Third floor.
The steward standing at the stairwell was a burly man with a hooked nose. When he saw Zhang Lingshan and Song Yi come up, he got straight to the point. "My name is Zhao Chuanying. You may call me Steward Ying. You will be staying on this floor for a long time, so you need to remember my name."
"Yes, Steward Ying."
Zhang Lingshan and Song Yi hurriedly cupped their hands in respect.
Zhao Chuanying said, "Only now that you have entered the Third Layer can you be considered to have officially joined the Artifact Refining Pavilion. On this floor, there are no longer daily task quotas, nor will you be given Spirit Rice Meals every day. If you want to eat something, you'll have to exchange for it yourself with merit points. As for how many merit points you can get for refining an item, there is a detailed explanation on the wall. Go read it yourselves."
As he spoke, he pointed at the wall in the corridor. On it were not only introductions to the merit points for all kinds of artifact-refining materials, but also illustrated guides and descriptions of those materials' properties.
Zhang Lingshan and Song Yi could not help exchanging a glance, shocked.
The Artifact Refining Pavilion was actually this generous.
Just these illustrated guides and descriptions of material properties alone were enough to make a picture atlas. If put on the market, it would probably be worth quite a bit of money.
Especially for people like them who had ascended, these atlases of Immortal Realm artifact-refining materials were absolutely worth buying.
"See that?"
When Zhao Chuanying saw the look in Zhang Lingshan and Song Yi's eyes, he said, "Now that you've officially joined our Artifact Refining Pavilion, these are just appetizers. There will