The disappearance of the portal signifies that the competition for these spots has come to a complete end.
All the cultivators who were supposed to come out have come out, and those who didn't come out will never come out again.
People from all the major factions gathered together to take stock of their losses and the jade tokens they had acquired.
Han Bingning also gathered all the people from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land together. She casually sealed off a section of the void and spoke in a deep voice:
"Of the thousand people who entered our Ancient Desolate Holy Land this time, only six hundred and eighty-five have come out alive."
"Three hundred and fifteen people perished in the Mystic Origin Mountain Range, including eighteen Nascent Soul Cultivator."
These words created a slightly heavy and oppressive atmosphere.
Ye Xuan was momentarily stunned.
The competition for just one spot resulted in a mortality rate exceeding 30%, which is undeniably incredibly bloody and brutal.
This is just the competition for spots; what will the opening of the next secret realm bring? How brutal will it be, and how high will the death rate be?
Han Bingning's usually cold and pretty face also showed a slight heaviness. She said in a low voice, "Now, tell me what you've gained. Whoever obtained a jade token, please step forward."
Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as Han Bingning finished speaking, dozens of elders and disciples from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land stepped out.
Ye Xuan glanced at the number; there were a total of seventy-three people.
Among those seventy-three people were Luo Yuan and Qiu Yue.
Luo Yuan at Han Bingning, then bowed and said, "Holy Lord, I received two quota jade tokens this time, and this one is extra."
Qiu Yue also took out two jade tokens for the quota and respectfully said, "Holy Lord, I also received three, and these two are extras."
According to the rules, the jade tokens for the quota belong to whoever grabs them; the opportunity belongs to that person.
Even if Han Bingning were a Holy Lord, she wouldn't forcibly strip him of his power and then hand him over to a disciple she favored to enter the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm. This is a matter of personal opportunity.
But any extra can be given to the Holy Lord for distribution.
Han Bingning accepted the three jade tokens for the quota from Luo Yuan and Qiu Yue, but her cold, jade-like face showed no joy; instead, it held a hint of sorrow.
"So, this time, our Ancient Desolate Holy Land only obtained seventy-six jade tokens for a spot?"
Seventy-six jade tokens would be a considerable number in other top-tier Lineage and forces.
However, if placed within a powerful force like the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, then such a small number would be truly pitiful.
After all, there are a total of two thousand jade tokens for the quota.
The others also looked somewhat somber.
A thousand people entered the Mystic Origin Mountain Range to compete for the quota jade tokens, and now more than three hundred have perished, but they have only obtained seventy-six quota jade tokens.
It must be said that the gains and losses were truly disproportionate.
That's how the Ancient Desolate Holy Land gradually declined.
Ye Xuan watched this scene with a heavy expression and complicated emotions, and for a moment he forgot to speak.
Qiu Yue lowered her head, secretly glancing at Ye Xuan, then pursed her luscious red lips and said:
"Holy Lord, the Holy Son hasn't revealed how many quota jade tokens he obtained yet. Given his strength, I imagine he must have acquired quite a few."
She was speaking the absolute truth, without the slightest hint of provocation or mockery.
Because, putting aside everything else, just during the time she was besieged by Zhou He, she personally witnessed Ye Xuan snatch two or three hundred jade tokens from the demonic beasts.
The other elders and disciples' eyes lit up upon hearing this, but then their expressions dimmed.
The Mystic Origin Mountain Range is so vast, yet there are only two thousand jade tokens available. Even with Ye Xuan's extraordinary talent and heaven-defying combat power, how many could he possibly obtain?
With tens of thousands of cultivators and only two thousand jade tokens available, even if Ye Xuan kept killing and robbing, he probably wouldn't be able to actually obtain many.
Not to mention, Ye Xuan had already been besieged and chased by Zhou He and others, so where would he have had time to rob?
It can be said that, apart from a few people like Luo Yuan, no one believed that Ye Xuan had a lot of quota jade tokens.
In their view, having ten or eighteen of them would already be incredibly extraordinary.
Upon hearing this, Han Bingning's cold eyes lit up for a moment, then returned to normal.
She gave a wry smile and looked at Ye Xuan: " Ye Xuan, how many jade tokens did you get this time?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan snapped out of his daze.
However, he couldn't help but frown.
Because he truly had no idea how many jade tokens he had obtained.
At first he did the calculations, but later he stopped, even though there were quite a few.
Seeing Ye Xuan's appearance, the elders and disciples assumed that Ye Xuan hadn't obtained many quota jade tokens, so some of them tried to comfort him:
"Holy Son, it doesn't matter if you don't get much; you're already used to it anyway."
"Yes, Holy Son, it's already quite good that you were able to participate in this competition for a spot with your cultivation at the Wheel Sea Realm, and even obtain a spot jade token. There's no need to feel pressured."
"That's right. Looking across the entire Eastern Wasteland, who else would dare to compete for a spot in the Xuanyuan Mystic Realm with only the cultivation level of the Wheel Sea, and even obtain a jade token?"
These elders and disciples all meant well, after all, Ye Xuan was the Holy Son, the hope and future of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
They didn't want to put pressure on Ye Xuan over such a small matter, which could damage his Ye Xuan heart.
That would be really bad.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Everyone, you've misunderstood. I do have some quota jade tokens, but I don't know exactly how many."
As he spoke, a whole bunch of jade tokens for the quota appeared out of thin air on the ground.
The clinking sound of the jade token hitting the ground stunned everyone present.
Holy crap!
What did they see?
Am I seeing things?
Or perhaps these jade tokens for the quotas are all fake, forged by Ye Xuan?
Even with her icy gaze Han Bingning, her beautiful, cold eyes widened involuntarily, and her heart pounded wildly.
That's way too much!
Ye Xuan didn't care about all that; instead, he kept throwing out the jade tokens for the quotas while counting them:
Three hundred and thirty-five.
"Four hundred and thirty-six,"
"501,"
Finally, he looked up, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I'm so sorry, that's all I have, five hundred and one yuan."
He couldn't help but sigh, "Out of two thousand jade tokens, I only received five hundred and one. This is indeed my fault, and I'm sorry to have disappointed everyone."
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.
They just wanted to ask, are you fucking serious? Is this even human language?
Two thousand jade tokens were up for grabs, tens of thousands competed for them, and you managed to snag five hundred and one. You still think that's not enough?
Fortunately, no one from other factions heard this, otherwise they might have gone to great lengths to beat this bastard to death.
Qiu Yue couldn't help but cover her rosy lips with one hand, while covering her chest with the other, her watery eyes fixed intently on Ye Xuan.
She strongly suspected that Ye Xuan was deliberately showing off.
At this moment, even she felt an urge to beat Ye Xuan up.
Han Bingning, now a Holy Lord, and having been frequently provoked, quickly calmed down.
She maintained her aloof and dignified demeanor, glancing at Ye Xuan with her icy, beautiful eyes before waving her jade hand, causing all the jade tokens for the quota to disappear.
She simply took out one, handed it to Ye Xuan, and said casually, "Hmm, not bad. Five hundred and one yuan is indeed a bit low, but it's barely acceptable."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, dumbfounded, and completely bewildered.
At this moment, even the psychological grief caused by the death of a fellow disciple was completely forgotten.
At the same time, the area where the Carefree Holy Land was located was shrouded in gloom and despair.
The entire area was shrouded in endless, violent killing intent, creating a suffocatingly oppressive atmosphere.