Nanling Prefecture, Demon Suppression Division headquarters, Merit Hall.
The lights in the hall were brightly lit, and the atmosphere was solemn and somewhat depressing.
All Imperial Guard who survived Hidden Dragon Trial have put on a clean black flying fish suit and stood in their respective queues. However, the bloody smell on their bodies and Sha Qi that have not completely dissipated still silently tell the cruelty inside Hundred Demon Cave.
Lu Chen stood calmly at the front of the queue.
He changed into a brand new Centurion official uniform, and his injuries had stabilized under the treatment of the elixir and his own Cultivation Method, but the fatigue caused by that bloody battle was still hidden deep in his eyes.
He could clearly feel the scrutinizing gazes from all directions, like searchlights, passing over him over and over again.
Not far away, Su Qingxue was standing in another team. Her injuries were more serious and her face was pale, but her eyes looking at Lu Chen were filled with undisguised worry.
In the hall, in addition to these surviving trialists, what is even more eye-catching are the dozens of figures lined up on both sides.
They are the heads or powerful elders of Nanling Prefecture major Aristocratic Clan and sects.
Their presence made the air in the Merit Hall seem to solidify into substance.
The conductor Zhou Wei sat high in the hall, while Captain Li stood aside.
"Quiet!"
A master of ceremonies sang and shouted loudly, and the hall fell silent instantly.
Zhou Wei's majestic eyes slowly scanned everyone below, and finally stopped for a moment on Lu Chen.
"Hidden Dragon Trial, the purpose is to select pillars for me, Great Yan, and select talents for Demon Suppression Division. In this trial, you have gone through life and death, slayed demons and demons, and have made outstanding achievements."
His voice was calm, but it had a power of its own.
"Now, according to the level of meritorious deeds, we will give you awards by roll call!"
The master of ceremonies unfolded a golden scroll, started from back to front, and announced loudly.
"Tenth place, Zhao family, Zhao Xin! Accumulate 1,123 merits, reward three Foundation Elixirs, enter Armory first floor and choose any Mysterious Grade Low Rank martial arts!"
A Aristocratic Clan disciple came out to receive the reward with a happy face.
"Ninth place, Wang Family, Wang Teng! Accumulated merit of 1,152..."
As each name was read out, some people in the hall were happy and some were sad.
When the top three names were read, the entire hall fell into dead silence, and everyone held their breath.
Yang Xiong finally ranked third and received an extremely generous reward. When he came out of the queue, he took a special look at Lu Chen. His eyes were complicated, showing admiration and a hint of unwillingness.
The second place is Su Qingxue.
Her achievements were finally fixed in 1974.
This number has far exceeded previous leaders.
However, everyone's focus is on the only undecided leader position.
The head of the family of the Ye Family, an old man with a sinister face, stared at Lu Chen with his eyes, as if he wanted to kill him directly on the Merit Hall with his eyes.
Finally, the master of ceremonies took a deep breath and used all his strength to pronounce the name that set off the whole audience.
"Hidden Dragon Trial, leader--"
He paused deliberately to whet everyone's appetite.
"Imperial Guard Camp Centurion, Lu Chen!"
"Total accumulated merit--four thousand one hundred and forty-eight!"
When this number rang out from the mouth of the emcee, the whole place fell into a strange dead silence. Then, the sound of gasps like a mountain roar and a tsunami came one after another!
Four thousand one hundred and forty-eight!
What a terrifying number this is! It's almost twice as much as the second place Su Qingxue!
What does this mean?
This means that he has killed many more demons alone than the other two in the top three combined!
How is this possible!
Just before everyone's shock subsided, the conductor Zhou Wei stood up in person.
He didn't speak, but held up a rosewood box that had been placed on the desk with his own hands.
The wooden box is covered with layers of rune restrictions.
Zhou Wei reached out and lightly touched the wooden box to unlock it.
He opened the lid of the box.
In an instant, a fragrance of life that was so rich that it was almost indissoluble, like a flood that broke a bank, instantly filled the entire Merit Hall!
Everyone who smelled this breath, regardless of their level of cultivation, felt their spirits suddenly lifted, and the Qi and Blood in their bodies became a little more lively, as if they had become several years younger out of thin air.
Countless gazes greedily focused on the small wooden box.
In the box, I saw a fruit that was completely red and gleaming, pulsing slightly like a living heart, lying quietly on the golden silk.
"Three hundred years old...Vermilion Fruit!" someone exclaimed.
It is the ultimate reward of this trial - three hundred years of Vermilion Fruit! It is said that taking one can extend your life by a hundred years out of thin air!
For a warrior, longevity is everything!
Lu Chen stepped onto the high platform step by step under the spotlight.
Every step he takes seems to step on the drumbeat of countless people's hearts.
He took the rosewood box from Zhou Wei.
It was warm and moist in his hands, and through the box, he could clearly feel the vitality contained in it, which was as majestic as the ocean.
The moment he took the wooden box, he clearly felt that there were at least ten unabashed eyes with extreme greed and murderous intent in the hall, like the most vicious snakes, locked on him.
Lu Chen held the wooden box in his hand, turned around expressionlessly, and walked off the platform.
His expression was as calm as water, and his steps were as steady as a mountain.
But only he knows that from this moment on, he has become the center of all undercurrents and vortices in Nanling Prefecture.
It's a crime to possess a jade!