Two days later, at the Heavenly Spirit Academy's Challenge Tower, Feng Qinghuang looked up at the towering structure.

"Master, how many stories does this tower have?"

Rong Jin pursed her lips: "There are ten floors in total, but you can only see nine of them?"

Feng Qinghuang asked in confusion, "Master, could you explain it more clearly?"

Rong Jin shook his head mysteriously: "You'll have to experience it for yourselves. Few of the academy's instructors were able to reach the ninth level, and even fewer reached the eighth. Your two senior brothers only touched the edge of the ninth level and didn't manage to climb it. I hope you and Aqi can bring us a surprise this time."

After hearing her master's words, Feng Qinghuang's lips twitched incessantly. She knew that her two senior brothers were now more advanced than her, and they couldn't even climb to the top. Did that mean she was more powerful than them?

"Can Aqi and I go in at the same time?"

Rong Jin nodded: "Of course, the difficulty of this Trial Tower increases automatically based on the cultivation level of the person who enters. Since the two of you are entering together, the level will definitely be designed for the two of you."

Feng Qinghuang nodded. Okay, she had been thinking too simply.

"Master, how many days did it take my senior brothers and the others to complete their trials?"

Rong Jin looked at her suspiciously: "A few days? You're underestimating the difficulty of the trial. Your two senior brothers took a month to finish, and they were the mentors with the shortest trial period. Now it's up to you whether you can break that record."

Feng Qinghuang sighed. Was it really this difficult? If she had known it would take this long, she would have simply let the academy elders conduct the assessment. This Trial Tower was such a waste of time. But now, the die was cast, and she had no choice but to go.

"Okay, I got it. Aqi, let's go in."

When Feng Muwan heard that her mother was going inside, she quickly ran over and hugged Feng Qinghuang: "Mother and Father, please be careful! I heard from my master that there is a big bad guy inside. Mother and Father, you must defeat him!"

Feng Qinghuang thought Rong Jin was just trying to scare Wanwan, so she patted her head to comfort her: "Don't worry, Wanwan, Mommy and Daddy will be careful. Wanwan, please be a good girl and attend classes during this time, okay?"

Feng Muwan nodded: "I know, Mother."

Feng Muwan walked back, took Rong Jin's hand, and obediently watched her parents enter the Trial Tower.

The tower keeper saw Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi and pointed the way: "Please, if you really can't take it anymore, you can crush these two jade pendants."

Feng Qinghuang accepted the jade pendant: "Thank you, sir."

The tower keeper saw them go in, then closed the tower door and stood guard in front of it.

Although these two weren't the most powerful, he felt they should be able to reach the ninth level. He didn't know why, but that was just his feeling. He wondered how the one on the ninth level was feeling this time.

After Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi went inside, Rong Jin led Feng Muwan back to the dean's room.

"Master, I'm ten years old now, can I go in now?"

Rong Jin looked at Wanwan, puzzled: "What are you thinking, Wanwan?"

“Didn’t my master say before that it can adjust the difficulty according to a person’s cultivation level? When I’m ten years old, my cultivation level will definitely be much better than it is now. Then I can go and try to conquer the tower. My parents can go, and Wanwan can go too.”

Rong Jin stroked his beard and looked at Feng Muwan with a smile: "It's not impossible for Wanwan to go, but her cultivation level must reach the Spirit God realm before your master can let her in. Otherwise, even if she gets in, it won't be of any use."

Wanwan is already in the late stage of the Spirit Sect realm, and with some effort, she'll soon reach the Spirit Saint realm. Advancing two levels in two years is something he believes Wanwan's talent can easily achieve. Ultimately, whether she gets in or not is entirely up to him; it all depends on whether Wanwan is willing to work hard.

Feng Muwan extended her little finger: "Master, let's pinky swear. Master can't go back on his word."

Rong Jin, exasperated, glared and puffed out his beard: "You little brat, when has your grandmaster ever lied to you? You really are exactly like your mother. Alright, come on, pinky promise."

"Pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years, whoever changes is a dog."

So, the old man and the young girl made a pact that Feng Muwan would go to the Trial Tower two years later.

Rong Jin glanced at her helplessly: "Alright, little miss, go to class now?"

Feng Muwan clapped her hands: "Of course, Master. If there's any movement in the Trial Tower, be sure to let me know immediately."

Rong Jin waved his hand: "Alright, alright, go ahead."

This little troublemaker, hurry up and go, he's planning to open the Water Cloud Mirror to check on the situation inside the Trial Tower.

If I opened it in front of Wanwan, she definitely wouldn't leave.

Without any hesitation, Feng Muwan turned and left the room. Rong Jin only opened the Water Cloud Mirror and looked at the scene inside after he sensed that the aura had disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Rong Jin was stunned. What was going on? How had they reached the third floor in such a short time? Had he missed something?

He was completely baffled; it seemed he would have to wait until they came out to solve the mystery.