The Pinnacle Lord Takes a Disciple? A Prodigal Sprint

Five million?

Lin Yi's consciousness stalled for a fleeting moment.

He had guessed it would be a significant amount.

Seeing the way Ming Luo was holding back, clearly itching to build some suspense, he figured the Clan Merit certainly wouldn't be low.

He had even estimated a rather bold figure in his mind: perhaps five hundred thousand, or even a million?

That was already a massive fortune beyond his imagination, enough to stack his Death Law to a considerable degree, with plenty left over for other pursuits.

Yet, he never expected the number to jump straight to five million.

Five million Clan Merit!

Even with Lin Yi having lived two lifetimes, a ripple that was difficult to calm surged deep within his soul.

This was no longer something that could be described as a "massive fortune"; it was a towering God Mountain constructed of pure resources!

All his previous accumulations—Battle Merit, The Registry points, and even the Clan Merit awarded by the race previously—paled in comparison to this single figure.

Ming Luo's one hundred thousand Clan Merit had already left that veteran deity feeling extremely satisfied.

And himself? He had received fifty times that amount!

Ming Luo seemed quite pleased with Lin Yi's brief moment of distraction, a teasing smile on his face as he waited for him to digest the information.

"This is..." Lin Yi took a deep breath, looking at Ming Luo, his voice filled with a hint of incredulous emotion: "Brother Ming Luo, it's not that I'm being coy, but how could they issue so much Clan Merit?"

He knew the race valued him, but to be valued to this extent still exceeded his expectations.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Ming Luo's face deepened, clearly having anticipated Lin Yi's reaction.

He chuckled, lowering his voice slightly: