Dan Booth of the White-Horn Clan couldn't understand why black skin wasn't considered beautiful. But he didn't ask further; everyone has their own preferences, and that's normal.
"Andrew Han."
Dan Booth touched his white horn, standing at the entrance of the Azure Cloud Palace.
Andrew Han glanced at the silent Dan Booth, then looked toward the nearby Color-Cloud Palaces. Vaguely, he could sense various gazes occasionally directed at him—some envious, some fervent, and a rare few questioning.
The commotion had yet to subside.
At least within Chenriver Palace, the many cultivation geniuses now regarded Andrew Han as their leader, full of reverence and respect.
After this life-and-death battle.
Andrew Han's terrifying talent was fully revealed; no one doubted he could advance to the Stellar Palace Tier.
The Stellar Palace Tier guardians stationed at the Giant Tower all changed their attitudes simultaneously. They no longer looked down on him, but treated him as an equal, even engaging in genuine dialogue. Discussions about Power Trait combinations or which Profound routes to choose—Suweng no longer intervened, leaving such decisions to Andrew Han himself.
Cultivation of life, surpassing evolution, has always been a personal journey.
Chenriver Palace merely provides cultivation resources, training facilities, and guidance for the process.
As for Andrew Han, all he lacked was cultivation resources and the tempering provided by those facilities.
Beside him.
Dan Booth stood at the Azure Cloud Palace entrance, glanced at the pensive Andrew Han, hesitated to speak, and instead waited quietly at his side.
Dan Booth's words and actions were cautious and reserved.
After this life-and-death battle, Andrew Han's status had risen to a level comparable to Sen, commanding universal respect and even awe.
Yet Andrew Han simply shook his head.
These days, he had been busy organizing the Mo-Tai Legacy, with no time to consider other matters. Advancing to Fifth-Order Starlight required him to determine his cultivation direction, and Andrew needed to consult Bailey's advice.
He turned, patted Dan Booth on the shoulder, and walked back inside the palace. "If there's something to discuss, come in and say it."
Dan Booth was of the White-Horn Clan.