The host who hosted the tournament during the day was also there.
When everyone had arrived, the host put on a bright smile and said as he looked around, "I apologize for hastily inviting everyone here. All of you did great, and my boss is really happy. So, he told me to reward everyone."
"My name is Ludakris Dawson. Please call me Mister Dawson."
Ludakris clapped his hand, and a few young ladies with alluring bodies slowly walked in. Those ladies were dressed in revealing dresses, and each was holding a tray. In the tray were a few bottles of wine and some inner cores of the enchanted beast.
At that moment, many participants could not help but exclaim—they were stunned.
"Those are indeed the inner cores of at least Martial Saint enchanted beasts."
"Those wines are not cheap. I heard it costs a hundred thousand bucks for a bottle."
"The boss who organized this tournament is so wealthy. It's only the first day of the competition, and he's already giving out so many gifts."
The people there were utterly shocked, and they could not hide their excitement as they started discussing among themselves. However, Heather sat at the side, and her delicate face looked calm.
As the Sea Mackie Clan princess, Heather was very well-informed and did not bother about treasures and inner cores. She was just curious about the objective of the organizer spending so much on a tournament.
'All this because the mysterious person is obsessed with cultivation? That reason sounds a little far-fetched.'
"Come!" As Heather pondered, Ludakris grinned and instructed the beautiful ladies. "Distribute the inner cores and wine to everyone here."
The lovely ladies followed the instructions and began distributing the inner cores before pouring wine for everyone.
Ludakris was in a good mood. He raised his glass and chuckled. "Everyone here is a talented cultivator. It's my pleasure to know each of you. I wish you to be in your best condition and do better in tomorrow's competition. Cheers!"
Then, Ludakris finished the wine in his glass in one shot.
The group of people was very excited. 'This is only the first day of competition, and we're already getting inner cores of Martial Saint enchanted beasts. Would there be more rewards if we were to pass tomorrow's competition?'
'Huh?'
'What's that?'
Everyone was quietly impressed by the blood-red pearls in Ludakris' hand. At the same time, they felt a sense of oppression.
Finally, someone asked, "Mister Dawson, what's that in your hand?"
Swoosh! Everyone looked at Ludakris with a skeptical expression on their faces.
Heather frowned. She had a sneaking suspicion that the matter was not as straightforward as it appeared. 'There must be something about Ludakris and the mysterious employer who stands behind him.'
Ludakris responded to the query with a sinister smile and said, "Since that gentleman here has asked, I will no longer keep you all in the dark. Aside from being fascinated with cultivating, my employer planned this competition for another reason—establishing a sect. And everyone here will be a member of the sect."
"Don't worry. My boss is powerful. As long as you are loyal, there will be many benefits for you in the future."
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