Zhunti watched himself get shoved aside by the Merit Torrent, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"I actually got pushed away by Merit!
The Earthly Dao really does despise me!
Look at me, Martial Brother—I wanted to mooch off it but couldn't, so I could only stare helplessly!
I just wanted to see if I could pick up a few scraps. Was there any need to target me so much?
I even ended up as background scenery."
Jieyin felt not the slightest sympathy.
"Who told you to squat there picking up Purified Blood Glaze while they were suppressing the Blood Sea? The Earthly Dao saw all of that.
You barely contributed anything, yet you still wanted to mooch off Merit?
How could there be such a good deal?"
Zhunti curled his lips but did not argue. Secretly, though, he pondered that he had indeed been in the wrong during that last wave, so it was not unjust for Merit to shove him away.
But even if it was not unjust, how could his heart not itch as he watched such a huge cake of Merit fly right past him, while he did not even get a crumb?
Zhunti said, "Martial Brother, I don't like hearing that. At the very least, I scattered several waves of blood that rushed in at the time. That still counted as contributing. I just didn't contribute as much as she did."
Jieyin leisurely brushed his sleeve and calmly exposed Zhunti, who was huddled in a corner of the Light Curtain as background scenery.
"Your main contribution was picking up Purified Blood Glaze."
Zhunti said, "..."
Fine. So in his martial brother's eyes, he really had just gone treasure hunting.
Li Changchou had not expected that she, another transmigrator, could forge a path unprecedented in