Fang Zhou was walking up the Heavenly Ladder, and couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but he always felt like someone was spying on him.
It probably wasn't an illusion, since after he had started climbing, other Trialists on the ladder would blatantly or cautiously steal glances at him.
He had long gotten used to being gawked at and eyed like he was a rare exhibit.
After setting his foot on the Heavenly Ladder, Fang Zhou finally realized the problem with this ladder—his attributes had been reduced by a third.
Strength, speed, and constitution all dropped by nearly 10, only his spiritual power stubbornly maintained itself, staying just as high as it should be.
No wonder those who stepped onto the Heavenly Ladder looked so bewildered, slowing down because their Physical Strength had been diminished by the ladder.
If the reduction was permanent, that would undoubtedly be a killer trap, but the Heavenly Sword Sect probably wouldn't pull such a dumb stunt.
