Eighteen Golden Spirit Signs

After exchanging for a Myriad Demon Ridge Battlefield Mark, Lu Ye's faction affiliation did not change in the slightest. He quickly arrived before the first stone platform, raised his hand, and pressed it down.

He had wasted quite a bit of time inside the Battle Merit Pavilion, and he did not want to keep looking anymore. There were so many treasures here that the sight made one's heart itch unbearably, tempting him to exchange for a few more kinds.

But what he lacked most urgently right now was still to hurry and improve his own cultivation.

Even if he exchanged for these treasures, they could not become part of his own foundation. At most, they would only be external aids. He naturally knew which mattered more and which mattered less.

Very soon, a Golden Spirit Sign was taken out by him, and fourteen thousand five hundred and eighty points of his battle merit were deducted.

However, after he took out that Golden Spirit Sign, another Golden Spirit Sign appeared out of thin air on the stone platform.

This situation was exactly as he had expected.

There was naturally more than one Golden Spirit Sign inside the Battle Merit Pavilion, but there was no way to exchange for too many all at once. He could only do it one by one. Though this was somewhat troublesome, it was no real hindrance.

He repeated this eighteen times!

There was no way to exchange for any more.

Lu Ye checked his own battle merit.

Three thousand two hundred and thirty-two points...

Only a fraction remained.

In a short span of time, more than two hundred and eighty thousand battle merit had been consumed in full. This once again filled Lu Ye with emotion.

Battle merit was truly something that was never enough to