Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect.
Atop the Ancestral Master Hall.
Chu Yuan was squatting beneath the Sect Master's throne.
He looked at the four items laid out before him.
A small tower, a jade pendant, a sphere, and a piece of paper resembling an invitation.
These four items were the rewards from the grand competition among thousands of sects.
But Chu Yuan had no idea what these four things were for.
Apart from the invitation, Chu Yuan had attempted to infuse mana into the other three to see if there would be any effects.
The result was that he found no effects whatsoever.
He did, however, feel a faint sense of feedback.
It was as if these three objects were disdainful of his weak mana and didn't care to bother with him.
This made Chu Yuan extremely frustrated.
He didn't know what to do with these three items anymore.
"Looking down on me? Today you dismiss me, but tomorrow when I become invincible, you'll be too high and mighty to reach."
Chu Yuan muttered to himself.
