Young Talents Competition (11)

Watching the empty river, Ning Ye laughed as well.

Not bad, Purple Pole Palace. You've got nerve.

Have you no shame at all?

You actually had a demon beast run off with the treasure.

Forget Ning Ye—everyone in the stands had long since been glaring furiously at Silver Star Arhat.

Silver Star Arhat stubbornly insisted, "This does not violate the rules. As stipulated by the competition, there are rises and falls, gains and losses. This is the natural way of balance."

"Heh, what a fine argument." Yue Xinluo sneered.

What Silver Star Arhat spoke of was not an explicit rule, but an unwritten one.

It was chiefly meant to account for certain exceptional circumstances.

As mentioned before, if some great demon suddenly suffered qi deviation and started fighting wildly, then for the sake of continuing the event, the organizers would have to strike it down at once with a tribulation bolt.

But once the great demon was dead, what happened to the treasure it had been guarding?

They could hardly just leave it there and let someone receive it for free based on luck, could they?

In such circumstances, the organizers could temporarily send another demon beast to guard it. A high-level one would not do, because if a high-level beast went to guard it, that would mean another treasure had no one guarding it. So they would usually send a low-level demon creature instead. It did not matter who picked up a worthless treasure.

But that would create an imbalance. Generally speaking, the organizers would use the rules to temporarily strengthen it or grant it some other convenience—for instance, allowing it limited use of the treasure it guarded.

In short, it was a matter of restoring balance under exceptional circumstances.

Ning Ye had swept away nine divine artifacts in