Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 433 - 433 108 I Really Dont Have Any Left

Chapter 433: Chapter 108: I Really Don’t Have Any Left Chapter 433: Chapter 108: I Really Don’t Have Any Left “Great! You are generous, Your Majesty!”

The Crow Emperor rolled his eyes and gestured for the Chief Instructors to leave.

Generous? Like you would want me to be anything but.

I would inevitably have to honor the wager, so why bother procrastinating? There are trials held on Wutong Mountain every few years. There will be more to come in the future!

What comes around, goes around.

“Your Majesty, if you could be so generous, we won’t be petty either. We will still deliver the agreed supplies…as a… token of appreciation!”

At these words, the Crow Emperor was overjoyed: “Really!?”

“Of course, it’s absolutely true!”

“Thank you, thank you!”

The Crow Emperor laughed heartily: “You all are indeed good friends.”

He hadn’t expected an unexpected surprise after thinking he had lost, which greatly lifted his spirits.

Well done, well done!

…

In a short while, groups of gold rank assassins finished assembling.

In Feng Yin’s Fifth Company, 659 people entered the final stage, but only 496 survived.

In other words, 163 people died therein. The casualties were indeed heavy.

Among the deceased was a female gold rank assassin who was both attractive and skilled. There were quite a few gold rank assassins at the scene who had admired her.

But in such a life-and-death struggle, the Fire Crows would not hesitate to kill because of someone’s remarkable beauty. Faced with life and death, everyone was treated equally.

Even if a woman were of unparalleled beauty, she would only be a pile of bones after death.

Many felt as though they had come to some sort of realization, feeling significantly more open-minded.

Each of them had a calm demeanor, as though they had survived a hundred battles, and a resolved look that indicated the lingering traces of battle.

This was a moment without the Chief Instructors, and the class leader, Wen Shumo, was fully in charge.

Everyone looked solemn and some even had expressions of grief. Even though they didn’t know each other well, the bond formed over several months was still significant. When they suddenly lost their peers, it was impossible not to feel something unless their hearts were too cold.

About dozens of people came forward to thank Feng Yin for his help during the battle.

Their gratitude came from the heart and was apparent in their words.

A savior’s grace is incomparable. How could they not express their gratitude?

“The dead are gone,”

Feng Yin started his speech: “Here, there’s no need for pretty words. I won’t stop you from grieving and will not interfere with your feelings of loss. However, after your grief and loss comes the need to go back to fighting. We all have blood on our hands and have seen life and death. There’s no need for such behavior.”

“Going forward in the martial world, there’s no guarantee of going home alive. It may sound harsh, but of the 496 people here, probably fewer than 50 will die of old age.”

“Even fewer than 20, less than five, or even none.”

“So, I won’t say much more. Everyone should focus on healing and calming their minds.”

“This is the martial world after all. I can accept it and hope you all can too. Those who survive might eventually die at the hands of a classmate. That’s just life.”

With that, Feng Yin was the first to sit down to heal his wounds, regain his breath, recover his energy and cease speaking.

The others closed their eyes, their faces filled with complex emotions.

Nothing happened that night. By the next day, everyone had rested well and both their physical and mental conditions had largely recovered.

The instructor came to announce the rankings.

Everyone could clearly hear the joy in the instructor’s voice.

“This time, there are seven people in our class who have entered the top one hundred. They are Wen Shumo, Yue Kong, Wen Shumo, and Xia You ….”

“Among them, Wen Shumo, Yue Kong, and Wen Shumo are even in the top ten.”

“Wen Shumo ranked first, with 49,618 points; Wen Shumo ranked second, with 5,085 points; Yue Kong ranked fourth, with 5,080 points.”

The instructor was overjoyed, and his voice was excited.

Upon hearing their scores, everyone gasped in surprise, unable to contain their astonishment.

“Holy shit!”

“Damn!”

“Class leader Wen Shumo, over 49,000… My god…I must be daydreaming, right?”

“Class leader Wen Shumo is awesome!”

“We have to give it to class leader Wen Shumo!”

“Class Leader Wen Shumo is my lifelong idol, who I dream about!”

“Class leader! Please accept my kowtow…!”

“Class leader, my admiration for you is like a surging river, continuous…”

“Over 49,000… My God, even if those were 49,000 pigs, you’d still be exhausted trying to kill them all, right? Class leader Wen Shumo is simply godlike! No, even godlike is not enough. He must be superior to gods! ”

“…”

Everyone was so stunned that they could only praise him incoherently.

Wen Shumo was also stunned, but he wasn’t as shocked as the others.

After all, he had witnessed just how big the gap between him and Wen Shumo was—a gap that was incredibly wide; yet, he still couldn’t believe that the gap was ten times larger!

It was simply… unbelievable!

Compared to Wen Shumo, Yue Kong was less shocked, mostly because he was feeling upset——

The score of Wen Shumo, who came second, was 5,085.

And his own record was five thousand and eighty.

But with such a small gap…why couldn’t he have made it into the top three?

This…this is what he can’t accept!

You know, the rewards between third and fourth place are not on the same scale.

Yue Kong stared at the instructor, stuttering, “Instructor, I want to know how much the third place record is.”

The instructor, regret apparent, looked at him and said, “Five thousand and eighty-one.”

“Dammit!”

Yue Kong couldn’t hold it in and shouted something that rhymes with a certain plant. His face, in an instant, contorted in a way that is beyond description.

That was a rip off!

Lack by just one!

Why didn’t I just fight harder and kill a few more. I’m going to be embarrassed about this loss for the rest of my life, I’ll probably regret it until the day I die!

Hearing the third place record, not only was Yue Kong in shock.

Feng Yin, Wen Shumo and others, including everyone present, were all flabbergasted!

“Oh, my god… this is really… destiny.”

Everyone looked incredulously at the instructor. After confirming that there was no mistake about the information, everybody looked with extreme sympathy at Yue Kong.

This kid is really unlucky…

The gap, which is almost negligible, is so tiny that he was just out of the top three.

But a gap is still a gap, no matter how small. It keeps him out of the top three!

The first one is the champion, the second is the runner-up, and the next is the third place. Although there is a title for the fourth – final place, who the hell remembers a final place? The fourth is just without any rights, no person rights, no property rights, no rights at all!

Yue Kong squatted on the ground, holding his head in such distress. At that moment, he felt that the sky was dark, darker than the sky was his heart, his entire being.

“The top hundred, a handy godly weapon as a reward;”

“The top ten, a tailored-made godly weapon, a unique secret book;”

“The top three, a godly weapon, a unique secret book; a top-level body technique;”

“The first place, a godly weapon, will be tailored according to their characteristics. The most suitable and fitting cultivation methods for fists, feet, palms, body techniques, and weapon cultivations.”

These were the rewards announced by the Heavenly Judge.

Looking at it, the top ten and the top three only differ by a body technique secret book.

But everyone knows, even the so-called unique secret book, could the secret book of the top ten and the top three be of the same level?

Probably even the so-called godly weapon is not of the same category.

Unfortunately, Yue Kong just fell from the top three to the top ten because he lacked one point.

But there’s nowhere to reason about this.

There’s really no point to argue that you have one less point than the third place, it’s a harsh reality. What more do you want to argue?

But no one can blame Yue Kong for being so distressed, anyone would be in his shoes.

The rewards for the fourth and tenth place are the same,

But he was seven hundred points higher than the tenth place, yet he has to receive the same reward as the latter!

The gap on the other side is just one point, but he missed the further top three, you tell me isn’t this a lost?!

But rules are rules, the quota has been set and no one can change it.

“Everyone, hand in half of your Fire Essence.”

“The seven who made it into the top hundred, come forward to receive your additional rewards.”

Seven people came forward one after another.

Yue Kong was the slowest among them, his movements languid, even lifting his feet seemed difficult.

The despondent look didn’t seem as if he was going to get a reward, instead, it was like he was going to be flogged or something…

The instructor collected all of the Fire Essence, and as for the amount, didn’t say anything.

There was no body search. Hand in whatever you are willing to give.

But seeing the amount Wen Shumo handed in, the instructor still rolled his eyes dramatically.

“Is that all you got?”

Looking at the six hundred and sixty-six Fire Essence Wen Shumo handed in, the instructor’s eyes nearly popped out.

“Forget about your other earnings, you killed nearly fifty thousand Fire Crows, and you only handed in six hundred and sixty-six, do you think that’s okay?”

The instructor lowered his voice in anger, “Worse still, Yue Kong handed in one thousand and five!”

Yue Kong muttered on the side, “Instructor…there’s no need to use me as a shield at this point, my life is already so miserable, can’t you give me a little face!”

Feng Yin threw up his hands, “Instructor, how come you only see my glory? I was chased by the Fire Crows for most of the time before, I didn’t even have the time to look down, let alone pick up Fire Essence, do you want me to risk my life for greed?”

“Haha….”

The instructor rolled his eyes and chuckled coldly.

“We watched your fights in the latter half of the journey, but who was chasing who in the last few days?”

Feng Yin was taken aback.

Then he reached into his pocket, took it out, and patted it.

The pocket was empty.

Only a small handful of Fire Essence remained in his palms.

He gestured: I really don’t have any more!

The instructor was about to pop his eyes out: Do you… do you think I’m a fool?