Jiang Ding finished writing and glanced at his little notebook.
The first was that mortal king of East Spirit Prefecture. When he was sixteen—well, just a few days ago—that man had driven him out of East Spirit Prefecture and even led troops to surround and kill him. If he had not run fast enough, he might very well have fallen into an extremely dangerous situation.
This line was gray, not crossed out, unresolved, because that person had been beaten to death by someone else. There was nothing to be done about it.
The second was Mu Tianxue, the ancestor of Blood Slaughter Hall. She had also led people in an ambush against him and wanted to kill him. He had escaped at the time. This one had already been crossed out—completed.
The third was a shopkeeper from the Spirit Treasure Merchant Guild, who had cheated him out of 155 million. It had already been crossed out—resolved.
The fourth was True Monarch Divine Crow, who had destroyed his Tushan Immortal City once...
The fifty-fourth was the Great Sun Sword Sect. Their Nascent Soul True Lord had attacked him, and according to the principles of fairness, justice, and morality, compensation was required. This had not been resolved.
There were all sorts of them, a whole heap.
The one hundred seventeenth was Soil-Calming Sage. Numbers one hundred eighteen through one hundred twenty-four were seven Void Refinement Great Powers from the Immortal Sects.
Of course, he did not dare write down their true names. There might be some sort of resonance, so he used several circles and crosses instead. It was enough as long as he himself could understand them.
The unresolved ones were gray, while those already resolved were crossed out.
The ones still glowing were awaiting resolution. The management was