Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1326 - 432: Shattered Star Sword, Yellow Mustard Bag, Departure Preparations, Rankings and Rewards (Part 4)

Great Xia consistently sorts its competitors by cultivation stages, splitting them into Cold Resistance Level, Earth-digging Realm Limit, and Earth-digging Realm. Frankly, this approach ramps up the thrill of the contests, even if it leaves fewer talking points.

The youth division draws the fiercest attention from every camp without fail;

Moreover, their hunger for top spots on these rankings dwarfs that of average folks.

Geniuses naturally command the spotlight, especially with Great Xia offering a massive public stage for all youths to flaunt their talents.

Right away, the entire crowd gathered in the Inner City for the event dove into blazing debates.

"Next up, rewards for the top ten!"

Yet the fervor got swiftly halted.

With Lin Kai starting to reveal the prizes, not only the twenty youths atop the stage but everyone else held their breath in suspense.

"Youth Group Champion: 500,000 taels of silver, 30 Yangyuan Pills, one customized Ten Thousand Forged Weapon, 50 pounds of refined salt, 10 pounds of top-grade spiritual wine, 50 meters of silk, 5 pounds of Beast King Level blood, 20 pounds of beast meat, 1 Suppression Talisman;

Runner-up: 400,000 taels of silver, 30 Yangyuan Pills, one customized Ten Thousand Forged Weapon, 40 pounds of refined salt, 8 pounds of top-grade spiritual wine, 40 meters of silk, 4 pounds of Beast King Level blood, 15 pounds of beast meat, 1 Suppression Talisman.

Third place.........

Teen Group Champion: 300,000 taels of silver, 30 Yangyuan Pills, one customized Ten Thousand Forged Weapon, 50 pounds of refined salt, 10 pounds of top-grade spiritual wine, 50 meters of silk, 5 pounds of Beast King Level blood, 20 pounds of beast meat, 1 Suppression Talisman;

Runner-up: 250,000 taels of silver, 30 Yangyuan Pills, one customized Ten Thousand Forged Weapon, 40 pounds of refined salt, 8 pounds of top-grade spiritual wine, 40 meters of silk, 4 pounds of Beast King Level blood, 15 pounds of beast meat, 1 Suppression Talisman.

Third place......"

Top ten rewards in both Youth and Teen Groups mirror each other closely, save for silver quantities that shift with rank. Higher placements bring lavish hauls that dwindle step by step, down to tenth's mere 100,000 taels of silver alongside heavily cut other prizes.

Even then, once Lin Kai wrapped up the announcement, the audience plunged into stunned hush, breaths ragged.

Great Xia tightly grips silver supplies, banning family stockpiles. Diverging from other camps, Xia dwellers still gauge riches via Contribution Value.

In the Camp Supply Department, each tael of silver fetches 10 Contribution Value points these days, so tenth place's silver alone equals 1 million points. Factoring the other eight rewards, the full package surpasses 2 million Contribution Value points at least.

Tie Xinchuan, Youth Group Champion, snags no less than 6 million points in a single sweep!

Beyond the listeners below, the twenty on stage plainly never foresaw such mind-blowing bounties; their faces locked in shock.

After what felt like forever, the twenty snapped to, dropping heads as one to honor the main hall's Lord, thundering together: "Greetings, Lord, may the Lord reign for ten thousand years, may Great Xia endure for ten thousand years!"

"Greetings, Lord, may the Lord reign for ten thousand years, may Great Xia endure for ten thousand years!"

It'd be no shock from just Xia natives, yet the four out-of-towners like Xiahou Qingqing joined the bow seamlessly, expressions betraying nothing odd.

This sight stretched Lin Kai's smile wider still.

His face abruptly stiffened, as if catching a signal, gaze whipping to the vacant main hall seat; piecing it instantly, he grinned: "Today's your lucky break, you twenty—ascend the hall to greet the Lord!"

Lin Kai's declaration ignited explosive joy across the young group's faces.

Lu Dong, Luo An, Liu Peng, Zou Ping, Zhao Yuandao, Zhao Yuankong and fellow Great Xia youths, long-time worshippers of Xia Hong, flushed crimson with hype, surging toward the main hall steps on instinct.

Just the Youth Group's final placer harbored doubt in his stare.

But as the rest rushed ahead to the hall, he bit down hard and tagged along.

"Don’t go, you can’t go up."

"You were the one who wanted me to compete, and now you know fear? Running is impossible, you’ll just die faster. I have no other choice; you better hide well—if discovered, we’re both doomed!"

Trailing behind the Youth Group, Fu Tiandu gazed upon the dazzling main hall. Unlike the others overflowing with thrill, his expression brimmed with anxiety and worry.

Yet beyond these emotions, a faint spark of hope flickered deep in his eyes.

He had buried this spark of hope so profoundly that it was nearly undetectable.