Tang San's life in Clear Sky City followed an extremely rigid routine.
Before dawn each day, he rose to practice the flute for two hours, then the zither for another two.
After that came Soul Power cultivation, Blue Silver Grass battlefield control, Clear Sky Hammer techniques, and the refining of Hidden Weapons.
The afternoons were devoted to practical combat training, with several Soul Douluo-level elders of the Clear Sky Sect as his opponents.
Their strength far surpassed Tang San's, but what he sought was not victory. He wanted to temper his fighting instincts under their pressure.
At night, he continued cultivating his Soul Power.
The schedule Tang San had set for himself was packed, packed enough to astonish everyone else who saw it.
Tang Hao had no missions recently, so he had not left Clear Sky City these past few days.
However, he did not live inside the city. Instead, he stayed outside it, entering the city every day to see Tang San before leaving again.
Tang Hao did not live with Tang San, nor did he live with the other members of the Clear Sky Sect.
He did not even enter through the sect's main gate.
Whenever he came, he used the side gate, passed through several corridors, and headed straight for Tang San's courtyard.
He would watch for a while, then leave, never lingering for long.
Tang San did not ask much about it. He had never taken the initiative to care about Tang Hao's affairs. If Tang Hao was willing to speak, he would listen. If not, he could not be bothered to ask.
But Tang Yuehua would occasionally mention a few things.
She said that Tang Hao had severely wounded Qian Xunji, the former Pope of Spirit Hall, back then, causing Spirit Hall and the Clear