The great hall was quiet, Yang Ling's words still echoing through it.
Lin Zhen and the others looked somewhat tense, their eyes fixed on Yang Ling.
The Headmaster of the Tun Tian Dao Palace fell silent for a few seconds, then smiled.
"Your contributions were substantial, but several other chief disciples earned military merits no less than yours.
"Simply killing Jiu Xingkong isn't enough to become my personal disciple directly.
"If you had brought back the head of a fifth rank expert this time, I would have agreed."
For a moment, quite a few mocking gazes fell on Yang Ling.
Lin Zhen and the others also breathed sighs of relief.
"Then this disciple would like rare flowers and herbs or pills that can increase my internal cultivation."
Yang Ling immediately changed his request.
He was only giving it a try. Trying didn't cost anything.
"What you want is a Great Tun Tian Restoration Pill, isn't it?"
The Headmaster of the Tun Tian Dao Palace said with a faint smile,
"This pill requires thirty-six varieties of rare flowers and herbs, along with a unique method, to refine.
"Even with the entire sect's efforts, our Tun Tian Dao Palace can only produce three a year.
"Your contributions this time aren't enough to earn you this pill."
Yang Ling grumbled inwardly. This man had said everything there was to say.
The problem was that he had no idea what other good things the Tun Tian Dao Palace had.
At that moment, the mockery in those gazes grew even stronger.
"How about this? Normally, only mountain masters are eligible to receive a Great Tun Tian Restoration Pill as a reward."
"At the end of next month, you chief disciples will compete against one another. I intend to select a personal disciple of the headmaster."