"In this world, fame and fortune were the two things no one would hand over to another. Not even Soul Masters were exceptions."
After the seven defenders took their places on the platforms, Xia Mu spoke again.
The Three Upper Sects and Lower Four Sects held extraordinary status. The Soul Hunting Forests within the two empires were jointly controlled by Spirit Hall, the two empires, and these seven sects.
Every Soul Hunting Forest was home to countless Soul Beasts. Soul Masters had to pay to enter and hunt for Soul Rings. Without money, they could not get in.
If someone was lucky enough to obtain a Soul Bone and put it up for auction, these powers could take a slice of the pie as well.
The Seven Great Sects were reselected every twenty years on the Douluo Continent precisely to divide these enormous profits.
Becoming one of the Seven Great Sects came with strict requirements, and challengers faced severe restrictions on their strength.
On top of that, each sect had to submit a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone as its entry fee for the competition.
Win, and they would recoup their investment with interest, then spend the next twenty years raking in wealth until their mouths dripped with oil.
Lose, and they would have to keep their heads down and build their strength.
"Each of these seven platforms already has a defender!"
"But Gu Rong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect only recently broke through. It looks like he'll be the weak point!"
Yue Guan pointed toward the seven platforms as he spoke.
The defenders had been decided long ago. They were the leaders of the Seven Great Sects.
"I wouldn't be so sure!"
"Twenty years ago, Chen Jianjun of the Seven Kill Sword Sect lost to Tang Chen