The courtyard lay desolate.
Only the wind stirred the dead leaves.
As a True Person of the Profound-Heaven Grotto-Heaven, Wu Shisan considered his horizons lofty enough to look down from the heavens. He had seen far too many so-called geniuses in his lifetime.
Wang Canglan, hailed as the greatest prodigy of the Eastern Region, had entered the later Tower-Climbing Realm at merely one thousand three hundred and seventy-five years old, already leaving the world astounded as though he were a celestial being.
Then there was the little monster hidden away in the Dark Nether Palace, whose progress had swept forward like splitting bamboo, defying all reason.
Even he himself.
Was he not a prodigy in his own right?
Yet the scene before him was truly absurd.
How many days had it been?
This girl had only entered the Tower-Climbing Realm a short while ago... not even a year had passed.
Besides, once ordinary cultivators reached this realm, which of them did not tread as though on thin ice, terrified that one wrong step would plunge them beyond redemption?
However quickly they broke through, they still needed several years, or even decades, to hone themselves and stabilize their cultivation.
But not her.
She even thought it was too slow and had come asking why she had not reached completion outright.
Could this even be called cultivation?
The corners of Wu Shisan's mouth twitched. Only after a long while did he stammer, "You... tell me, exactly what state are you in now?"
Jiang Yuechu concealed nothing.
"My spiritual energy is overflowing, but it feels like I've sunk into a mire... as though something is stopping me from taking the next step."
The girl's brows drew together slightly. Clearly, she was quite puzzled.
Given the nature of the Devouring-Heaven Technique, as long as