Outside the pagoda, on the Tianbao Tablet.
The number after Chen Qing's name suddenly jumped from "six" to "seven."
From around eightieth place, it shot upward and boldly surged into the top fifty, finally settling firmly at forty-third place!
"The seventh floor! Chen Qing has reached the seventh floor!"
Li Wang was the first to cry out excitedly, his face full of exhilaration and disbelief.
A wave of stifled gasps and sharp intakes of breath instantly rose from the Wutai Sect's area.
Elder Sang Yanping slowly loosened the fist he had kept clenched, his palm slightly damp with sweat. He let out a long breath, unable to suppress the gratified smile on his face as he said quietly to Chu Jinyun beside him, "Good! Good kid! The seventh floor! I knew he could do it!"
The seventh floor was a hurdle. Once one passed it, a place in the top fifty was basically secure.
In the Hanyu Valley area not far away, Granny Frost said solemnly, "The trial of temperament is the hardest to endure. For him to pass it so quickly and rise so dramatically in rank shows how firm his will is."
Xiao Bieli looked at the name hanging high at forty-third place, his gaze complicated before it finally turned into a soft sigh. There was admiration in it, but also a trace of the loneliness of having been left far behind.
Ye Qingyi stared blankly at the stone tablet, recalling their first meeting at the Wutai Sect. It felt like a lifetime ago.
"The seventh floor... forty-third place..."
Zhu Yu of the Lieyang Sect stroked his chin, surprise in his voice. "This guy's ranking is far higher than what the Record of Heroes predicted."
Chen Qing ranked above him, which meant he had spent even less time