The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Chen Fan looked at Wu Aiguo's eyes and asked faintly, "What does this disciple ranking list you mentioned have anything to do with me?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Aiguo showed excitement on his face, and he looked extremely excited.

"Of course it does matter. You are Chen Fan. You must be respected by thousands of people. Isn't this disciple list tailored for you?"

Hearing this, Chen Fan almost didn't hold back his laugh. Wu Aiguo cared more about his own affairs than he did, like those Chinese fans in his previous life.

But this time, Wu Aiguo was afraid that he was going to be disappointed. He was very indifferent to fame and wealth. With that time, it would be better to practice with peace of mind.

Can't bear to let Wu Aiguo's hope be shattered, Chen Fan just needs to find an excuse to stop him.

Although Wu Aiguo's figure was a little jumpy, he was not stupid after all. After hearing the words, he could see what Chen Fan was thinking in his heart, and he was a bit disappointed.

After pondering for a long time, he said with a babbling laugh: "But the ranking has risen, and the rewards are indeed very rich..."

As soon as this statement came out, it could be said that Chen Fan's key point was immediately hit.

Although he doesn't value fame and fortune, he likes rewards.

At this moment, he was even more interested, and asked Wu Aiguo: "What do you mean by the rewards of the leaderboard?"

"It's just some pills, martial arts, and Lingbao and other things."

Speaking of these things, Wu Aiguo obviously lost the interest he had before. After all, he came from his family, and everything he wanted was at his fingertips, but Chen Fan was different.

He is afraid of being poor.

Although Chen Fan is a spiritual explorer, there is basically no shortage of spiritual stones, but there are some things that cannot be bought with spiritual stones. After all, he has never heard of anyone selling martial arts or spiritual treasures.

Even if there is, the level will not be too high.

After all, that is the treasure at the bottom of the box. Who gets it, or hides it for fear of being discovered, where will it be sold?

Thinking of this, Chen Fan was already interested and asked carefully what the rewards included.

Wu Aiguo naturally knows everything.

The Royal Academy has a treasure chest with countless treasures, materials for alchemy, martial arts, and spirit treasures.

And for every tenth place in the ranking, you can enter the treasure house once, and you can choose any item you like, no matter what it is!

In the deepest part of the legendary treasure house, there are prefecture-level martial arts and high-grade spirit treasures.

This news made Chen Fan salivate.

After all, there are not too many things like martial skills and spirit treasures. Besides, his cold light sword has been damaged in battle and can no longer exert its full strength. At this time, if he can obtain other spirit treasures, it is simply Chen Fan's dream. thing.

Without any hesitation, Chen Fan said directly to Wu Aiguo: "Then let's go and see how strong the people at the Royal Academy are!"

Wu Aiguo looked at Chen Fan incredulously. He didn't understand why he refused to go to the list before, but now he has so abruptly agreed.

"Is he just for those rewards?" Wu Aiguo muttered to himself.

But he didn't want to believe it. After all, would someone like Chen Fan lack those rewards?

It can only be said that Wu Aiguo does not know Chai Migui if he is not in charge. As a monk, which of the things he needs for practice is easy to get.

Chen Fan did this just to make himself stronger quickly.

Of course, no matter how you look at this kind of transition, there is a feeling of financial fandom, but what about it? Who in this world is not greedy for money?