Jiang Ping An separated off an energy clone and opened the palace doors.
The two Mission Pavilion stewards at the entrance straightened at once when they saw him appear.
The male steward said, "Jiang Ping An, we've been notified from above that you must make up the points you owe within three days. Otherwise, you'll be sent to the front lines to carry out a mission."
Jiang Ping An casually took out several King-level Seventh-Order Divine Weapons he had no use for and tossed them onto the ground.
The terrifying power radiating from the weapons drove both stewards back in a frenzy. They hurriedly raised shields to withstand the pressure.
Seeing so many high-grade Divine Weapons, the two stewards were both tempted and stunned.
These were King-level Seventh-Order Divine Weapons. Each was worth a fortune and could be exchanged for vast resources.
How could Jiang Ping An produce so many Divine Weapons at once?!
Could the rumors be true? Could someone really pick up heaps of resources on Creation Mountain?
Jiang Ping An took out the new Identity Token he had obtained upon entering the tribe and tossed it to them. He said evenly:
"Exchange these Divine Weapons for points and deposit them in my Identity Token."
To keep missions from interrupting his cultivation, he would first store a large sum of points in his Identity Token.
Those points would not vanish into thin air. When he needed them, he could exchange them for resources at the Sacred Blood Tribe's shops.
The female steward said, "Divine Weapons and Mystic Treasures can indeed be exchanged for the corresponding points, but the exchange must be handled at the Mission Pavilion. We aren't authorized to—"
Before she could finish, the male steward pulled her behind him and cut in:
"We can run that