Nearly two hundred Good Deeds was no small sum no matter how one looked at it. Some cultivators might not save up that much even in ten years or eight. Yet compared with the amount Yu Ci owed, those two hundred Good Deeds were still a considerable distance away.
Baoguang was not stupid. His gaze remained fixed on the bundle on Yu Ci's back, full of suspicion.
Seeing his expression, Yu Ci smiled. "Did you forget something?"
"Huh?" The young Daoist did not react at first. After standing there blankly for a while, he suddenly remembered his treasure. "Ghost Gauze Cloud!"
Yu Ci said with a smiling face, "Take out your merit plaque first!"
Baoguang found it inexplicable, but he obediently pulled out his merit plaque and handed it to Yu Ci. Yu Ci then kneaded the Ghost Gauze Cloud into a ball and gave it to him.
"Ah! Be gentler!"
Baoguang's heart ached at the sight. He hurriedly took it, but the moment he unfolded it, he realized something was wrong. "Why is there... blood?"
His voice jumped eight octaves. At that moment, he heard a crisp ding. Turning his head, he saw Yu Ci handing his merit plaque back to him.
"My apologies, Junior Brother Baoguang. I couldn't wash these bloodstains out no matter what. Now I'm returning it to its rightful owner, with this as a small token of apology."
Using the method taught by old Daoist Yu Zhou, Yu Ci transferred one hundred Good Deeds to Baoguang. It was not only compensation, but also thanks for Baoguang's kindness in lending him the treasure. Whether for the journey back and forth or for escaping beneath the Sky Rift, the Ghost Gauze Cloud had helped him tremendously. A hundred Good Deeds in gratitude was only proper.
Baoguang accepted