"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Life Blood, two hundred and fifty points per sliver. Three slivers in total, valued at seven hundred and fifty merit points."
"Mid-stage Jade Liquid Life Blood, valued as Late-stage Foundation Establishment, five hundred merit points."
"Total... one thousand two hundred and fifty merit points."
Steward Luo’s voice was strangely hoarse, as if he hadn’t had a drink of water in a long time.
The three transitions of Foundation Establishment: Spirit Liquid, Jade Liquid, and Dao Essence.
Passing through each transition granted one a foundation comparable to a higher Realm.
Of course, Dao Essence Cultivators were rare at Yongzhou Pass, as that was exclusive to Mountain Master Disciples.
"Impossible! With his Cultivation, how could he have defeated those four working together? There must be a trick!"
Yu Qing couldn’t help but roar.
He had lost eight disciples, so he knew just how tough that group of Great Shun Dynasty Cultivators was.
Chen Xiangzhu didn’t speak, but her expression said much the same.
Steward Luo stared intently into Lin Shu’s clear eyes.
The young man seemed completely oblivious.
’But if he truly knew nothing, why had he previously only revealed a Qi Cultivation First Grade Immortal Technique?’
He suddenly felt a chill.
’This kid... could he have sensed something was wrong just from that one extra question I asked?’
’First, he deliberately hid his abilities, and now he’s acting so calm and collected.’
’If my guess is right...’
’Compared to the dozens of Cyan Pheasant disciples present, this Lin fellow is like an old fox who’s been navigating Yongzhou Pass for decades!’
"I only recognize the Life Blood. Nothing else matters."
After a long silence, Steward Luo forced a cold smile. "You... you’re really something."
"I have you to thank for that, Steward."
The corners of Lin Shu’s lips curved up slightly as he gave a polite smile and put away the Golden Disc on the table. "It was alright."
There was no fault to be found in his response, either.
"I plan to exchange for some Crimson Heart Pills. I’d also like to see what Magical Artifacts are available, so I can plan for future exchanges."
He’d only been at Yongzhou Pass for seven days, and he was already eyeing Magical Artifacts.
For any other disciple, just having such a thought would have drawn ridicule from others.
But in the inn at this moment, not a single person made a sound.
Because the merit points this young man had earned all by himself already surpassed those of all thirty-two disciples under Yu Qing!
He was already halfway to obtaining the Cyan Simurgh Jade Token, an item that seemed almost unattainable to others.
The massive gap left everyone staring blankly, at a loss for words.
"Alright. Here is the relevant catalogue. You can take a look first. The Crimson Heart Pills will be delivered to the two Little Mountain Gods tomorrow. The Inheritance Spiritual Light will be a bit later, but no more than three days."
Compared to his attitude toward the other disciples, Steward Luo was being surprisingly agreeable today.
He stood up and took out another booklet, placing it on the table.
"Hah!"
Yu Qing’s mouth felt dry.
He stared daggers at Lin Shu. ’If only I had been more proactive earlier, those one thousand two-hundred-plus merit points would be mine now!’
Yu Sheng didn’t really understand Life Blood and Realms, but she could read the astonishment on everyone’s faces.
Deep worry instantly filled the little one’s eyes.
’Lin Shu went fighting again! And he didn’t even tell me!’
She instinctively wanted to run over and hug him, but a casual glance from the young man stopped her.
Yu Sheng bit her lip.
’Lin Shu said he would be a good disciple, so I have to play the part of a good Master.’
At that thought, she spun around, planted her hands on her hips, and shouted at Yu Qing, "What are you looking at? You want to beg for forty merit points from me, too?"
As soon as she finished shouting, the little chick started to lose her nerve.
Unless someone was joking about Lin Shu’s life and death, she normally wouldn’t dare provoke these peers.
As expected, her words instantly ignited Yu Qing’s fury.
The youth’s body trembled. He extended an arm, his fingertip shaking uncontrollably, and it took him a long moment to squeeze out a sentence: "You... what are you so proud of?"
The truth always hurts.
The Inheritance Spiritual Light was tied to his own progress, and he couldn’t possibly give up those forty merit points just to wait another half a month.
"We’re leaving!"
Yu Qing waved his arm, unwilling to remain a moment longer, and strode out of the inn.
The remaining twenty-odd disciples followed, but they couldn’t help glancing back at Lin Shu.
’Before, they thought this guy was a fool.’
’But now it seemed that if one had enough strength, following that Little Immortal Family with the Innate Defect was actually a pretty good option.’
’At least he could freely control the distribution of his merit points.’
"Huh."
Yu Sheng puffed out her little tummy, hands on her hips, feeling a bit surprised.
’They left just like that?’
’That’s it? That’s all it took?’
"Little Mountain God, please wait. I almost forgot something."
Steward Luo stood at the door, rubbing his temples.
His mind was currently full of the Crimson Heart Flower affair.
He was supposed to have worked with the Immortal Disciples from the Great Shun Dynasty to earn some Spirit Medicine, but now it looked like he had given them false information, luring them here to be farmed for merit points.
There was no way to get out of this without paying a price.
But that price couldn’t come from him.
He took a long breath, clearing the distracting thoughts from his mind, and brought up the official business he had forgotten. "A Demon has appeared recently, with a Foundation Establishment Cultivation. The Demon-slaying Bureau suspects it’s trying to escape through our territory, and they’ve sent over a wisp of its aura."
"This creature is also worth a thousand merit points. The Immortal Families here might want to keep an eye out."
As he spoke, Steward Luo summoned the wisp of aura, split it into three thinner wisps, and sent one to each of the young Immortals present.
They couldn’t possibly defeat a Core Formation Realm Demon General, but these Little Demons were basically free merit points.
Capturing them didn’t require much strength. It was more a matter of luck.
"Understood."
Even Chen Xiangzhu temporarily set aside her doubts.
She carefully put the wisp of aura away.
Having been at Yongzhou Pass for so many years, she understood better than anyone that this kind of "extra income" was the real factor that widened the gap between the various Immortal Descendants.

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