Watching his master's retreating figure, Li Qiu suddenly remembered that he still hadn't asked his master about the time and location of the Dharma Battle Tournament. It seemed his master was determined to be a completely hands-off boss. Oh well, he would just have to ask someone else.
At this moment, the monkey brother had already climbed onto Li Qiu's shoulders. It seemed to love this spot dearly right now, completely unaware of what Li Qiu was thinking: *Am I not just a street performer showing off a monkey now!*
The entire Qingmu Sect was already bustling with activity, no different from the mortal world, overflowing with a mixture of nervous excitement and festive cheer. Hosting the once-every-five-years Dharma Battle Tournament was a symbol of honor, so any sect capable of holding such a grand event would spare no effort to elevate the renown of their sect.
Chapter 68