Gao Yang shook his head, tapping his fingertips lightly on the stone table. "I've only heard some scattered rumors. No one can say for sure what the specific rewards will be. But I imagine the official announcement for the Fushan Grand Competition will be posted soon. We'll find out then."
Xu Ziqiang nodded, picked up his teacup, and drained it in one gulp. The look in his eyes grew a few shades darker.
He was indeed confident in his own strength, but as for taking one of the top three spots, even he felt it was unrealistic.
Although the vast majority of the Xuanzhen Sect's Inner Qi Realm disciples were over thirty years old, there were still a few who were younger.
The two of them were considered among the best of the Inner Strength Realm disciples, but if they were to face an Inner Qi Realm expert, defeat was the only possible outcome.
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Night.
Yunxi Peak.
Inside Yuwen Mingjue's courtyard.
