Name: Lu Yiye.
Identity: Crimson Blood Sect disciple.
Cultivation: 335 Apertures.
Location: Spirit Stream Battlefield.
Merit: 9,352 points.
Lu Ye had not used the Battlefield Mark to inspect his full information in a long time. Now that he was seriously injured and recuperating in the wooden house, aside from cultivating and reading, he had nothing else to do.
Looking at the name entry, Lu Ye frowned, sorrow welling up in his heart.
His name was clearly Lu Ye. Who knew when Heavenly Mechanism had decided that his name was Lu Yiye?
It was like that on the Spirit Stream Rankings, and now even the information in the Battlefield Mark was the same!
More than two months had passed since he advanced to Heaven Eight, yet he had only opened 335 Spiritual Apertures. His aperture-opening speed was not particularly fast. Especially recently, with the Primordial Magnetic Roar cutting off Spiritual Power, he could not even operate the Taotie Meal, and his cultivation efficiency had dropped considerably.
Only the final twenty-five apertures remained before Heaven Nine. The goal was already within reach!
His Merit was not particularly abundant. It had all come from killing enemies recently, and that was with a great many spoils yet to be sold to Heaven's Mystery Vault. If he sold all those spoils to Heaven's Mystery Vault, his Merit would surely multiply several times over.
That was how the Spirit Stream Battlefield was. Cultivators lacking strength found it difficult to earn Merit, but for someone like Lu Ye, earning Merit could not be simpler.
Especially since the entire Myriad Demon Ridge faction regarded him as an enemy. Whenever he casually went out for a round, a huge crowd would want to kill him. If they failed to kill him, they would be killed in return...
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