Lu Yin was exhilarated. "I'll make sure I see it clearly. I may be an ordinary person who can't understand what I'm seeing, but I'll do my best to describe everything I can understand."
"Good." Ji roared and clapped Lu Yin on the shoulder with his enormous hand. "What you see is different from what we see. Keep your eyes fixed on the battle. Don't let your guard down for even a moment."
"Young King Qing, to the top of the city wall. Come on." Jian Heng stepped forward, his sword intent shooting straight into the clouds.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Young King Qing looked up. "All right."
That single word sent Black Marsh City into a frenzy. People hurried down from the wall, clearing the way.
Countless people were thrilled. It was finally about to begin.
Many people across the Nine Heavens Universe had been hoping to see the contest for the title of First Young Master Lord. They wanted a champion chosen and the resources of the Nine Heavens Universe pooled to cultivate an unparalleled genius who could rival Mr. Lu—someone who would bring glory to the Nine Heavens, rather than let a person from the Heavenly Origin Universe stand above countless others.
"Ning Xiao, are you coming?" Ji shouted.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Ning Xiao folded his fan shut. "Of course."
One powerful aura after another surged into the sky. Beside the City Lord's Mansion, more imposing auras appeared, belonging to talented cultivators who had not entered.
Atop the city wall, gods and mortals would bear witness as the First Young Master Lord was decided.
The so-called gods were the talented cultivators. The mortals were ordinary people like Fugui.
Throughout history, ordinary people had rarely witnessed a contest for the title of Young Master Lord.