The sky was just beginning to lighten.
A gentle knock sounded on the gate of Qing No. 4 Courtyard.
Yang Jing was already up. After quickly washing up, he accepted the breakfast delivered by a servant disciple.
He finished his meal quickly. A pleasant warmth spread through his belly, and he felt his strength surge. He then rose and headed straight for the summit of Lingxi Peak.
Today was the twenty-ninth of April, the day the Cyan Qilin Battle was set to begin.
As was customary, he was to gather at the Internal Affairs Hall with the other participating disciples. From there, a Steward would lead them all to the Cyan Qilin Platform on the Main Peak.
Before long, Yang Jing arrived at the Internal Affairs Hall, located to the side of Lingxi Plaza.
A number of disciples had already gathered outside the Internal Affairs Hall.
