Navuill er Yecine had thought he understood what 'continental significance' meant when he competed in the multi-regional tournament a half a year ago. He'd seen the crowds and felt the energy of cultivators and mortals alike gathered to witness young warriors prove themselves. But stepping off the transport and seeing the competition grounds transformed solely for Qatrand's hero ceremony... this was something entirely different.
The same towers and pavilions he remembered were draped in the formal banners of dozens of major Guilds once again. Where merchant stalls had once offered trinkets, they now only handed out refreshments at or below cost - because this was not about making them money, even if they could rake it in. On top of prime seating, they were also being paid to be there.
