The others looked on with envious eyes.
"Brother Yang Chen, the Tongyun Ghost General you hunted is worth tens of thousands in battle merits."
"Exactly. A ghost general at Tongyun Ghost General's level is, first, a High-grade Ghost General, and second, possesses over ten thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions. Handing in a Ghost Core of that level would make you rich overnight in battle merits."
How could they not be envious?
Tens of thousands of battle merits—after saving for so long, even all of them put together did not have that many.
Hearing this, Yang Chen smiled, then sank into thought.
At first, he truly had not considered exchanging the Tongyun Ghost General for battle merits. He had the Saint Domain Young Lord mission on his shoulders, and his purpose in hunting high-grade ghosts was to complete the Saint Domain's mission.
But now that he thought about it, exchanging it for battle merits was not a bad choice either.
Ghosts could continue to be hunted. High-grade ghosts were certainly rare, but they could still be found eventually.
Exchanging one High-grade Ghost General for battle merits would not hurt anything.
With this thought in mind, the group quickly pressed onward.
"Haoran Sect is ahead," Murong Hongye explained.
Yang Chen nodded and turned his gaze forward. Opening his Spirit Resonance Divine Eye, he first saw layers upon layers of white mist. Within that mist stood a majestic mountain.
The mountain clearly belonged to the Haoran Sect. Quite a few experts could be seen flying up and down it, with traffic coming and going in a dense stream.
"Wushuang Camp lies beyond Haoran Sect."
These people's attitude toward Yang Chen could only be called enthusiastic.
Before long, after crossing past Haoran Sect, Yang Chen's sense of the Extreme Yin Land grew deeper and deeper.