Xie Jin tossed the Storage Bag to Lu Ye.
Lu Ye caught it, his face full of confusion. "This is...?"
Xie Jin smiled and explained, "This is the payment Green Feather Mountain is giving you, Junior Brother. Two Spirit Stones for each point of Merit, with an additional ten awarded for killing an enemy at Tier Five. Along the way, Junior Brother killed one Tier Five, three Tier Four, five Tier Three, and six Tier Two cultivators. With your Tier Four cultivation, you should receive forty-nine Merit points. Junior Brother may count them."
With a single sentence, they had not only laid out exactly how many people Lu Ye had killed along the way, but had even calculated their cultivation levels and the Merit he had earned with perfect clarity.
Had he not known about the Shadow Moon Plate, Lu Ye might have suspected someone had plucked out their eyeballs and planted them on him.
"Before I came, Senior Brother Tang Wu repeatedly instructed me that these Spirit Stones must be delivered into Junior Brother's hands. Please do not refuse them. I will not disturb you any longer. Junior Brother, rest well."
Xie Jin spoke at a rapid pace, not even giving Lu Ye a chance to respond before lifting the tent flap and leaving.
Lu Ye and Amber were left staring at each other, the Storage Bag in his hand.
A moment later, Lu Ye checked the Battlefield Mark on the back of his hand and found that it had indeed gained forty-nine Merit points, bringing the total to as many as two hundred and twenty-three.
That final Tier Five Weapon Cultivator... was he dead? Most likely. When Lu Ye had ridden Amber past him at the end, his blade, enhanced by the Sharpness Spirit Pattern, had severed half