapped. “I used you to suppress the heavens back in the day, and now you’re lecturing me about core socialist values?!”
But he soon realized that the foul-mouthed tower was actually pretty great. The first floor unlocked a tenfold time multiplier, the second revealed a lost pill recipe, and the third concealed the truth behind his death in his previous life. Meanwhile, the people who had once bullied him were lining up to be crushed beneath his heel. “Young Master Du, spare me!” “Spare you?” He flicked his sword and sent his enemy’s waistband flying. “Last time, you said my red underwear looked sexy. Now it’s your turn.”
From a good-for-nothing in a border town to a return to the peak, Du Xiaotian has a wisecracking artifact spirit at his left and an invincible divine sword at his right. When all nine gates of the tower open, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens finally realize that this man, who never takes anything seriously, has already turned the Three Realms into his playground.
