Something Doesn't Seem Right

The low and mellow voice boomed across the entire square loud and clear.

Chu Liuyue didn't continue harping on Elder Qiuxi's mistake. Instead, she smiled and turned to look at the floating black marble board. Only one name remained on it, and that was hers—Chu Liuyue.

"The competition has ended. Please go back and get some rest before gathering at Xin Li Garden tomorrow morning. Representatives from Xi Ling City's top sects will be waiting there for you. Those who have yet to decide which sect to join may take their time to think it through today. Also, we'll be giving out your respective rewards tomorrow!"

Elder Duanmu Chun's words came as a reminder to many that the participants would be qualified to choose their sects, as stated before the start of the Wan Zheng Competition. Now that the competition was over, it was indeed time for them to do so.