"He knew where he stood and when to let go. Once he realized his strength fell short, he stopped lingering..."
Watching the man's retreating back, Jiang Yang sighed with feeling.
When he turned back, the third floor of the Heavenly Tower lit up again. According to what the disciple had said earlier, someone had reached the third floor.
The crowd stirred. Clearly, the news had made quite a few disciples restless, and they rose to head toward the High Firmament Palace.
After all, someone had already stolen a march on them. If they kept waiting and watching, they would fall a step behind at every turn.
Watching from the side, Jiang Yang was equally eager, so he prepared to step forward and give it a try.
Just then, someone tapped his shoulder. Jiang Yang turned and discovered, to his surprise, that it was Zhou Yanwei.
"Senior Brother Zhou! What brings you here?"
Jiang Yang turned around and asked in surprise.
"Junior Brother Jiang, it really is you. I caught sight of your back from a distance just now. With such bearing, I guessed at once that it must be you."
A hearty smile spread across Zhou Yanwei's square face, before surprise appeared on it again.
"We haven't seen each other for half a year, and to think you've already broken through to Late Stage Qi Refining! I knew I hadn't misjudged you. What a fortunate encounter you must have had!"
"Just luck, just luck. You flatter me, Senior Brother Zhou."
Jiang Yang demurred a couple of times, exchanging pleasantries with him.
Zhou Yanwei said nothing more, merely patting Jiang Yang's shoulder. Everything passed between them without words.
Going from early to Late Stage Qi Refining in a single short year was no ordinary feat. He must have had some fortunate