Cloudfall City, Peng Qianqiu!

There was an uproar throughout the venue as everyone recognized the man who’d taken the stage. He was a top-class talent within Cloudfall City’s younger generation, with a cultivation in the Refining Sinew stage of the Blood Circulation Realm.

Before long, a youth named Wu Zhuanghei stepped up to represent Guangling City. 

The two briefly greeted each other, and the fierce competition began.

From time to time, cheers exploded from the stands.

The atmosphere was starting to heat up, but although the VIP guests watched and made the odd comment, they were far calmer by comparison. They knew this was just the beginning.

Su Yi stood amidst the crowd, but after watching for just a few seconds, he inwardly shook his head. For him, sparring at this level was far too boring. It wasn’t even worth watching.

His gaze shifted, landing on the river. By comparison, the lamplit river and night sky were spectacular.

The lamps shone, the sails billowed, and every boat was packed to the brims with spectators, the sound of conversation, laughter, and cheering filling the air…

The sound of bamboo flutes emanated from the “flower boats”, with sultry songstresses dancing to add to the...