Departing for the Mystique Realm

Ling Mei approached with a smile on her face. "You're improving rapidly, if you continue like this you might even surpass me." She remarked teasingly.

Wan Ling paused, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. "I've been training hard for this competition. It might be fierce, but I want to earn my place fairly."

Ling Mei nodded. "I have no doubt you'll succeed. Shen Yuan didn't train you for nothing after all.."

Wan Ling looked around the training grounds, where groups of disciples sparred and exchanged pointers. "Do you think Shen Yuan will participate?"

Ling Mei's eyes sparkled with amusement. "He's in seclusion, isn't he? I think he will come out of his seclusion before the sect starts its competition."

The day of the competition soon arrived, and the atmosphere boiled with anticipation. The Grand Arena at another part of the Outer Sect was filled with spectators and participants alike.