Li Xi paid no attention to the hostile looks.
She walked straight to the registration desk.
The attendant behind the counter felt the chill radiating from Steward Li and instinctively straightened his back.
"Registering for the Sacred Blood Competition." Li Xi's voice was flat. "Entrant: Jiang Ping An. Faction: Li Clan."
The attendant did not dare delay. He hurriedly took out a jade slip and registered him.
A moment later, he held out a white token with both hands. "Senior, registration is complete. There is still some time before the Sacred Blood Competition for Third Level God Kings begins. Please enter early and wait so you don't miss it."
The Sacred Blood Competition proceeded in order of cultivation level, from lowest to highest.
The first to compete were those in the God Enlightenment Realm; Third Level God Kings went last.
Even the first God Enlightenment Realm match had yet to begin.
With registration complete, Li Xi did not linger. She turned toward a side door at the back of the hall.
The competition was being held inside this building.
Jiang Ping An followed her in silence.
Under countless hostile gazes, the two disappeared into the dark passage beyond the door.
As soon as they left, discussion broke out among the people of the various factions behind them.
"That Jiang Ping An kid—where did Li Xi find him?"
"No idea. Apparently, she brought him back after one of her trips."
"What's so special about him that he caught Li Xi's eye?"
"No need to worry too much. He isn't Li Xi, after all. Even with her personal guidance, could he possibly reach her level?"
Though many despised and rejected Li Xi, beneath those feelings lay an unease they could not conceal.
Jiang Ping An followed Li Xi through a dim corridor.