Victory Parade

It was the day after the tournament, and Wu Jian was taking part in a massive parade. Most of his thoughts were not on the parade, however, but on a conversation he had last night with Wu Meiying. She had informed him of something after hours of excitedly talking about his performance that made him wary. While he should be fine during the parade itself, he would need to remain vigilant once he entered the Realm of Sacred Flames.

The sun-kissed day shimmered with an air of excitement. The vibrant streets of the capital, Heavenly Chengshi, were lined with a multitude of cheering spectators, their voices merging into a cacophonous chorus of support for the cultivators who had proven their mettle. Banners and flags from sects and nations fluttered in the gentle breeze. Most of them were from the Xia Dynasty, but there were also flags for each nation that had a finalist placed within the top ten.