Eight-Wu Divine General

She pushed open the door. The room was dim.

Jiang Yuechu closed the door behind her, walked to the bed, and sat cross-legged.

She took several jade boxes from her Storage Bag and set them steadily on her knees.

Her fingertips rested on a lid, then gently lifted it.

In an instant, wisps of golden mist rose from the box.

The mist was pure, swirling endlessly through the dim room and bathing the walls in a faint golden glow.

Jiang Yuechu quietly watched the drifting golden mist.

I'm rich.

I'm really rich.

A full ten thousand gui of merit.

At the rate I was using it before, this fortune would last until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse...

After marveling for a moment, she gathered her thoughts and stirred her will.

[Host: Jiang Yuechu]

[Realm: Initial Roaming Void Sea Realm]

[Current Dao Cultivation: Four hundred and twenty dao essence]

[Dao Painting: Myriad Demon Atlas (Mystic tier, fourth grade)]

Her gaze settled on the Dao Painting entry.

Without her noticing, ever since she had recorded Chu Zhenshan, that black bear, the atlas's grade had quietly risen to the fourth grade of the Mystic tier.

Yet a few days earlier, after she had casually slaughtered the Flowing Cinnabar Realm demon at Blackwater Pool and imprinted it, the atlas had shown no change.

"Looks like the higher its grade gets, the higher the quality of demons it needs to record..."

Jiang Yuechu lowered her eyes and quickly formed a plan.

An ordinary Flowing Cinnabar Realm demon was now no more than a cup of water thrown onto a burning cartload of firewood for the atlas.

If she wanted to raise it further—

She would need demons at least in the Roaming Void Sea Realm.

At that