"Amazing, Qin Hao. I never imagined you'd have the strength to kill Teng Jinshui right after clearing the Heaven-Piercing Tower."
Wang Xiaoling stared at Qin Hao as though he were a monster. "Teng Jinshui ranked sixty-eighth on the Potential Rankings, yet you Slaying him. Your name is bound to appear on the rankings now."
Qin Hao shook his head slightly. "Teng Jinshui was nothing special. If Slaying Teng Jinshui gets me into the Azure Flame Tournament Top 100, then his death will have been worthwhile."
Wang Xiaoling gave an awkward laugh and nodded. "You're right. The Potential Rankings don't represent the entire True Martial Continent. Everyone on them has cleared the Heaven-Piercing Tower, but as far as I know, plenty of prodigies from the Spirit-Scolding Sect and Spirit Martial Academy haven't attempted it."
After a pause, Wang Xiaoling turned serious. "Besides, the Torch Dragon World and Ten Directions World have countless prodigies of their own. Making the Potential Rankings only means you might reach the Azure Flame Tournament Top 100, not that you're guaranteed to."
Qin Hao nodded.
That was true.
But Qin Hao felt the pressure mounting. The Azure Flame Grand Tournament was drawing closer, and he had to seize every moment to grow stronger.
"I need a piece of Intelligence on the Heaven-Class Cultivation Chamber," Qin Hao said bluntly.
"No problem!" Wang Xiaoling was delighted. "The Intelligence I gave you last time is outdated and incomplete. Brother Qin, for just eight hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones—"
Before Wang Xiaoling could finish, Qin Hao took out eight hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones.
"Heh, thanks." Wang Xiaoling's eyes lit up. He eagerly put away the stones, looking thoroughly satisfied, then flipped his hand and produced an ancient-looking booklet.
"Take a look, Brother Qin. This contains everything I've gathered on the Heaven-Class chambers.