"Absolutely," Lin Taichu answered without hesitation.
Yun Mengyao looked deeply at Lin Taichu, then nodded. "All right, I support you. But you must promise me one condition."
"What condition?" Lin Taichu asked.
"Before the challenge, you must fully recover from your injuries," Yun Mengyao said.
Lin Taichu nodded. He knew Yun Mengyao was concerned about him. Taking a deep breath, he said solemnly, "I promise you."
Yun Mengyao smiled faintly, then turned and left the courtyard. Lin Taichu sat down cross-legged and began circulating the true qi within his body to heal his injuries.
Days passed, and Lin Taichu's injuries gradually recovered. Under Yun Mengyao's attentive care, he had regained most of his strength. At the same time, his resolve and desire to challenge the sixth floor of the Martial Arts Tower grew ever stronger.
Finally, a month later, Lin Taichu had fully recovered. He rose to his feet, determination shining in his eyes, and strode toward the Martial Arts Tower.
As Tianqi Academy's landmark structure, the Martial Arts Tower had nine floors, each representing a realm of martial cultivation. Lin Taichu had once reached the fifth floor, only to be defeated by the guardian of the sixth. That defeat had been a tremendous blow to him, as well as a lingering regret he had never been able to let go of.
Yet this time, he had both the confidence and determination to defeat the guardian of the sixth floor and make up for that regret.
When he arrived at the entrance of the Martial Arts Tower, he found that quite a few people had already gathered there. Some had come to watch Lin Taichu's challenge because they were his friends, some because they were his fellow disciples, and others because they were his rivals.
Lin Taichu's gaze swept across