191 Zhao Feng exiting 2 (1/2)

“..... Final score: 2570.

Participant, your score has exceeded 1000 and you will receive the highest treatment from the Floating Crest Palace.”

Zhao Feng stood in the white crystal hall, pale faced and he wiped the blood off his lips.

Before he had died, the scene of the Mountain Monster had shocked him. Before that power, even those at the True Spirit Realm were ants.

Hmmm?

A white glow of light enveloped Zhao Feng and it sent a wave of warmness throughout his body that healed his injuries. This wave of warmness was similar to the jade that Zhao Feng had obtained from the treasury and had the properties of healing.

“2570 seems to be very high. I also get to receive the highest treatment?”

Zhao Feng recovered from his daze and he began to think about what the sound has just said. He was the last person that exited the trial, meaning that he was definitely first. But it was also because of this reason that he couldn’t compare with the previous participants.

“Usually, only one person in a thousand years would break the thousand point mark. As for your score, it had beaten the highest score recorded in the Floating Crest Palace in the past ten thousand years.”

The figure of a tall, powerful man appeared from nowhere. The figure was created by white lights and although it wasn’t real, it had a certain amount of intelligence.

Zhao Feng looked closely and he realised that the features of this person was slightly familiar.

He suddenly remembered the youth named ‘Li Ji’ in the canyon illusion.

“You’re Li Ji?”

Zhao Feng couldn’t help but blurt out. The two were just so alike - the only difference being the man was more mature.

“Hehe, I am ‘Li Fuji’. The figure you see right now is only a thought from the true me.” The man explained.

Zhao Feng clucked his tongue - the man wasn’t a true life form, but he had intelligence.

Miao miao!

At this time, the little thieving cat climbed out of the interspatial ring and it curiously inspected the man while sitting on Zhao Feng’s shoulder.

When the man saw the little thieving cat, stun flashed through his eyes but he didn’t ask anything.

“Participant, your score has exceeded 1000 and can receive the following treatment.

1. Use your points and exchange them for skills, weapons and other items.

2. Ask me to do anything within my capabilities. Of course, it will cost you a corresponding amount of points.

3. Give you a simple inheritance for free.”

The glowing man said.

Three treatments in total?

Zhao Feng fell into deep thought.

According to what he knew of the Floating Crest Trial, normal participants only received the first treatment. As for the record, he had never heard of this but for the third, he had remembered First Elder talking about it - there were chances of inheritances in the trial.

“My biggest advantage is the second treatment - to wish for anything.”

ZHao Feng thought about it, but first he had to understand how to exchange his points.

Information began to appear from his Floating Crest Token.

First was how Zhao Feng had gotten his points.

20 for passing the first stage. 30 for passing the second stage.

As for the third stage, it was calculated by time when the pursuit started.

The first to tenth day of the pursuit gave 10 points for every day.

Therefore, Zhao Feng received 100 for the first round of the pursuit.

This was only completed by Zhao Feng, Bei Moi and Yang Gan.

The second ten days of the pursuit gave 20 for each day, giving Zhao Feng another 200.

Only Zhao Feng and Bei Moi were able to complete this with the former being the only person to survive the third round of pursuit.

Zhao Feng was only able to survive one day of the fourth round before being killed by the ‘Mountain Monster’.

Therefore, Zhao Feng’s stage-passing score was: 720.

“My performance score is too much - 1350!”

Zhao Feng looked at it in more detail. Every black metal monster killed gave him 100 and because Zhao Feng killed 8, there was 800 points.

“Bei Moi didn’t even kill one monster. This means there’s at least 800 points between us and adding on the fact that he lasted shorter than me, there’s a gap of at least a thousand.”

A smile formed on Zhao Feng lips.

This meant that even the second best participant had at least a thousand points difference with him. Zhao Feng then started to search for information regarding the items that could be exchanged.

“Peak class Mortal skill - 80 points for one.

Peak grade Mortal weapons - 100 for one.