Grade A

In the plaza, Lu Zhen and the other four each lowered their heads to check the updated privileges on their Void Terminals.

"Third tier." Chen Fei looked at the light screen, and a rare flicker of excitement appeared on his stern face. "I ranked 2,100th and got assigned a C-grade dormitory."

"I'm C-grade too." Shi Yan smiled honestly and scratched his head. "2,300th place."

Su Mei chuckled. "I was luckier. I ranked 1,900th, just barely squeezing into the second tier—B-grade."

As for Feng Wuji, his foundation had always been profound. Combined with his command of the army in the later stages, he had amassed Ancient Jade at a tremendous rate. He too had received B-grade housing, and his ranking was extremely high.

The few of them exchanged glances, all filled with boundless emotion.

Before this, they had only been in the fourth tier.

"Brother Lu."

Feng Wuji's expression turned solemn, and he actually cupped his hands slightly. "On this trip to the Ancient Star, if not for you, forget rankings like these—we probably would have left our lives behind at Black Wind Fort."

"That's right, Brother Lu." Su Mei said in a sweet, coquettish voice, her gaze soft and lingering. "It was all thanks to your great display of might. We truly rode on your coattails this time."

"Brother Lu, great kindness needs no words of thanks!" Shi Yan patted his chest. "From now on, if there is ever anything you need from me, Shi Yan, just say the word. Even if it is a mountain of blades or a sea of fire, I won't so much as furrow my brow."

Chen Fei said nothing, but his grip around his spear tightened as he nodded heavily.

"You're overstating it." Lu Zhen waved a hand slightly. "The Ancient Star was dangerous.