Chapter 887: Wood Spirit Theater
The portal flashed in a blinding manner. Once Feng Feiyun’s group got out, they found themselves on a vast plain filled with barracks.
Some were on the ground; others floated in the air. Who knows how many cultivators were here?
“This is the Myriad-race Battlefield, Wood Spirit Theater, 875th division. Human heroes, welcome to the border. It’s time to fight for your kind’s prosperity and survival.” A middle-aged man riding a large wind beast came out from one of the barracks, fully adorned in thick armor. His spear was a ninth-ranked spirit treasure. His aura stirred the soul; he looked as majestic as a god of war.
To his waist was a black badge with the number - 18,159. This was his contribution number - a truly monstrous sum.
The ancestors from the ancient clans didn’t even have close to enough.
Keep in mind that just 100 points would earn one the title - Human Contributor. This allowed them to join the army of the territory lords. They would be treated like heroes after returning. Ancient clans would enthusiastically recruit them. After joining, they would have relatively high status there.
As for 1,000 points, the title would be Grand Contributor. They would become idols of sorts - the targets for recruitment of the medial clans to be their guest officials or generals.
At 10,000, these were all big shots, earning the title of War Monarch after returning. They would be given land in a domain and be allowed to start a clan or sect.
“Wow! A War Monarch!”
The majority of the crown immediately kneeled. Even the prodigies from the prestigious clan got down on one knee; their expression was filled with respect for a true master.
The half-demons did the same to show their respect. Meanwhile, Feiyun stood upright and glanced towards the horizon. The same scene seemed to be happening in multiple locations.