Time flowed like a stream, slipping silently through our fingers.
Two years on the vast Douluo Continent passed in the blink of an eye.
But for Dao Seeking Academy, west of Heaven Dou City, those two years had been enough to transform it from an obscure, ordinary school into one of the hottest Soul Master sanctuaries in the entire Heaven Dou Empire.
The academy had grown several times larger. The once somewhat empty campus was now packed with buildings, arranged in orderly clusters across the hillside.
New Mimicry Training Grounds, gravity chambers, and combat arenas had been completed one after another. Every day, young Soul Masters from all over Heaven Dou and even neighboring nations came, drawn by the academy's fame, to study and pursue the Dao.
Carriages and horses streamed endlessly through the academy gates, making for a lively scene.
At that moment, however, the atmosphere in a spacious, brightly lit conference room deep inside the academy was especially quiet.
Sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading a warm golden glow across the floor.
Outside, several old locust trees stood lush with foliage. A gentle breeze stirred their leaves with a soft rustle, while the occasional clear birdsong made the room feel all the more serene.
At the center of the room stood a massive ebony table.
Zhao Linchuan sat at the head of the table, his brow slightly furrowed as his fingertips tapped lightly against the surface, as if he were pondering something.
Yan Fei and Yue Shen sat on either side. Liu Erlong held a pen, watching Zhao Linchuan attentively as she waited for him to continue.
"I think we should finalize the roster for this year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament like this."
Zhao Linchuan's gaze swept over the others. "Xiao Wu, Rongrong,