"I promised you several treasures before, and if you perform well today, then I, the poor Taoist, will promise you a few more treasures. How about that?"
Li Ping'an looked towards the middle-aged male cultivator surrounded by immortals and sitting in the main seat inside the hall, already knowing who had transmitted his voice to him yesterday, and promptly bowed in respect.
Since the Sect Leader has said so, as his disciple, it's only right to comply.
He would simply demonstrate it later;
After all, this 'Artifact Refining Industrial Standard Trial Version' was something that would sooner or later become obsolete.
...
At this moment, the Mundane Affairs Hall was filled with hundreds of people, mostly sect members who had come to enjoy the show, and some who had come to receive the competition rewards.
This crowd formed a semicircle, creating the 'arena of debate' for what was to come.
