The venerated forefather smiled wryly when he noted Jiang Chen’s glum mood.

He knew the young man wasn’t terribly happy. Jiang Chen had made great contributions to the Eternal Sacred Land, but in return, the sacred land hadn’t offered much to him.

There were the resources in the vault, but the forefather had only let Jiang Chen take whatever he wanted because the most valuable hadn’t been stored there. What had been available for selection was far from the best treasures.

Moreover, rewards had been promised to Jiang Chen for aiding the Martial Sacred Land, but the promised payout had yet to materialize. He’d been too busy to even meet with Jiang Chen until now.

“Jiang Chen,” the forefather said...