"Sky City's Grand Tournament?" I asked curiously. Fu Yu thought for a moment before saying, "Doesn't your Windmist City have a grand tournament?"
"Our Windmist City hasn't been established for long, so we don't have a grand tournament. Naturally, we do have smaller competitions. I just don't know how your grand tournament works."
"Sky City holds a grand tournament once every year, with all the greatest prodigies facing off. Occasionally, people even die, because every battle is fought for their lives. Don't underestimate the fact that it's only held once a year. In reality, whether you can receive an abundance of resources each year depends entirely on the grand tournament. Some even wager their mountain strongholds against each other. Our Fucang Mountain naturally wouldn't dare do that. After all, losing would mean moving out of Fucang Mountain." Fu Yu smiled bitterly.
"Sky City's rat race has actually reached this level?"
"What is a rat race?"
"It means there's no external competition, so everyone turns to competing internally. Come to think of it, since the rat race is so severe that people even die in grand tournaments and wager mountain strongholds, how do the immortals usually get along with one another? Let's not even mention the prodigies. Even an ordinary Sky City disciple would become a prodigy anywhere else. Surely they wouldn't be willing to rank beneath others?" I asked with a smile.
"Alas, that's indeed the case. The rat race in Sky City is extremely severe. Although Sky City appears to be one whole entity, in reality, the mountain strongholds compete against one another. Sometimes, a disagreement even leads to an all-out fight and deaths. The mountain strongholds have also tried attacking one another. Sky City merely turns a blind eye, never showing favoritism toward the strong, nor being overly