"Clang-"
Zhao Zhongliu's iron mace dropped straight to the ground.
The old man's mouth fell open, his jaw nearly dislocating.
He pointed a trembling finger into the air, unable to squeeze out a single word for the longest time.
"Th-th-th-this..."
You Wujian's face twitched, while Gu Wanlan covered her red lips, her eyes filled with horror.
They had entertained a faint, absurd suspicion earlier.
But now that suspicion had actually come true.
It was right before their eyes...
That was the Tower-Climbing Realm!
What kind of cultivation in this world worked like that?
The Li Clan's High Ancestor stammered, "L-lass? You... you reached the Tower-Climbing Realm?!"
Jiang Yuechu nodded. "Mm... I got lucky."
"..."
The emperor had evidently grown accustomed to being shocked. He recovered in moments and strode forward, staring at his sister with blazing eyes. "Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row, his eyes actually growing moist.
"Heaven blesses the Great Tang! Heaven blesses the Li Clan!"
"To think my sister would become the Great Tang's first Tower-Climbing Martial Immortal since the founding ancestor!"
The emperor waved his arms and stamped his feet in excitement, without a trace of imperial dignity left.
Jiang Yuechu looked helplessly at this brother she had acquired.
Yet, for once, she did not interrupt him.
Why pour cold water on someone else's joy...
A good while passed.
Only once everyone had more or less digested their emotions.
Did Jiang Yuechu speak. "Those five old beasts aren't all dead. If they come back, or summon stronger helpers..."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over the city walls.
"My true body is still in the north, and I can't return anytime soon. If possible, you should take everyone and evacuate first."
"Evacuate?"
The emperor froze, as though he had not heard her