Peak Tower!

Peak Tower! "Forget it, let's not talk about that." Su Yunwan waved her hand and changed the subject.

"You killed Gao Tianba today. The Gao Household definitely won't let this go. They may not dare to come at you openly in the camp, but they'll have plenty of underhanded tricks. And Instructor Wu—he lost so much face today that he might try to trip you up too. You need to be careful."

"Mm." Lin Ming nodded to show that he understood. But in truth, he did not care much.

Soldiers came, generals blocked them; water came, earth dammed it. Before absolute strength, schemes and tricks were nothing but a joke. All he wanted now was to grow stronger faster—strong enough to control everything, strong enough that every enemy and every trouble would vanish on its own.

"By the way," Lin Ming said, setting down the polished Silver Frost Spear and looking at Su Yunwan, "besides attending classes and taking missions, is there anywhere else in this Special Training Camp where I can quickly improve my strength?"

He had little interest in following the usual routine of attending classes and listening to instruction that might not even be as efficient as the system's "simulated bitter cultivation."

What he needed was a more direct, more efficient path to power. For example... killing, and gaining Kill Points.

"Improve quickly?" Su Yunwan thought for a moment, then began counting on her fingers.

"First, there are obviously the instructors! The weakest instructors in the Special Training Camp are Fifth Tier, and many are Sixth Tier. Sometimes, Seventh-Tier Grandmasters even come to give public lectures! I heard that when the hall master is in a good mood, he'll come teach as well! Those are opportunities you couldn't beg for outside!"

"The public lectures are free. As