[The sixty-eighth floor is listed for sale.]0

[The sixty-ninth floor is listed for sale.]0

I heard these messages ringing repeatedly in my head. I was so stunned that I was sure I resembled a goldfish or a fish-shaped bun. Yes, the joke was lame, I know. I had a feeling that it was better to not intervene and just keep watching.0

[The seventieth floor is listed for sale.]0

Finally, the last floor became available for auction. The Primordial Staff, the Pillar of the Tower, swung her staff. 0

“That’ll be enough. Beyond that floor isn’t territory I control. If those of you beyond want to escape the Death King, find another Pillar. There may be Constellations who don’t know who I am or have never heard of the Pillars, but consider this a special case…”0

The messages were cut off, and silence fell, but not for long.0

“Now that the listings are up, shall we find someone to buy the floors? Let me explain the main point of the auction.” With a sharp tap, the Primordial Staff pointed the tip of her staff at the air. “As you know, the Death King is a Hunter, a challenger climbing the Tower toward the hundredth floor, the Absolute Heavenly Peak. Though not yet fully bloomed,...0