On the night the Promotion Tournament ended, rows of bonfires were lit at the Royal Hunting Grounds.
Xue Ye held no elaborate banquet, merely having wine and meat delivered to the fifteen teams' camps. After fourteen consecutive rounds of competition, most people were too tired to change clothes and simply sat outside their tents to eat.
Shrek's camp was the liveliest.
Flender counted the Promotion Tournament rewards twice before personally putting them into his Soul Tool. Ma Hongjun made a circuit of the camps with a plate in hand, returning with three times as much meat as he had started with.
The prize money for first place in the Promotion Tournament was twice that of the Preliminary Tournament, and Xue Ye also honored his earlier promise. The next time a Shrek team member reached a bottleneck, the Royal Family would provide the locations of under-30,000-year Spirit Beasts and send people to assist with the hunt.
Flender had everyone press their fingerprints onto the document on the spot, lest the Royal Family change the official in charge later and leave them without proof.
Ning Rongrong looked at the paper covered in names. "Dean, His Majesty's seal is right there at the bottom."
"An extra precaution."
"Are you afraid the Royal Family won't honor it, or that we'll forget our Spirit Ring allotments?"
"Both."
Oscar stared at his plate. "Did you raid Divine Wind's camp?"
"Feng Xiaotian treated me."
Nearby, Feng Xiaotian immediately turned around. "When did I do that?"
"You didn't say anything when I took it."
"I was applying medicine!"
Yuan Yu sat beside the bonfire, a bandage wrapped around the web of his right hand. Before returning the Wine Gourd to him, Xiao Wu shook it to make sure there wasn't a single drop left inside, then tossed it