That evening, Tang San, who was still meditating, had his cultivation interrupted by a knock at the door. He opened it and found Tang Xiao outside, then respectfully welcomed him in.
"Big Uncle."
"Mm. How has your cultivation progress been lately?"
Tang Xiao had taken Tang San to the waterfall in the valley south of the sect and demonstrated the training method several times, then let Tang San train on his own, telling him he could come ask for guidance whenever there was something he did not understand. Now, he had come to check on Tang San's progress.
"Big Uncle, I can now swing forty-nine hammers beneath the waterfall. The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer gets harder the further I go, and I can already clearly feel my cultivation progress slowing down."
"Mm, that is how it is. You don't need to be too anxious. With your talent, it won't be long before you fully master the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. When the time comes, you can enter the next stage of training."
"Yes, Big Uncle."
"You must remember, the waterfall training is meant to temper your explosive power and the stability of your lower body. You must not use petty tricks to speed through the assessment."
Tang Xiao was afraid his nephew would use petty tricks to complete the training as soon as possible in order to begin cultivating the Haotian Secret Skill, so he gave him a stern warning. But Tang San had never had such a thought from beginning to end, and without the slightest hesitation, he nodded and agreed.
"I understand, Big Uncle. A tower ten thousand feet high rises from level ground. If the foundation is not firm, it is useless no matter how quickly the building goes up."
"Mm. It is good that you understand