Looking at the things inside the Storage Ring, Chen Rong was so excited she could hardly contain herself.
The girl's circumstances were extremely difficult these days. Although she was already a Golden Core Cultivator, in a super plane like Qingluan Heaven, a Golden Core Cultivator was nothing.
Over the years, Su Fan had acquired countless spoils of war. Some were useless to him, and selling them would not bring in many Spirit Crystals.
As for some decent-quality cultivation resources, it seemed a pity to dispose of them cheaply, so he had kept them to reward low-level cultivators.
Chen Rong took a deep breath and carefully put away the Storage Ring. Just as she was about to return to the tea pavilion, the Communication Formation Disk at her waist began to vibrate slightly.
She removed the Communication Formation Disk and took a look, discovering that the message had come from her close friend in the sect.
"Rong Rong, let me ask you something. That country bumpkin you serve—is he from Crimson Cloud Heaven...?"
"Yes. Why...?"
"Then he's doomed. Do you know who he'll be facing next round...?"
"I don't know. I didn't ask..."
"That country bumpkin's opponent next round is the True Monarch Ming Shan of the Xuanyue Sword Sect—the one I serve..."
Seeing the message from her close friend, Chen Rong immediately froze.
She could not help sighing inwardly. That senior's luck is really terrible. He finally managed to make it through one round, only to run into a Sword Path senior in the seventh round.
Fine. She had originally thought she would be leaving today anyway. What was there to complain about after staying a few extra days?
Besides, that senior had just rewarded her with so many good things. Even if she left after the next round, she