Xu Tong nodded. "Off we go!"
When the two went downstairs to eat, Xu Tong noticed that Geng Shu's complexion had improved considerably.
She had not exactly looked sickly before, but her complexion had still been different from that of a normal person.
In fact, Xu Tong had taken the initiative to seal her cultivation partly to test what exactly was different about it.
With just a light probe, like a dragonfly skimming the water, he had already gained a rough understanding.
There was a problem with Geng Shu's cultivation itself. The Yin-Yang balance of her power was disrupted, and there was no way to forcibly correct it with Spiritual Power.
Put simply, it was as though her power had been poisoned.
Xu Tong did not yet know the root of the problem, but sealing her power for now brought only benefits and no harm.
After eating, the two went out for a walk.
Martial Arts Tournament merchandise was being sold everywhere-uniforms, weapons, and the like. Some people were even openly calling out prices for cultivation techniques.
However, Xu Tong took a glance and found that they were all low-grade martial cultivation techniques.
As the two approached the city center, they saw the completed arena and spectator stands.
Fences were still being built around them!
The arena alone occupied nearly a third of the city, which was why everything was so crowded.
There was a building beside it, with many people lining up outside. A sign read: Registration Office.
Soldiers in red armor were handling everything, while others shouted in the streets.
"Hurry up! Anyone who wants to register, get moving! Today's the last day!"
Whenever Xu Tong saw something like this, his hands inevitably itched for action. Geng Shu seemed to see through his thoughts and stopped a soldier