Ten Great Divine Swords
After finishing the proposal and storing it in his space, Jiang Hao felt his head growing heavy. He had never experienced this before. The injury to his soul had truly affected him greatly.
He opened the system panel and looked at the newly added Merit Points section. It showed 16.97 million Merit Points. Jiang Hao wanted to see how many points it would take to heal his current injuries.
He issued an order to the system in his mind. "Use Merit Points to repair my soul injury."
The system quickly replied, "Ding~~ Fully repairing the host's soul injury requires 860,300 points. Confirm?"
860,000 points. That really was quite a lot.
"Cancel."
Jiang Hao canceled the use of Merit Points for healing.
What a cheapskate.
He left the Supercomputer Room, intending to visit the other departments. When he reached the small lake at the company, Little Baxia suddenly shot out from beneath the water. Jiang Hao held out his hand, and Little Baxia landed in his palm.
Jiang Hao had not brought Baxia with him on this trip to Maoshan. He had been afraid his master or others might notice something, so he had left him at the company as a wealth-bringing divine beast. And it had worked quite well—the company's fortune had grown increasingly robust.
As Jiang Hao's cultivation improved, Little Baxia became even more fond of his aura and always liked clinging to him. Stroking Dragon Head, Jiang Hao said, "I borrowed your soul for this mission, and you helped me tremendously. You deserve some of the credit too."
Little Baxia had no idea what he meant and simply looked at Jiang Hao with his tiny eyes.
What Jiang Hao had borrowed was the dragon soul imprint Baxia had left on him. If they had