The golden invitation card had some information on the Nine Prefecture Convention, including the time, length, and location. It also requested a reply detailing the number of people from the academy participating in the Dao discussion and the martial competition.

“The martial competition is two months from now? It’s so soon?” Long Chen was surprised.

Time always felt like it was slipping past him quickly. These two months were quite a short time for the current Long Chen.

“Your cultivation base is growing too slowly. With such a cultivation base, to tell the truth, we don’t really recommend that you participate in the martial competition,” said Heaven Master Dong Ming.

The Nine Prefecture Convention would be a gathering of heavenly geniuses. At that...