As the years cycled by, the end of another year arrived in the blink of an eye, with longevity points still being added to mana.

Chen Xun, leading Black Bull, brought spiritual herbs to the main hall of the sect and secured a solid 200 contribution value.

"Bull, save it, we're not spending anymore. We're going to participate in the grand competition of the sect!" Chen Xun carefully placed the trigram token into his Storage Bag.

"Moo!" Black Bull was overjoyed.