The day of the long-awaited Four Mountains Martial Arts Gathering had finally arrived.
Early that morning, Wen Qingye stood with a sword in hand, his arms clasped behind his back. He gazed calmly at the radiant sunrise before him.
Xiaxia walked up to Wen Qingye's side. "Master, it's time to go," she said. "The Four Mountains Martial Arts Gathering is starting."
"Mm, let's go," Wen Qingye nodded.
Little Yunshan stood nearby, blinking before falling in step beside Xiaxia.
The Four Mountains Martial Arts Gathering was held in the Outer Courtyard's Martial Arts Hall, located just behind the Heaven-Reaching Martial Pavilion.
Behind the Heaven-Reaching Martial Pavilion lay a vast, open plaza. In its center stood a massive Purple Stone Arena, surrounded by towering ancient trees. From a distance, the sight was truly magnificent.
By the time Wen Qingye, Xiaxia, and Little Yunshan arrived, the area was already packed to the brim with people.
