As Huang Xiaolong reached the thirtieth heritage tablet, in the hall outside, Ren Changhai and Zhu Huan looked extremely gloomy. From time to time, a hint of malice flickered in the depths of their eyes.

Lu Zhuo pretended to not notice these two people’s mood as his laughter echoed in the hall on more than one occasion.

In the past, there were also times when the top ten disciples were rewarded with the opportunity to comprehend these heritage tablets, but the record in reaching the thirtieth heritage tablet was fifty-three days.

A person like Huang Xiaolong who had reached the thirtieth tablet in twenty days was something that had never appeared before.

Moreover, at this point, Zhao Wuya was still at his thirteenth heritage tablet.

“Lu Zhuo, aren’t you laughing a little too early?” The Elephant Genesis Sect Ancestor finally...