Chapter 173 - An Advanced Ancient Mired In Modern Mediocrity

The cultivator's steps carried her swiftly along the outskirts of the competition grounds. It had taken longer to shrug her servant off than she would have liked. The woman finally agreed when it was suggested that she could be of help by remaining available to assist Dima in handling the delivery at the branch.

The late morning air still held a bit of a chill and the Skydancer wanted to remain perched on her shoulder instead of flying on its own accord, but both of those things would change soon enough. The sun on her face was warm as she took stock of the grounds.

She could have taken a carriage all the way from the train station, but walking allowed her to better observe the layout of the temporary merchant stalls being erected along the roads. It helped her get a feel for the expected scale of visitors, even though she had read up on the numbers beforehand.