The Fastest Tower Ascent in History

At the same time, far away on the other end of the Heaven Dou Empire, thousands of miles distant, in the Clear Sky Sect's council hall.

Tang Yuehua clapped her hands softly, and a warm atmosphere filled the entire hall.

"Xiao San, your performance today was excellent. Form and spirit as one, your bearing flowing smoothly—there isn't the slightest trace of stiffness left." Tang Yuehua spoke with a smile, approval gleaming in her eyes.

As expected of Brother Hao's child. He was simply outstanding.

Tang San rose to his feet with a smile on his face and bowed deeply.

"It's all thanks to Aunt's careful guidance over this past year."

He straightened, a long-suppressed anticipation flashing through his eyes, and asked, "Aunt, may I graduate from you now?"

Tang Yuehua's smile slowly faded. She walked up to Tang San and gently raised a hand to straighten his collar, concern showing in her movements.

Over this past year, she had witnessed how this nephew of hers, after walking out of the Capital of Slaughter covered in hostility, had worn away his edges little by little, learned to control the killing intent in his heart, and found that long-lost smile again.

While she was proud of him, a trace of unease still swept through the bottom of her heart.

"Xiao San, you know the sect's situation. Although your appearance has changed greatly, and almost no one outside can recognize you, once you use your martial spirit, trouble may follow. Even if you only use Blue Silver Grass. On the continent, it's almost impossible to find anyone who can cultivate Blue Silver Grass to the Soul Emperor realm, let alone someone who also has a ten-thousand-year fourth ring." Her fingers paused on Tang San's collar, and deeper worry showed in her eyes.

"No