Xuan Tian San was a rather fertile land, and across this land, many powerful sects had formed. Through the efforts of countless generations, these sects had also cultivated various formidable figures.
Among them, the grandest event in the entire Xuan Tian San was none other than the Sect Tournament.
As the name implied, the Sect Tournament was a joint grand celebration for all powerful forces within Xuan Tian San.
The rewards for the victors of the Sect Tournament were extremely bountiful. It was said that every person who won the championship of the Sect Tournament became a stepping stone to advancing into a Dou Xian in the future, which was why countless experts of Xuan Tian San flocked to it eagerly.
"Tomorrow, the Sect Tournament is about to begin."
"Why hasn't this kid Xiao Yan come back yet?" Inside the Burning Incense Pavilion, at Fen Tian's residence, a series of resentful sounds escaped from Fen Tian.
For this Sect Tournament, the biggest variable for their entire Burning Incense Pavilion was probably Xiao Yan.
"I say, old man Fen Tian, do you have to be like this?"
"Didn't that kid say with absolute certainty that he would win the championship, and that he would definitely return?"
"You're in a rush now, but it's useless." Beside him, Yan Chi laughed instead.
"You fellow, acting as a hands-off manager naturally means you don't understand. I'm doing this for the sake of the entire sect."
"Xiao Yan is currently the strongest expert. With him around, I can rest easy for this Sect Tournament. Without his leadership, I'm afraid our Burning Incense Pavilion disciples will suffer heavy losses once again."
"That kind of loss is something we can no longer afford to bear."
"If he doesn't return tomorrow, then for this Sect Tournament, our Burning