"Wait, Senior Brother, this… Where is this coming from? Are we not hiding anymore? Are we just going to show our hand to everyone in the city? And… Senior Brother, what's with all these tracks?"
"Good question. These are the race tracks."
"Hasn't your family already found out you're a Cultivator? And didn't those people outside just see you flying on your sword like an Immortal? Since the cat's out of the bag, we might as well go all in." Lin Qingfeng thumped his chest. "Besides, you're from this town. As your Senior Brother, I have to help you make a grand showing, right?"
"Today, you, as the creator of this architectural marvel, will host a 'Heaven-Ascending Marathon' for our Guixi Sect here in Anhe City."
"The first person to run from the city gate along the race tracks to the top of the tower will win a prize."
Lin Qingfeng pointed to several faintly glowing objects on the tower's spire.
