The Tournament Begins

Void Realm, Azure Wind Domain.

Deep within the Celestial Mechanism Pavilion.

Compared to the noisy grand hall where bottom-level data clerk Zhao Xun worked, the quiet room here was exceptionally refined.

Yan Pei was a junior supervisor of the Celestial Mechanism Pavilion.

Rushing River Realm, mid-stage!

Reaching the Rushing River Realm in the Great Wilderness was no easy feat, especially after breaking through to the mid-stage.

Someone like Zhao Xun under him, who had only just entered the Rushing River Realm, could only be considered bottom-tier in the Celestial Mechanism Pavilion. Though he could still intimidate people outside, he was nothing in this central hub.

But Yan Pei was different.

At his position, he held the data flow of the hundred realms in the Azure Wind Domain in his hands. That was genuine authority.

Countless chamber of commerce managers and academy stewards outside would do anything to curry favor with him.

"Buzz—"

The formation screen on the desk suddenly flickered with a faint golden glow.

"Hm?" Yan Pei raised his eyelids slightly.

Golden light represented someone newly advancing to the Gold rank.

"Coachman?" Yan Pei glanced at the codename, his expression calm.

The Azure Wind Domain was vast, with a hundred realms converging within it. Every day, if not a thousand, then at least eight hundred geniuses advanced to Gold rank. It was nothing unusual.

But when his gaze slid down the screen and landed on the "Place of Origin" field—

Yan Pei's hand, which was holding his tea, stopped.

"Nine Provinces Small World?"

He frowned slightly and gently tapped the screen with a fingertip.

A supervisor's authority naturally far exceeded that of a bottom-level data clerk.

With a swish.

Deeper confidential records were instantly retrieved.

"Real name: Lu Zhen."

"Bone age: thirty-one."

Yan Pei narrowed his eyes and read