Reon and Xu Yang finally arrived at the grand gate of the Dueling Arena.
A large banner hung overhead, boldly displaying the words: Inner Disciple Selection Ceremony.
The area outside was bustling with noise and activity. Disciples crowded the road, excitement in the air thick enough to taste.
Dozens of makeshift stalls had sprung up along the sides, each manned by disciples hoping to earn Sect Points before the competition began.
"Mid-Tier, Grade-2 Healing Pill! Only 8,000 Sect Points! A must-have for those entering battle—don't miss it!"
"A Low-Tier, Grade-2 Heaven-Breaking Excalibur—yours for just 10,000 Sect Points!"
"High-Tier, Grade-2 Anti-Poison Pill! Only 12,000 Sect Points! You won't find these anywhere else today—supplies are limited!"
The shouts from the stall owners echoed down the road as they hawked their goods with practiced fervor.
Reon scanned the chaos calmly, his eyes glinting with amusement.
