He had actually become this famous—and even had fans.
Though he had made some preparations beforehand, he had never expected his reputation to have grown so large.
The major Martial Arts Associations didn't count; they would investigate their opponents' information anyway.
What he hadn't expected was that even the soldiers guarding Ten Thousand Mile City were his fans and wanted to treat him to a drink.
With a chuckle, Jiang Changkong politely declined their invitation and entered Ten Thousand Mile City.
Actually drinking was out of the question. They still had work to do, and Jiang Changkong still had to register.
There were only five days left to register for the Sin Domain quota competition.
Following the navigation, Jiang Changkong strode toward the registration site, which was also the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association's official website.
Inside Ten Thousand Mile City, there were even more people. The city was ablaze with lights, suffused with starlight, breathtakingly beautiful.
Jiang Changkong walked through the crowd, hurrying along while surveying the nearby shops and pedestrians.
Yao Meng hadn't lied to him. A major province and a major city really were different—Star Treasuries and Star Spirits were everywhere.
In just a few minutes, he had spotted several peak Star Spirits.
Any one of them could have gone out and dominated Jianghai Province.
Jiang Changkong could only sigh. As expected of the city where the Federation headquarters was located.
A fifteen-story building stood ahead. The Martial Arts Association's official website was on the eighth floor.
Jiang Changkong took the elevator to the eighth floor, where work was still underway.
Before him was a hall furnished with over a hundred chairs, every one of them occupied.
More than a dozen martial artists holding invitation letters stood in line. At the front, a young woman was