Shen Cong Sheng stared fixedly at the surface of the Merit Stele.
Though nothing showed on the outside, he was indeed feeling a faint restlessness in his heart.
As the Shen clan's Grand Elder, he stood high and held great power. As a rank 8 great expert, he occupied the pinnacle of Gu cultivation. Yet before the Blissful Land True Inheritance, his foundation was unquestionably overshadowed.
Fang Yuan could accept medium-sized tasks, giving him an overwhelming advantage in competing for the Blissful Land True Inheritance. Shen Cong Sheng had been forced to rack his brains to catch up with Fang Yuan's footsteps.
Though he had come here with another purpose, the Blissful Land True Inheritance was right before his eyes. If he did not fight with all his strength for it, he would never be content.
Thus, although Shen Cong Sheng knew Fang Yuan intended to sow discord, he still forced the other Gu Immortals to try exchanging for all sorts of rewards.
To ease the other Gu Immortals' emotions as much as possible, Shen Cong Sheng even took out various immortal materials from his own immortal aperture as compensation.
But between these immortal materials and the Blissful Land True Inheritance, which was lighter and which was heavier was obvious at a glance.
The immortals, constrained by Shen Cong Sheng's prestige, had no choice but to comply. Naturally, the resentment in their hearts only grew deeper.
Shen Cong Sheng had lost the people's support. Worse still, none of the rewards the immortals had exchanged for allowed them to accept medium-sized tasks.
"There are simply too many rewards on this list. Excluding those already exchanged for, there are still three that seem the most likely." Shen Cong Sheng felt a headache coming on.
"Let's gamble." He knew time could not withstand