In the vicinity of several cities nearby, inns were bursting at their seams, their rooms all booked with no vacancy.
Some martial artists of privileged backgrounds even went as far as to directly purchase residences within the city for their stay, causing property prices in the cities near Shenxiao Mountain to skyrocket overnight.
Martial artists traversed the city streets, carrying a variety of weapons. There were young talents fresh into Jianghu, respected masters who have long made their names, average folks who had achieved little in their lives, as well as those with great Qi Luck.
Atop a loft, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the experts walking to and fro in the city. Though he did not speak, his determined countenance radiated an intimidating aura.
