On the other hand, Little Quinn's father was acting very strangely. This kid had actually changed his ways—if it were before, he would have insisted on going out no matter what. If it were a place full of musclemen like the Mahoraga, that would be one thing, but this was the Kinnara, after all.

After three days of secluded cultivation, the carnival began. Aldrich finally dragged Owen out to have some fun. It was simple: it turned out that mastering peerless martial arts was so difficult that they couldn't understand it at all. Owen was the same; apparently, he wasn't even that good at reading, let alone deciphering all that densely packed content.

Three days of holding back was already their limit. In Aldrich's words, divine skills can't be achieved overnight—they need to be simmered slowly.

The two of them had been completely cut off from the outside world these past few days. As soon as they stepped outside, they were met with a sea of people—the carnival was finally about to begin!

They squeezed their way through the crowd. There were so many people, far more than they had imagined. How could this be? Although the Kinnara Carnival had always been a famous festival in the Boruo Realm, this was just too much.

And the atmosphere of madness felt a bit off.

From the shouts of the crowd, they vaguely caught a name—Mason Carter!

The idol of Boruo Continent's youth, son of Logan Carter, Mason Carter had arrived at the Kinnara royal city!

Mason Carter, who had become famous at a young age and then kept a low profile, had only grown in reputation, even surpassing his peers. Although he refused challenges from those his own age, he constantly challenged the masters of the older generation or sought to learn from others. Mason Carter not only received guidance from his father, King Carter, but also often sparred with the followers who had fought alongside King Carter in his campaigns. Any one of these followers was a renowned figure, their strength beyond question.

No one could now gauge the true strength of Mason Carter; all that was known was that he had already entered the Spirit Guidance Realm, setting an unprecedented record on the Boruo Continent.

For someone as reclusive as Mason Carter to appear at such a lively event naturally sparked endless speculation. Most believed that Mason Carter had come for Princess Maxwell.

Back in the day, Logan Carter had failed to win the Kinnara King's hand. Perhaps this son of the world's greatest warrior wanted to surpass his father.

Whatever the reason, the mere appearance of Mason Carter was enough to send countless young people into a frenzy. To challenge Mason Carter—what could be more thrilling than defeating him?

There were some rumors circulating, but no one believed them. A master who had reached the Spirit Guidance Realm at such a young age was the very definition of invincible.

Young people flocked forward, not because they saw hope, but purely out of a love for martial arts. After all, to face off against a master like Mason Carter, or even to witness the power of the world's number one martial art, the Demonic Heaven Skill, would be of immense benefit to their own growth.

Not just the young—even many established warriors wanted to give it a try. With Mason Carter as the opponent, there was no sense of bullying the weak.

The plaza of the City of Joy was now packed to the brim, people flooding in like mad. Even the surrounding buildings were crawling with spectators. The carnival was about to begin, the air filled with wonderful music, and young women poured into the streets—this was also a great opportunity to find a partner.

But because of a certain person's appearance, the festivities were delayed. Every ceremony began with the Warrior's Dance, a rule set by the Thunder Emperor Chishitian, but usually this was just a brief prelude. This time, however, the Kinnara King had invited a remarkable guest.

The Kinnara King and her ministers appeared, as beautiful as ever, as if time could not touch her. Beside the Kinnara King stood two young people—one, of course, was today's main character, the Kinnara Princess Grace Maxwell, celebrating her sixteenth birthday and coming-of-age ceremony.

The princess was chosen, but not every princess was qualified. After the coming-of-age ceremony, her status would be officially confirmed—not only as a princess, but also as the heir to the Kinnara King's throne.

The other young man, with marble-like features, was none other than the Yaksha Prince, Mason Carter.

People seemed even more interested in this young prince, especially the Kinnara girls, who surged forward like mad. Even Mason Carter himself probably hadn't expected to be so attractive.

Mason Carter's expression was cold and stern, completely unaffected by the carnival's festive atmosphere. This was not why he had come!

He had lost that battle in a confusing way, and with his martial-obsessed nature, he couldn't let it go. He had to fight again and get a clear result. So he had investigated all the way here, having heard that person would come to the Kinnara royal city. But in the Kinnara, which was not the Yaksha tribe, finding one person among so many was too difficult, so he could only turn to the Kinnara King.

By seniority, the Kinnara King was also his aunt, and she was very fond of this young man—he was so much like the King Carter of old. Although many years had passed, seeing the son of her former lover still moved her deeply.

Logically, the Kinnara King should have been wary of Mason Carter attracting her heir, but she did not avoid it. Every generation of Kinnara King had to pass the test of love, and Maxwell was no exception. Although her talent surpassed her own, she had yet to experience the world. If she could resist Mason Carter's charm, there would be nothing she couldn't overcome in the future.

The Kinnara King agreed to help Mason Carter find the person he was looking for, but on the condition that Mason Carter would give a martial performance at the carnival.