Demon Emperor Daochen nodded and put all those things away.
"Are these free?"
"And these arrows-forge a thousand for me. I have a use for them."
The man froze for a moment. "A thousand would cost ten million merit points. You'd have to kill a Perfection Realm expert to earn that much."
The Demon Emperor laughed and handed over his Merit Badge. "I still have fifty million merit points in my account. That's plenty."
This was his reward for capturing that Five-Star World.
Lin Shu stared at the Demon Emperor, somewhat speechless. Was this really an ordinary Great Accomplishment Realm cultivator? Wasn't he far too powerful?
When he saw the two bodyguards behind him, a suspicion arose in his heart.
Could he be Lord King Anan's illegitimate son? Otherwise, why would he have two Perfection Realm guards?
By now, the Demon Emperor had utterly won him over.
He nodded respectfully to the Demon Emperor. "Very well. Rest assured, my lord. The arrows you need will be ready soon."
There was nothing particularly special about making these things. Apart from the excellent materials they required, they could easily be mass-produced.
Demon Emperor Daochen nodded in satisfaction. He liked free things.
When they returned to the breach, the Netherworld corpse ghouls had already surged forward and nearly broken through the defensive line.
"You there! Where did you run off to? Don't you know the battlefield rules? You aren't allowed to leave your defensive sector without permission."
Lin Shu snorted coldly. "Under the battlefield rules, we're entitled to fifteen minutes to rest and regroup."
Upon seeing Lin Shu, the man immediately stiffened. "Oh, it's Lord Lin. I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please return to the defensive line at once, my lords. If it really falls, we'll all bear responsibility,