Heavenly Thunder Continent, Central Region, Thunder Prison headquarters.
Inside a grand hall, Mo Yu sat behind a desk, looking somewhat troubled at the various documents covering its surface.
These were the records of the various forces under the Thunder Prison, along with the tributes they had submitted and so on. They were exceedingly cumbersome.
However, as the Prison Master, he obviously did not need to handle these matters personally. Still, he had to listen to a summary of the prison's affairs once a month.
At the same time, Wind Emperor reached out and pushed aside the cluttered documents on the desk before taking out a scroll. "These are all the profits our Thunder Prison made last year. Altogether, they amount to 2.1 billion Sovereign Spiritual Liquids."
"2.1 billion..."
Mo Yu nodded slightly upon hearing the figure, his expression as calm as still water.
This figure was neither too much nor too little. When the Thunder God Palace ruled the Central Region, its income had been roughly the same. Now, the Thunder Prison was merely taking over what it had received.
Seeing Mo Yu's indifferent expression, Wind Emperor pondered briefly before saying, "Of those 2.1 billion Sovereign Spiritual Liquids, 900 million are used for the Prison Master's cultivation, while Venerable Mount Tai's annual tribute requires another 500 million.
"As for the remaining Sovereign Spiritual Liquids, they are supplied to the various divisions within the prison as cultivation resources. That portion costs roughly 700 million."
Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded slightly. Although he alone consumed nearly half of the Thunder Prison's resources, he did not feel embarrassed about it.
After all, as the Prison Master, this was a benefit he rightfully deserved. Presumably, no one would dare question it.
Moreover, after stepping into the Heavenly Sovereign realm, the resources required for cultivation