“One, two, three… ten. I got ten silver dragon-serpent runes and fifteen gray dragon-serpent runes from this battle!”1

At Endless Horizons, Ye Qing was sitting on his bed and counting the dragon-serpent runes on the Annon Sutra like a dragon counting his hoard. He was red-faced with excitement and delight at the end of it.1

“But why do I have ten silver dragon-serpent runes?” Ye Qing tilted his head in confusion. It wasn’t because he had gotten less silver runes than expected, but more. He had killed five Malice-class Strangers last night, and they were Grandpa Tree, Granny Mud, the Servant of Fear, Dark Eye and Rotten Crown. That should net him five silver dragon-serpent runes give or take. All the Red-class and Mundane-class Strangers he killed last night probably added up to one silver dragon-serpent rune as well. But where did the extra four come from?3

“Could it be…?” A possibility entered his mind. What if the Nether Lord’s avatar counted as his kill as well? Although he hadn’t killed the avatar with his own two hands, he was indirectly the cause of his death. Perhaps that was why the Annon Sutra had given him a consolation prize of four silver dragon-serpent runes.1

Marvelous!1

“Hahaha, haha, ahahahaha! This excursion has been well worth the reward!” Ye Qing said while laughing himself silly. He could not remember the last time he was this wealthy. With ten silver dragon-serpent runes in stock, he would not have to worry about running out of cultivation resources for a very long time to come. It was worth the risk he had taken.2

Ye Qing’s deranged laughter would continue a while longer before he finally snapped out of it and threw him into cultivation. Currently, he was a late-stage Vessel Augmentor who had augmented all twelve Standard Meridians, eight Extraordinary...1