"Only these three?"
After Xuan Hu finished speaking, Su Que asked.
"Only these three," Xuan Hu replied.
Su Que had previously learned from Zhang Bengen that Zhang Bengen, a C Rank disciple, currently possessed a total of 13,561 merit points.
To advance to a B Rank disciple, one needed to accumulate 30,000 merit points.
The three targets Xuan Hu had named were worth only four or five hundred merit points each.
Even for targets like these, he would have to kill more than thirty before he could amass 30,000 merit points.
More than thirty people at this level of martial arts were not difficult to kill. The key was that he had no idea how long it would take to gather all thirty-odd targets.
"Are there any targets that can earn more merit points?" Su Que asked.
"There are, but they aren't targets you can handle," Xuan Hu said.
"Could you perhaps tell me about them?" Su Que clasped his fists.
Xuan Hu said, "You can't handle them, so there's no use telling you."
Your mother...
Su Que dearly wished he could punch straight through Xuan Hu.
But while killing Xuan Hu would be satisfying for the moment, he would no longer be able to use the identity of "Greedy Wolf" afterward.
Helplessly, Su Que cast aside the thought and said, "Could you name a price, or make a request, in exchange for all the Myriad Poisons Heart Sutra cultivation methods you know?"
"Hmph." Xuan Hu sneered. "Privately passing on martial arts is a grave taboo of the Tang Sect."
"If you so much as said that sentence, and I reported it, those above might very well send someone down to destroy your waist token, cripple your martial arts, and expel you from the Tang Sect."
"One thousand taels!" Su