As morning light once again bathed Blue Moon City, the thousand-year-old capital had already plunged into festival-like bustle. Blue-and-white banners hung along the streets, Moonstones embedded in Soul Tool lampposts gave off a gentle glow, and the air was thick with excitement and tension.
Li Xuansheng stood on the third-floor terrace of the eastern courtyard, overlooking the endless stream of people below. There were not only Soul Masters from the competing teams, but also merchants, tourists, information brokers, and spies from gambling houses from all over the continent... The All-Continent Youth Soul Master Tournament was not merely a stage for young Soul Masters to make their names. It was also a grand event and a battlefield of schemes held once every three years across the continent.
"Xuansheng, it's time to leave," Dongyue Qi called from behind him.
Li Xuansheng turned around. The thirty young members of the Li Family and Dongyue Family were already fully prepared. Today was the day the tournament rules would officially be announced and the preliminary draw would be held. Every competing team had to be present in full.
"Let's go."
The group left the courtyard and merged into the crowd heading for Blue Moon Arena. Along the way, the boundaries between the teams were unmistakable—matching uniforms, harmonized auras, and wary, appraising looks whenever their gazes met. The chaotic clamor from the qualification review days had vanished, replaced by a grim tension poised to erupt.
Before the temporary giant white hall known as the "Council Hall," on the eastern side of Blue Moon Arena, eighty-four flags representing the competing factions fluttered in the wind. Beneath them, the teams stood in orderly formations according to their regional divisions.
As representatives of the eastern region, the Li Family and Dongyue Family had been placed near the front of