Yellow Mist

The arena was filled with hundreds of cultivators from low Stage one all the way to higher Stage ones; but naturally, the later ones were only the upperclassmen who were students of Moon Academy for several years and wanted to see just how strong the freshmen were. In truth, if it weren't for the challenge for the key's right they wouldn't even have come!

"I still don't understand why we came here. These are just kids playing around! Instead of wasting our precious time here, we should train even more!" 

A mature girl, in her early twenties, was sitting with crossed legs and arms, while a visible disdain was settling on her ice-cold face. Her sharp eyes with her crescent black eyebrows and long black hair, her face radiated a kind of arrogance, and at the same time a noble aura; it was like she was a queen sitting above the skies and below her, everyone was just a mere ant!