"Power and respect are supreme everywhere," reflected Xiao Ye as he headed to the Exchange Hall, the flames of rage burning inside him from the earlier conflict.
"Xiang Nan, Mo Ye, I will remember your surprise attack. When my fourth Dead Xuan Pill revives, we'll see if you can still laugh with such arrogance," Xiao Ye's gaze became icy cold.
Soon, the Exchange Hall loomed in the distance. Xiao Ye hurried inside and exchanged for four drops of Essence of Primordial Stone, consuming eight hundred and forty thousand Contribution Points.
"Contribution Points really do burn a hole in one's pocket," Xiao Ye muttered with a helpless expression as he held his Identity Token.
Now, there were only two hundred and sixty thousand Contribution Points left on his Identity Token. In the Exchange Hall, this amount was insufficient to exchange for other precious treasures, which is why members of the Genius Camp were so desperate for them.
