Ten Billion Merits, Uncle Boya

Ling Xiao was stunned. He felt he had been a little rash, thinking he could make it into the top ten, or even the top three.

Even rank one hundred thousand required five million merit points.

To reach the top ten, he would probably need the evil spirits to line up and let him slaughter them.

This was utterly ridiculous!

Ling Xiao pondered, then his gaze shifted. The inscriptions before him flashed continuously as he browsed the higher rankings.

As the numbers rose, he finally saw the top ten rankings.

"Qianqiu... is this Wan Qianqiu?"

Ling Xiao's expression shifted slightly when he spotted a familiar name among the top ten.

There were only the two characters Qianqiu, followed by a string of merit points—more than a billion in total.

"Holy shit, did he wipe out the evil spirits' nest?"

Ling Xiao was utterly shocked. That string of merit points looked absurd.

Just how many evil spirits had he killed?

"Could this guy have slain a Realm Lord-level lord?"

Ling Xiao felt things were going badly. He had originally planned to enter the top ten, perhaps even the top three.

Now it seemed that even getting into the top ten thousand would be difficult.

"What a freak!"

Things were starting to go south. Trying to draw attention through the rankings was far more difficult than he had imagined.

"Ling Xiao, what are you thinking about? Shouldn't we be going in?"

Seeing that Ling Xiao had not moved at all, Tianxue Yaoyue could not help urging him.

During the time they had been talking, the Snow Heaven Clan members had already received their respective marks. Everything was ready.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao smiled and set aside his jumbled thoughts.

At this point, he could only take things one step at a time.