Volume 2 Chapter 426 Rewards.
The original quietness was gone, and noises rose and fell. This was not because they were disrespectful to Ye Tingmu, but because the news was too explosive. With so many things, they didn't want to know where Ye Tingmu got them. They just wanted to know who would get them.
It was at this time that Zhou Heisan began to announce the list.
"Now, let's begin announcing the winners of the third-class merit." As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd fell silent again. They held their breath and looked at the platform in the distance.
Tens of thousands of saints listened attentively, afraid of missing any details.
"The 367th Saint of the Northern Xuan Divine Clan ruled the Far North, benefited the people, and made contributions to the people. All of them were awarded third-class merit."
After the first announcement, the crowd became confused again. All members of the Nangong clan of the Beixuan Divine Clan were selected. What a concept! They couldn't imagine it.
Their eyes widened in disbelief. 367 Saints, that’s 367 divine weapons.
However, they became numb afterwards, because Zhou Heisan's voice never stopped and he continued to read.
"The Divine Tree Clan, 400 Saints, rule the forest and sea, are loved by the people, and have been awarded third-class merit..."
"The 265th Saint of the Canghai Clan...was awarded the third-class merit."
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All eight major clans of gods are included, and the number of saints is nearly thousands.
Next came the six major sects, followed by the major families, and then the other three domains, and those saints who came from humble backgrounds.
There are more than 9,000 people, all of whom have reached the third level of merit. This covers almost all the saints. What else is there to say?
I can only say that this is a really fucking bowl of water that has been served evenly, who can complain?
These more than 9,000 saints were all ecstatic, while some felt unworthy.
However, they could not refuse the temptation of the divine soldiers.
They all went up on stage to receive their rewards and began to kneel down to express their gratitude to Ye Tingmu.
"Nangong Tian brings the Northern Xuan 367 Saint to meet the King of the East Sea, and the king will live for ten thousand years."
"Cang Haiyuan leads the Cang Hai Saints to pay homage to the King of the East Sea..."
"Master of Piaomiao Sect, Zhou Feng pays homage to His Majesty the King. Long live His Majesty the King."
"Li Qi from the Yongding Marquisate pays his respects to the King."
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your blessing."
"Wang Wu pays his respects to the old Pavilion Master..."
Wave after wave of people came up to the stage to receive their awards, and the greetings never stopped.
Zhou Heisan also continued to read out, at a moderate speed.
At this moment, the saints who received the rewards carefully held their magic weapons, as happy as children, without any dignity of saints left.
Originally, they thought that the magic weapons were explosive enough, and when they saw the martial arts techniques, their brains were buzzing even more.
The skills recorded here are many times more powerful than what they have now.
They also know what this technique represents and what its value means.
No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it is just one weapon after all.
But the martial arts method is different, it can be passed down. With this martial arts method, not only can they reach the peak of the saint realm.
That is, their descendants, with this technique, will have an endless stream of saints being born.
"Oh my god, there is actually such a mysterious technique in the world."
"With this, my son will have a chance to become a saint."
"What virtue and ability have I possessed to earn the king's favor? In this life, my Li family will serve the king, and death is not a pity."
At this moment, whether those who already knew Ye Tingmu or those newly promoted saints, they all held the heavy rewards in their hands.
They had only one thought in their minds: in this life, even if it meant risking their lives for the man in front of them, they would do it without hesitation.
They have received too many favors, especially those children from poor families, who are willing to die for Ye Tingmu even if it means sacrificing all their belongings and the lives of their entire family.
This is what they really think at this moment.
A strong man, a strong man standing at the top of the world, not only is he not arrogant, he actually still remembers them.
Where can you find such a person? If such a person is not worth following, then where else in this world is there anyone worth following?
Compared to the saint's excitement, the crowd watching had already become numb.
For them, they now want to know who will receive the second-class merit and the first-class merit.
Zhou Heisan read for a full hour before the person with the third-class merit had just finished reading.
The sun was getting brighter in the sky at this time, but fortunately it was spring, so it was not very hot after all.
When the third-class merits were announced, the millions of people watching regained their spirits, because the next thing to do was to award the second-class merits, and they were looking forward to it very much.
Zhou Heisan cleared his throat and, at Ye Tingmu's signal, began to announce the winners of the second-class merit.
At this time, Jinghong was dozing off next to Ye Tingmu. Perhaps all this was too boring for her.
The recipients of second-class merit are different from those of third-class merit. Anyone who is a saint can obtain third-class merit.
The second-class merit must have outstanding contributions, or be a person who has participated in the war, or a person who has fought with Ye Tingmu.
The most representative ones here are the Dongfang family, the Chao bloodline, and the Yejia Village.
As well as some small families who followed Ye Tingmu at that time.
At this time, as Zhou Heisan finished his reading, a young man came up from the stone steps with thousands of people. They were all saints, but they did not choose to fly like the others.
They all stood straight, dressed in black, with a big word "Ye" embroidered on their chest.
When they appeared, they attracted the attention of everyone present.
Everyone knows who this is. This is the number one family in the world, the Ye family.
A family that gave birth to a thousand saints within a thousand years.
This family was founded by the King of Donghai himself. They all have the surname Ye and claim to be Ye Tingmu's direct descendants, but none of them is related to Ye Tingmu by blood.
The Ye family holds all the military and financial power in the world, and their civil officials are spread all over the East China Sea. Their power is enormous.
However, over the past thousand years, the Ye family has never been criticized, but has been praised by everyone. Whenever they are mentioned, they always praise their happiness and goodness.
The reason is simple, because for thousands of years, the Ye family has been working for world peace and the well-being of the people.
The rules of the Ye family are even more stringent. Those who bully the weak will be beheaded, those who are greedy for money will be beheaded, and those who retreat in battle will be beheaded...
As everyone knows, the members of the Ye family were born in humble circumstances. They were all orphans of the last chaotic era. Fortunately, they were adopted by Ye Tingmu, which saved their lives and gave them a surname and dignity.
Therefore, the people of the Ye family never look down on anyone, and they have always been working hard for an ideal, that is, equality for all.
Even though they knew this was impossible, the old patriarch once told them that all men are created equal, and they would never forget it.
They were redeemed by Ye Tingmu, so they also wanted to redeem others like Ye Tingmu.
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