The matches at the Cultivator Assembly were meant to be as fair as possible. So if a cultivator faced a steady stream of opponents, they had to be given some time to rest. This helped prevent the unfairness of a war of attrition. But no one could be kept waiting too long, so the rules allowed only one stick of incense for rest.
After hearing Yu Shen's explanation, Jin Sha'er paused in surprise. She glanced questioningly at Tian Xin and the others, and when they nodded, she knew the rule was real. She gave an awkward smile. "Hehe, fellow cultivator, I really didn't know about that rule. Sorry. All right, get some rest. I can come back in a bit."
Jin Sha'er paid no heed to Yu Shen's tearful expression and turned toward Ling Tian. As she walked, she sent him a voice transmission. "Martial Brother Ling Tian, why didn't you tell me about this rule? Were you trying to watch me make a fool of myself?"
"Of course not. I didn't know about it either." Ling Tian hurriedly explained, and he didn't look as if he were pretending.
Pfft! Yao Yu couldn't help laughing. She said with exasperation, "Ling Tian, you've been accepting challenges for over a year. Don't tell me you don't even know the rules? You people are just..."
"Sister Yao Yu, where we're from, we take turns going out to fight, so there's no need to rest at all," Lian Yue explained. Looking at Ling Tian's awkward expression, she couldn't help finding it funny. "It's not just Brother Tian. I didn't know about this rule either."
"All right, I give up. You people are something else." Yao Yu could only laugh helplessly. Then she looked at Yu Shen, who was recovering quickly, her face full of