After seeing Fang Cunsheng off, Song Yan greeted Xiao He and entered the quiet chamber.
His gains over the half month since coming to reinforce Two Realms Mountain had been considerable indeed.
Leaving everything else aside, the collections of five Golden Core Realm devil cultivators alone had stuffed the Infinite Treasury to overflowing.
With an entire Demon Spirit Sect treasury of spiritual resources on top of that, Little Song had suddenly struck it rich.
Sorting through all his gains took two or three days.
He had Lü Luo sell off most of the miscellaneous items he could not use, exchanging them for spirit stones, or turn them over to the Immortal Dao Alliance for merit.
Although he was only here as a reinforcement and probably could not accumulate much merit in a few months, Little Song took the long view.
Every inch of the Two Realms Mountain battlefield felt worth its weight in gold, with opportunities to make a fortune everywhere.
If he was conscripted again someday, or volunteered to support the front line when he had nothing else to do, he could still accumulate merit.
In any case, the Demon Ruins cultivators were making a great show of preparing for a prolonged war, and his merit would not be reset. There was no harm in saving it rather than exchanging it for anything yet.
Outsiders all thought Song Yan acted for the greater good and disdained that little bit of merit, but merit was actually good stuff.
After all, half the treasures in the Immortal Dao Alliance treasury that could be redeemed with merit came from the Tang Court.
There were plenty of fine things Song Yan had never even heard of before, and failing all else, he could exchange it for spirit stones and pills.
Who would turn