"10,000 merit points..."
When Zhou Dao saw that number, his eyes lit up as if he were a weasel entering a chicken coop, or Wang Xiaoyi entering the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion.
It was known that within the Demon Suppression Bureau, a single merit point was enough to exchange for a lower grade Daoist tool.
On the day Zhou Dao killed the three Major Lords and exterminated the Demon Sect Saint Child, he only obtained thirty merit points.
Even exchanging for a Sunset Flying Boat had cost merely 120 merit points.
10,000 merit points was a fortune. If exchanged for treasures, one could immediately establish a cultivation holy land.
"Dad, it finally paid off being your son, not having taken advantage of this for nothing," Zhou Dao was overjoyed.
In fact, he did not know that long before Zhou Xuan's extinguishment, he had already spent all the merit points belonging to the Dark Demon Lord.