Thirty Years of Prosperity, Blood Jade!

Thirty Years of Prosperity, Blood Jade!

The Imperial Front Martial Competition lasted three days in total and came to a successful conclusion.

Dedicated court historians would record the results of the competition, and public notices would be posted for all to see.

Whether they won or lost, the reputations of the competition's leading figures would spread throughout the Nine Provinces.

After all, those who had passed through layer upon layer of selection to finally reach Tianwu Imperial Palace and meet the Martial Emperor were already rare geniuses of extraordinary talent.

Even without this Imperial Front Martial Competition, they had been destined to become powerful figures renowned across the land.

It was only that they had gained such fame sooner than expected.

For most of them, this was naturally a good thing.

Where there was fame, there was profit. Those truly indifferent to fame and fortune were a minority among minorities. For most people, the more fame and profit they had, the better.

Who did not yearn for the moment when they achieved success and fame? This Imperial Front Martial Competition had let them experience that feeling.

At the same time, the competition had stirred up a wave of martial fervor among the common people.

Martial academies in every province and city saw a surge of new disciples. More and more martial artists emerged as a result, making humanity appear ever stronger. More powerful figures were bound to rise from among them in time; it was only a matter of when.

Within Tianwu Imperial Palace.

Song Changming walked through a carefully tended imperial garden with his hands behind his back, admiring the deliberately arranged scenery and its many strange peaks and unusual rocks.

Following behind him were Gu Qingfeng, who had come from across the sea, and Song Ping'an's daughter, Song