「The next day.」
The Clan sent over the rewards for first place in the ranking tournament early in the morning.
One Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng.
Three million taels of silver.
One purple Life Token.
And one opportunity to enter the Clan's Weapon Pavilion.
The Steward who delivered the rewards also vaguely expressed his desire to get on Chen Han's good side. After all, Chen Han had now entered the first tier of the Clan's Elite Disciples. While he might not yet be comparable to the Diamond Level disciples, he was only fifteen years old. His future was limitless.
Chen Han was very generous and tipped him fifty thousand taels of silver.
'Building some connections within the Clan is essential.'
The Steward had only just left.
Then, Chen Yu rushed over. He brought with him a ranking list from the Clan's inner council for the first-tier disciples.
Only disciples at or above the Martial Disciple Eleventh Layer were qualified to be on the list.
