Chen Xun and Black Bull also took out every spirit herb from that storage bag, without holding back even a single one.
"If you failed to obtain three primary-flavor spirit herbs, there is no need to be discouraged. You can accumulate them for next time, and you will naturally receive Sect Contributions as well."
Wei Shan stood with one hand behind his back. A gleam flashed through his eyes as he calmly swept his gaze over the crowd. "I will record everything. The sect will not fail any of you."
Those words—the sect will not fail any of you—rekindled the ashes in many eyes. Their hearts surged with excitement. They had gained experience this time; in the next twenty years, they would still have another chance!
Yet Chen Xun and Black Bull trembled all over. Peak Master Wei had said he would not inspect them, but under the sensing of the Essence of All Things, he had just swept his gaze over every inch of their bodies. Fortunately, no one had dared to pocket anything. They were all honest people.
He and Black Bull were the most honest of all, having contributed the most to the sect. The others clearly had not noticed that inspection and were still listening closely to Wei Shan's words.
"Take out your Eight Trigrams Contribution Tokens."
Wei Shan looked utterly at ease. Spiritual power surged from his fingertips, and all the spirit herbs on the ground were collected into his storage ring. "Once the sect confirms them, your contribution points will naturally become tangible."
"Yes." Everyone cupped their hands and took out their Sect Contribution Tokens.
Wei Shan had already made estimated valuations based on the types and ages of the spirit herbs everyone had submitted.
More than a hundred people discovered an illusory number