"I didn't hear that wrong, did I? Fourth place only got a little over ten thousand points?"
"Yeah, this... the gap between them and the top three is way too big, isn't it?"
"That's a difference of a full eighty thousand points! What's with those three? How many Spirit Beasts would they have to kill to get that many?"
"They'd need that many Spirit Beasts around for them to kill, too. Could they have taken down a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"
All kinds of discussions rose and fell across the plaza, filled with disbelief.
Quite a few people's guesses were actually very close to the truth.
But no matter how unbelievable it seemed, they didn't dare question Spirit Hall's authority. That would be tantamount to asking for death.
"Xu Kun?" Mu Qian exclaimed in surprise.
He had expected the scores of the three of them. Their taking the top spots had been all but certain, with no suspense at all.
Judging by the Spirit Beasts they had slain, even if their total score were cut to a third and then divided evenly, they would still have made the top three.
But Mu Qian had never expected Xu Kun to take fourth place.
"Isn't that guy a Food System Soul Master? He actually came in fourth?"
Zhu Zhuqing noticed Mu Qian's reaction and asked curiously, "What's wrong, A-Mu? Do you know him?"
Mu Qian nodded and briefly recounted what had happened that day.
After hearing the whole story, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help marveling at how wondrous fate could be.
That day, so he wouldn't be disturbed while absorbing a Spirit Ring, Mu Qian—who usually didn't involve himself in other people's affairs—had helped a stranger and, by chance, obtained a Spirit Bone.
There was no denying it: when opportunity came, there was