The third day of the Liujiang Grand Gathering was also the final day of the martial contests.
Today, Song You did not go to the pavilion halfway up the mountain. Instead, at Heroine Wu's enthusiastic invitation, he went with her to watch from the middle of Yan Immortal Terrace—the outermost edge of the yin-yang fish diagram, the area reserved exclusively for the Xishan Sect. The martial artists fought within the yin-yang diagram ahead. Not only could they be seen clearly from this spot, but sometimes the gusts from fists and Sword Qi would even skim past one's scalp.
The Xishan Sect had brought several dozen people, all experts from the sect.
Daoism was popular in Yizhou, and the Xishan Sect was also on good terms with several Daoist temples on Qingcheng Mountain. Song You was a Daoist and a fellow Yizhou native, so the Xishan Sect's leader and Heroine Wu's master came over to exchange a few words with him. After chatting about Qingcheng Mountain and the temples upon it, they too went to take their seats.
There were not many chairs here. Most were occupied by sect leaders, elders, and others of high status from the major sects. Those farther back stood, while those nearer the front simply sat on the ground. No one stood on ceremony anyway.
Heroine Wu sat cross-legged on the ground at the very front. As the guest she had invited, Song You sat beside her.
A Three Flower Cat sat obediently nearby, grooming its fur.
From behind them, people could vaguely be heard discussing:
"Look! Another swallow!"
"There has only ever been one. It's probably the same one from yesterday and the day before, just back again today."
"This swallow probably isn't ordinary either."
"I'd guess so too..."
Hearing this, Song You also looked