Linfei arrived at the Azure Mist Tournament grounds, a sprawling city alive with the vibrant energy of cultivators from across the county. Streets teemed with participants registered for the event, their diverse cultivations and martial arts styles making the atmosphere electric with anticipation. Market stalls and shops lined the avenues, selling rare instruments, potent cultivation pills, and masterfully crafted weapons. The scent of simmering herbs and exotic spices drifted from bustling restaurants, where warriors exchanged stories and strategies.
As Linfei wandered through the lively streets, he took in the grand scale of the tournament. Colourful banners fluttered overhead, representing families, sects, and pavilions, each sending their champions to seek glory. The crowd buzzed with excitement, bets being placed on promising talents, and whispers trading news of rivalries and secret techniques.
Pausing before a vendor whose shelves held exquisite training tools, Linfei saw a variety of tools to fight, pills that he had not seen before and people buying to get ready for tournament. Although the prize was high they didn't hesitate to buy it for the tournament
Every face he passed reflected the hunger for mastery, yet Linfei knew that strength alone would not win this contest; wit, endurance, and resolve would shape the battles ahead.
As dusk painted the sky, the colossal arena at the centre of the grounds stood ready to host the fierce clashes to come. Linfei's steps quickened, heart pounding with anticipation. under the watchful eyes of thousands, Linfei would step onto the stage and wait for tournament rules to be announced.