As time passed, more and more battles were decided.
The winners received one hundred energy points, while the losers received only ten.
Those were the rewards on the surface. The most important reward, fortune points, was truly valuable.
There was another benefit: winners attracted the attention of more factions, drawing more investment.
As the saying went, fall behind one step and you fell behind at every step. This single victory could put them far ahead.
After winning his battle, Ye Fan wanted to issue another challenge, but he received notice that the next battle would begin in a hundred years.
This gave them time to develop, preventing Star Lords from continuing to fight after a defeat and endlessly draining their planets' potential.
Looking at the energy points and fortune he had received, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Thank you. Here's what you wanted."
Ye Fan transferred one point of fortune to Holy Mother Jin Ling. This resource was unimportant to him.
At least, it was of no use right now.
Seeing how readily Ye Fan paid, Holy Mother Jin Ling expressed her appreciation. "You're refreshingly straightforward, Star Lord Ye. I love dealing with straightforward people."
"This is a miniature spirit vein, worth five thousand energy points. It's yours."
Overjoyed, Ye Fan hurriedly said, "This... thank you, Holy Mother Jin Ling."
"Don't thank me. It's from my master, from the Sect of the Heavens. Keep it up! Unless something unusual happens, I'll be here for your next battle too. Until fate brings us together again." Holy Mother Jin Ling finished with a smile, then vanished in a flash.
Watching Jin Ling leave, Ye Fan was deeply moved. He sighed. "The revolution has yet to succeed. I still have to work harder!"
He looked at the miniature spirit vein in his hand