Contribution Points

Spirit City.

Qian Daoliu returned at once and informed Wu Qi that Bo Saixi had escaped.

Just as Wu Qi had said before, even if Tang San became a god, he would not be afraid, much less a severely wounded Bo Saixi.

Several days later, Feng Xiaotian and the others returned, bringing back all the spoils from Sea God Island.

As for escorting Sea God Island's residents, Qian Jun and Falling Devil Douluo continued to oversee it. Feng Xiaotian and the others had already completed their mission, and they each had God Exam tasks of their own, so they could not remain on Sea God Island for too long.

This time, Spirit Hall had reaped tremendous gains. Not only had they obtained a vast amount of Gold Soul Coins, but they had also acquired dozens of Soul Bones. Not to mention those enormously valuable Sunken Silver pillars—if all that Sunken Silver were used to forge Soul Tools, it would probably last for several hundred years.

Looking at the several hundred Storage Soul Tools Feng Xiaotian had brought back, Wu Qi could not help asking, "Did you even scrape up the ground?"

Qiangu Changkong chuckled. "Brother Wu, the buildings on Sea God Island were no ordinary structures. They were made from top-grade construction materials. But Spirit Hall did not bother with that worthless junk that was large in size and low in profit."

"However, we have already sold those ruins to merchants friendly with Spirit Hall. Next, they will package up all the building ruins and take them back to Douluo Continent. I estimate that in a few months, Sea God Island will have returned to its primitive state."

Brother Wu clicked his tongue softly. They had scraped the place far too clean!

Sea God Island had attained its current scale