"It's just a little sprain. Don't practice as hard for a few days and you will be fine," Ning said as he patched up a girl's sprained ankles. She had been training for the past few days a little too excessively and ended up spraining her ankle.

Ning had had many such disciples come to him for treatment for the last 3 months. Some had minor injuries, while others had major.

He made sure to fix everyone properly each time. The problem however was that they would come to him every single time they had a problem, which they had a lot. So, he hadn't managed to find a lot of time to cultivate.

What little time he did get, he used efficiently and easily broke through to the 9th Qi Condensation realm. Now, he was simply 1 step away from reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Still, he was happy with what he was doing, since by now, he had managed to gather 15 spirit stones. He could keep it as currency for later on or simply just use it and gain a tremendous amount of Qi at once.

"Thank you, doctor," the girl said and left the room.

Another disciple soon followed. This one was a boy.

"Doctor, I think I sprained my right arm. The wrist hurts a lot," he said.

"Let me check," Ning said and checked the wrist for damage. As expected, it was in fact very damaged. "What's up with you guys? This is already the 3rd such injury I've seen today. You guys seem to be practicing quite hard today," Ning said.

"Of course Doctor Ning. We need to get a high rank in the upcoming competition or we won't be able to take part in the Triennials at all," the boy said.

"Oh, you have a competition coming up? I'm quite surprised honestly. I can't wait to check it out," Ning said.

"Yes, doctor. Just watch me, I will enter the top 10 for sure," the boy said. Ning didn't even know who the boy really was as he only focused on treating them. Still, he cheered him on.

"By the way, who gets to take part in this competition? Only Core disciples?" Ning asked.

"Well, it's a combat-focused competition so, it's mostly going to be core disciples," the boy said.

"And how many participants? Is there anything for the winner?" Ning asked.

"No rewards actually. Well, the reward would be the opportunity to go to Hub island to take part in the Triennial Tournament. As for participants, it's going to be a competition between the Blue Dragon sect and Red Tiger sect, and of them, only 15 will get to go."

"It's an Island vs Island event, so there won't be many," the boy said.

"I see," Ning said. He quickly patched up the boy and sent him away. More disciples came after him with similar problems and Ning healed them all.

He was quite surprised by how excited the disciples were for the competition.

Once night fell and no more disciples came, he finally left the clinic and walked out. His room was above the clinic as well, but he needed some fresh air for now.

It was evening time and the sun had just gone down. The clinic was in the center of the sect, along with other major buildings. Ning only had a walk a small distance if he wanted to go to the library or the training plaza.

He had looked through the assortments of techniques that the Blue Dragon sect had and had even liked a few, but he had had no time to practice any.

If he had to say a bad thing about his current situation, then it would definitely be the lack of time.

He roamed the sect for a while. He saw the many disciples still training throughout the sect. Some were using swords, some spears, some bows and arrows, some whips, some staffs, and a lot of other nonconventional weapons.

Some even used nonweapons during their practice. He saw a person use a flute during practice. Ning didn't know how he fought, but he did and that was interesting. Some used Beasts to fight too. All in all, there was a variety of fighting styles that could be found in the sect.

Ning returned back to the clinic and went to his room to cultivate.

A few more days passed and it was finally the day for the inter-sect competition. He was notified about the competition a day ago since he needed to stay in the fighting arena for emergency medical care.

He complied and let them know what he needed.

The sect was under fanfare as the disciples were celebrating the competition as if it were a festival.

'They really love this competition huh?' Ning thought.

A massive arena of sorts was prepared around the fighting area that could hold a massive audience. People started arriving that filled the audience pretty soon.

Most of the seats however were filled by the disciples of the two sects. The competition was to be held in the Blue Dragon sect, so the disciples from the Red Tiger sects had started arriving.

The disciples of either sect were quite easily distinguishable. The uniform of the Blue Dragon sect was blue, while the Red Tiger sect was red.

Even then the Red Tiger sect didn't wear any uniforms for most of the time and liked to be bare-chested, which was also quite easily distinguishable.

The arena slowly filled and the important peoples of both of the sects started arriving as well. The two sect leaders of either sect as well as a few important elders filled the podium that was set high up. They consisted of the elders like Palio and Preso as well.

Ning tried searching for Anya, but it seemed she was kept away from the competition. Ning approved of it. Showing a bloody battle to a little girl wasn't necessary.

Soon, everyone had arrived and a giant horn blew marking the start of the competition.