Ye Yun's voice sounded, waking Jin Yuanbao from his sleep.
When he saw Ye Yun's receding figure and the Storage Bag placed beside him,
Jin Yuanbao opened his mouth. He wanted to call Ye Yun back, yet he did not know what to say.
At last, only after watching Ye Yun disappear from sight did he pick up the Storage Bag from the ground and inspect it.
Not looking was one thing; looking gave him a fright.
Inside the Storage Bag lay a neatly arranged pile of True Martial Hearts.
After counting them, Jin Yuanbao discovered that there were a full ten thousand True Martial Hearts in the pile.
At that moment, an emotion beyond words rose from the depths of Jin Yuanbao's heart.
He looked up in the direction Ye Yun had vanished, tears of gratitude glimmering in his eyes as he murmured, "Brother Ye Yun, I'll let you know that you did not choose the wrong friend!
"For this kindness today, I will repay you tenfold, a hundredfold."
The ten thousand True Martial Hearts Ye Yun had given him could be said to have directly secured his place among the top fifty.
As long as he obtained a few more True Martial Hearts in the remaining time,
then joining any one of the eight great sect forces would practically be as certain as nails driven into a board.
Thus, to Jin Yuanbao, this kindness was no less than the grace of saving his life.
Time flashed by again, and a month quietly passed.
Only three days remained until the Path of Heavenly Prodigies trial came to an end.
Over the past month, the entire True Martial Secret Realm had been a storm-tossed sea.
Heavenly prodigy martial artists from every side fought fiercely over True Martial Hearts, each