The others nodded in agreement and even sympathized with Fane.
Meanwhile, Bradley's lips curled into a cold smile as he stared at Fane's figure, able to guess what he was thinking of-conflict and agony.
Fane seemed plagued with worry as he stared at the phoenix in the illusory array.
He looked at the phoenix, then at the five remaining fruits before he silently calculated what the fruits would be worth.
He did not know if he would be able to take those fruits after he took them, and if Sky Peak Pavilion would keep them for themselves.
Furthermore, the phoenix was a spring solidifying realm beast, its core capable of fetching a pretty price. Other than the tournament, earning spirit crystals was the only thing in Fane's mind.
Spirit crystals were his biggest motivation.
Despite that, however, Fane was worried that Sky Peak Pavilion would stop him from bringing it back. The thought echoed in his mind as he thought about it a few times, and he grew more conflicted every second.
He did not care about how much time had passed. So
long as he beat Bradley's record, Phoenix Valley would be able to secure their victory. Not that long had passed at that point, too; he had much time to spare in the limit he set for himself.
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