Chapter 162
There are quite a few cultivators on the road the next day as we had to the city. It seems Caledonia, the city we’re headed to is holding a skills competition. Not one of cultivation directly, but for the associated skills that go with it. Cooking, alchemy, Inscription and Spellcraft.
"Should we show off for these small town locals?" Elder Song asks.
"It would be good practice before the Open Tournament begins. I heard we might not have time for life skills competitions this year due to the change in schedule?"
"True, the Inner Court competition will be during the first half of the week this time, overlapping with alchemy and inscription." Elder Song says sadly. Me and Karl are both now in the Core Formation Realm, no way would the open tournament accept us as outer disciples. In most local Sects, we’d be close to, if not already, becoming Elders.
"I’ll win cooking and alchemy, you take inscription and spellcraft?" I tease Karl, making him and Elder Song laugh.
As we approach the lineup at gates, Elder Song lets a bit of his aura slip so that the people around him can sense his cultivation level. There’s a lot of pushing and arguing over spots in line, the outer Sect competition spots are limited and everyone wants a shot to compete. But none of their pushing reaches us.
"Divine one, if you’re here with your disciples to spectate, you can bypass the line." a guard comes up to inform us.
"No, I would like for them to compete in the tournament, two competitions each." Elder Song informs him and the man takes a good look at us with a bit of startled look, just now noticing our cultivation.
"Two for the Inner Sect competition? Right this way then." He gestures us to the front and the crowd parts.
"I would prefer to compete in cooking and alchemy." I inform the clerk with a smile and he hands me a pair of silver tokens.
"And I will take inscription and Spell Crafting." Karl says firmly when the clerk looks up at him.