At night, Kunyang City blazed with lights. Rather than growing quiet after the sun set, the city became even livelier than it was during the day. Especially with the recent influx of cultivators—numbering in the millions—Kunyang City had truly begun to feel like a city that never slept.
Lin Chuan and Mu Li had already dressed themselves neatly. Compared to usual, they were far more formally dressed this time. After all, they were attending a gathering at the City Lord's Manor, and those present would all be outstanding young talents from major clans. They could not afford to be careless.
When the time came, Mu Zheng set off with the two of them. They boarded a carriage that had long been prepared and headed toward the manor in the center of Kunyang City.
The streets teemed with people, and the carriage moved slowly. Lin Chuan occasionally stuck his head out the window to look around. Everywhere he looked, there were people, and nearly all of them were cultivators. Ordinary mortals were rarely seen here.
"There may be contests at the gathering later. Just watch when the time comes—you don't need to actually take part!" Mu Zheng said.
"Father, what is the purpose of this gathering? If we don't participate in the contests, how are we supposed to prove our strength and talent?" Mu Li asked, somewhat puzzled.
"The gathering is merely for everyone to get acquainted. As for the contests, they were arranged long ago. They're mostly meant to let the disciples of major clans display their cultivation. I've already spoken in advance about the two of you. When the time comes, you can simply go straight to take Luo River Sect's test!" Mu Zheng said.
He knew how gifted his two sons were. As long as they were given