After speaking, Qin Qi quickly returned to his own side hall.
After all, this time the loss of primordial energy was quite severe; he needed to spend some time recuperating.
Just like that, a few days later.
Housekeeper Wu arrived again.
"Young Master, this storage pouch was sent by Lord Yan Shuiming!"
Qin Qi already roughly guessed what was being sent.
Opening it up, it was indeed all the tonics Yan Shuiming had promised.
"This Yan Shuiming actually has some conscience!" Qin Qi secretly gave a bitter smile in his heart.
Housekeeper Wu continued, "Besides that, there's one more thing."
"It's about the Celestial Martial Competition, isn't it?" Qin Qi said.
"Yes!"
Housekeeper Wu said, "Young Master, if you intend to participate in the Celestial Martial Competition, there are only ten days left before the participation deadline. If you truly want to register, for the sign-up..."
