After hearing Sect Master Zhong Lingdao's speech of encouragement, two steward disciples walked into the hall, each carrying a tray.
On one tray was a gold-rimmed storage pouch, and on the other was a small pile of colorful mid-grade spirit stones. It seemed like the time to fulfill the promised rewards had arrived—this was probably meant as a morale boost before the battle, Han Li thought with a hint of malice.
The mid-grade spirit stones were to be taken freely according to each person's needs. Han Li already had one earth-attribute stone and one fire-attribute stone, so he took a blue water-attribute stone from the tray. No one competed with him for it.
But when it came time to draw spirit tools from the storage pouch, the disciples' reactions were quite different.