Daoist Yunshang cupped his hands. "Please, Brother Yang Chen."
Yang Chen went straight to the point. "I'd like to ask—how much battle merit would the corpse of a Nirvana Stage expert roughly be worth?"
"The corpse of a Nirvana Stage expert? That isn't fixed. Why do you ask, Brother Yang Chen?" Daoist Yunshang asked in confusion.
"Ah? I was merely asking casually." Yang Chen smiled. "I was curious. Killing a Dao Venerable expert earns so much battle merit—wouldn't a Nirvana Stage expert be worth even more?"
For the time being, Yang Chen had no intention of revealing that he had killed a Nirvana Stage expert.
This was his trump card against Taiyi Sect's suppression of his battle merit. He could not reveal it yet.
Daoist Yunshang did not grow suspicious and smiled. "I see. Killing a Nirvana Stage expert earns a great deal of battle merit. However, the amount is not fixed, and the reason is simple. Nirvana Stage experts are scarce, and their strengths vary, as does the difficulty of killing them. Thus, every Nirvana Stage expert has been recorded across the major battlefields, and there are even rough rankings and bounties for them. At present, the bounties on Nirvana Stage experts of the various races number well over a thousand."
"So many?" Yang Chen was inwardly shocked.
"Haha, humanity has had too many hostile races over the years. A single race might have several or several dozen Nirvana Stage experts who have shown themselves. Once all the records are added together, the number becomes impossible to estimate." Daoist Yunshang explained.
"I see." Yang Chen nodded.
"Among these Nirvana Stage experts, even the weakest batch should be worth at least this much!" Daoist Yunshang held up his hand.
He raised four fingers.
"Thirty million?" Yang Chen was startled.
"Yes,