"The Sword Douluo ranked fifteenth—"
"By the Golden List's usual standards, the reward definitely won't be bad."
"Could it be a severed limb restored? Or a boost to Soul Power? Or perhaps a god-bestowed Soul Ring?"
Tang San's gaze lingered for a moment on Chen Xin's empty right sleeve.
If his arm were restored, Chen Xin's strength would return to its peak, perhaps even surpass it.
That would be an enormous help in the battles to come.
But—
A wave of greed suddenly rose in Tang San's heart.
What if the reward were some kind of divine object that could be transferred?
A Divine Artifact like Gu Yuena's ring, perhaps?
Or some kind of treasure containing the laws of the Great Dao?
Chen Xin was old, after all. His potential was spent.
Even if he were given a Divine Artifact, he couldn't bring out its full power, much less become a god.
But Tang San was different.
He carried the inheritance of Dual Godhood and was Heaven's chosen son.
If he could get the reward for this fifteenth place—
Tang San walked over to Ning Fengzhi without showing his intentions and spoke earnestly. "Uncle Ning, I admire Senior Sword Douluo's noble character."
"The great battle is upon us, and there are signs that the Divine Realm is interfering on Spirit Hall's side. We need every bit of strength we can get."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, giving it no further thought.
"Indeed. I can only hope this Golden List reward restores Uncle Jian's strength."
Tang San smiled faintly, then changed tack.
"Uncle Ning, if the reward is a pill that increases cultivation or a treasure that restores limbs, then of course it would be best for Senior Sword Douluo to use it."
"But—"
"If it's a powerful offensive Divine Artifact, or a