The announcement made by the designer of the inheritance challenge left the crowd of cultivators giddy in excitement. But none of them were stupid enough to run headfirst into the third test without knowing what it was about.
Seeing their lack of enthusiasm about becoming a guinea pig for the rest, Han Xuhan decided to step in.
Of course, he wasn't volunteering either.
"My slaves! I can see that all of you are eager for the fruits of OUR labor. I, your kind master, will graciously allow you the fortune of going in before me!
"So who wants to go first? They'll even be rewarded with claps! There is also an exclusive reward for the ladies—a steaming hot kiss, from my skeleton soldier, no less!"
Zhanxian's consent was not brought into the equation.
Even though it was everyone's intention to take part in the third test to get their hands on the legacy of the Holy Land, when their most hated captor spoke up, they only felt waves of anger and hatred coursing through their veins.
