At this moment, the great battle was actually drawing to a close.
As Tian Lin walked on the street, the thick blood instantly soaked his cloth shoes.
He leapt onto the roof beams and said to the old man, "Are you a Devil Path follower of the Blood Sect?"
The old man sneered, "At this point, does it make any difference whether I am or not? If I were not a Devil Path follower of the Blood Sect, would you not kill me?"
Tian Lin thought for a moment and said,
"The sect has said that killing Devil Path followers can earn Merit Points. A first-tier Qi Refining level is worth one Merit Point, and if it's twelfth-tier Qi Refining, it's fifty Merit Points. So, I'd like to ask, are you a Devil Path follower, and how much cultivation do you have?"
The old man frowned, then burst into hearty laughter,
"Well, congratulations to you then. Not only am I a Blood Sect Devotee, but I also have the cultivation of twelfth-tier Qi Refining. These fifty Merit Points are indeed a windfall for you."
