Myriad Laws Peak.
Inside his room, Yao Wudi was taking spiritual materials, spiritual objects, and other things out of his Storage Law Artifact to inventory them when something suddenly stirred in his heart.
"Hm... why does it feel like someone's talking about me?"
"It must be Ling Weizi and those other brats."
The moment he thought of Ling Weizi and the others, the anger Yao Wudi had only just settled flared right back up.
"Those little bastards haven't improved at all. They couldn't even break my skin, forcing me to detonate a few Myriad Laws Spirit Patterns myself..."
There had been no helping it. Qu Shentong, the new mountain lord of Lesser Yin Mountain, had far too sharp an eye. Without taking some real injuries, he simply could not have fooled him.
"As for the haul... hm, passable."
Yao Wudi glanced at his Identity Token.
A phantom lit up faintly.
Displayed prominently on it was "forty-two thousand seven hundred and ninety-two."
"Forty thousand merit points, plus the four cultivation methods my dear disciple will be able to use in just a few years-that works out to roughly sixty thousand merit points. About thirty years of my salary guarding the Chen Kingdom."
"But things might get a little troublesome from here."
Recalling how the person in the Great Harmony Palace operated, Yao Wudi could not help feeling a faint shadow fall over his heart.
He had exploited a loophole in the sect's rules to rake in tens of thousands of merit points at once. Though the amount was not particularly large, he had certainly slapped that person in the Great Harmony Palace in the face.
There would probably be more complications ahead.
But a moment later, he threw all those worries to the back of his mind:
"To hell with being