The next day, the three of them went to the Mountain Clan's Gladiator Arena.
The Gladiator Arena was on the west side of the stockade. It was circular, and not very large.
The young people of the Mountain Clan sparred here, testing their martial skills and Soul Skills against one another.
Spirit Flame Maiden and Phoenix Flame Maiden also went down and had a match. Spirit Flame Maiden's Flame Spirit was agile and graceful, while Phoenix Flame Maiden's Fire Phoenix was domineering and fierce. The two of them fought to a standstill.
With neither of them using Soul Skills and only competing in technique, Phoenix Flame Maiden won by a slim margin. Spirit Flame Maiden was unconvinced and demanded another bout, but Phoenix Flame Maiden laughed and ran off.
Xiao Yun watched them roughhouse and smiled.
At dawn on the third day, something happened.
Xiao Yun was drinking tea in the Bamboo Building. Spirit Flame Maiden was practicing in the courtyard, her Silver Bell jingling as her dress fluttered.
Suddenly, a clamor came from the entrance of the stockade. Footsteps hurried and chaotic, someone shouting "Open the gate," someone shouting "Hurry," and someone shouting "Stop them."
Spirit Flame Maiden stopped practicing and pricked up her ears to listen, her expression changing slightly.
A rapid ringing sounded, urgent and shrill. It was the Mountain Clan's alarm bell.
"Something's happened." Spirit Flame Maiden quickly walked toward the Bamboo Building.
Phoenix Flame Maiden also ran out from next door. The three exchanged a glance, then quickly headed for the Council Hall.
The Council Hall was packed with people.
All seven elders had arrived, seated on both sides of the long table, their expressions solemn and their gazes grave.
Yan Pojun sat in the main seat, his face dark.
Huang Qianyu was not in