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The moment the prizes are revealed is always so exciting. Chen An was also very curious, and his attention was completely drawn to the sect leader presenting the awards.

The prize for the third-place winner, Jing Si, is a top-grade elixir that can extend one's lifespan by five hundred years.

For cultivators, this thing is completely useless as long as their cultivation speed is fast enough.

However, wealthy families often have children who lack talent for cultivation, and such children are extremely popular in the market, making them practically priceless.

Jing Si pouted, seemingly uninterested in the pill.

Fortunately, she remembered her master's instructions and put the items into her storage bag.

The second place winner is Si Ningning. In front of her is a large piece of top-grade black iron. This kind of thing is extremely rare. Even famous weapon refiners rarely manage to collect such a large piece.

For example, the person sitting behind Chen An said, "I've been blacksmithing for nearly two hundred years, and the largest piece I've ever seen is only big enough to forge a dagger. This piece can definitely be forged into a heavy sword."

The rewards this time are very generous, and everyone is eagerly anticipating what the first-place prize will be.

The sect leader had a faint smile on his lips. This reward was something he, Haotian, and Changtian had brought back from the secret realm not long ago.

When the red cloth was lifted, a large red box was revealed. Everyone's hearts pounded, and they unconsciously swallowed.

The sect leader opened the box.

A ginseng!

"What?!"

"Has the sect leader gone mad?!"

"Even though it was your own disciple who won first place, you don't have to fool Senior Sister Suwa like this!"

"This is so unfair!"

The murmurs from the audience were incessant. The sect leader's face was as black as ink. He closed the box again, moved the contents of his storage ring into his storage bag, and took out two top-grade recovery pills, handing them to Xu He.

As the sect leader's personal disciple, how could she not know that the original prize was a Qilin horn?

Haotian and Changtian both wanted this, but in the end, it was their master who suggested using the treasure as a prize for the martial arts tournament, and only then did the two main peak elders give up.

This was something all the elders knew, although the sect leader forbade them to let it slip, lest it be stolen.

But each of those elders had their own personality. Everyone knew that she had a chance to be in the top ten, and she only knew because the sect leader told her personally.

"The first place prize is a 4,000-square-meter storage ring and two top-grade pills."

The cultivators below looked around and stopped shouting.

Looking at his master who was bleeding profusely, Si Xun still wanted the Qilin horn more. The sect leader had given her that she could sell it for money, but the preciousness of the Qilin horn could not be measured by money.

Those rare and exotic animals have long since become extinct. How many of these things are left in the world?

"Wait a minute, where did the Qilin Horn go?" Si Xun turned to look at Gu Minglang, his face full of confusion.

When Chen An heard the words "Qilin Horn," he straightened his back, looked around, and pretended nothing had happened. Could it be that his prize was that worthless ginseng?

After the martial arts tournament ended, Chen An rushed back. Since the item was given to her in front of everyone, the sect leader shouldn't want it back. But how did it end up in his hands so inexplicably?

It's strange that the thief would steal it and then give it back to himself.

As soon as the flying crocodile landed, a person appeared out of thin air in front of it.

"Little girl, it's been a long time."

The moment Chen An saw this person, he desperately hoped that she had stolen the Qilin Horn for him, but the other party was an elder, which was too outrageous.

"Master, what brings you here?"

"I came to see you. By the way, if anyone asks you about the Qilin horn, just say you used it. Don't give it away. This thing is very beneficial to cultivators. I think you are very suitable for it. Remember to keep it safe." She patted Chen An's shoulder in a serious manner.

After saying this, she vanished into thin air.

"Don't hand it over, I'll take the blame for you if anything happens."

Elder Xu Hua's reappearance startled Chen An: "I understand, thank you, Aunt."

"gone."

They really came and went in a hurry.

Those who participated in the competition and those who knew what was inside were two different groups. But good news doesn't travel far, while bad news travels fast.

Xue Shumo had long ago realized that the Qilin horn had ended up in Chen An's hands. Her father had one and promised to give it to her once she reached the Two Elements Realm.

After an incense stick had burned, everyone returned. Once everyone had gone home, Chen An sat cross-legged on the bed.

The sounds outside were faint, but she heard them clearly. After her mental strength was enhanced, her perception of the outside world improved several levels.

After a long while, the person pacing outside finally knocked on the door.

Chen An, who was standing at the door, immediately opened it, and there was his master, Elder Ming San.

"Master, please come in."

After Elder Mingsan settled down, he cleared his throat and asked, "Did you use the Qilin horn?"

Chen An guessed that she had come for this matter, and had already prepared how to answer. Although this master was not very reliable, he was absolutely protective of his own.

"No."

"That's good, that's good, let me see."

Elder Mingsan rubbed his hands together, looking expectant, which made Chen An feel uneasy. As the master, he couldn't very well take his disciple's things away. After hesitating for a moment, Chen An still took them out.

"What a treasure! You have no idea what that old guy Haotian was up against showing it to me. He kept saying things like, 'If you're so capable, go find one yourself. Don't touch it.' But why would I need to go find one? My apprentice brought it back for me, didn't he?"

Chen An smiled awkwardly, his tone clearly indicating that he wanted to go over.

"After cultivating for so long, this is the first time I've ever touched a part of an ancient sacred beast. If I use this well, my cultivation will definitely increase rapidly."

Chen An cried inwardly, "Yes, Master."

"If I had obtained this while you were fighting like this, I might have won against the sect leader."

After much deliberation, Chen An felt that if he didn't take the initiative to distribute the items, he would be being unreasonable. "Master, you can take them if you want."

"What are you saying!" Elder Mingsan slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "I thought you were pretty smart. You think you can just give away what you've got? Even if I really wanted it, you couldn't give it to me. Do you hear me? You think you can take back what you've already got?"

This is a huge misunderstanding. Ming San is indeed a good master. "I understand. Please don't be angry, please sit down."

"I came here to tell you how to use this thing. Using it early will be beneficial for improving your cultivation. You draw your spiritual energy into it, then draw the spiritual energy out of it and put it into your body. That's how you do it."

After saying this, Elder Mingsan left the room, muttering under his breath, "Foolish fellow."

Chen An heard those three words clearly. She was just caught up in social obligations and what else could she do?

Now that he knew how to use it, Chen An began to operate it.

At first, everything went smoothly, and drawing out spiritual energy was effortless. However, each time it could only last for about ten seconds before the feeling of being cut off by the Qilin horn was extremely unpleasant.

After a whole night of fussing, Chen An had absorbed less than a tenth of the spiritual energy. He could clearly feel the restless power within his body. Although his cultivation level was not high, his strength and perception had increased significantly.