"Ah, spare my life!" The robust Heavenly Demon was kneaded into a ball by Lin Lu and tightly clutched in his hand, letting out waves of miserable screams.
"You know what I want." Lin Lu said with a cold laugh.
"Ah, Contribution Points, I'll give them to you!"
"Smart of you!" Lin Lu snorted coldly and threw the ball of Demonic Qi to the ground. The robust Heavenly Demon transformed back into human shape while wailing pitifully.
He looked up at Lin Lu, fearfully, with a cold smile on his face, his eyes harboring a hint of resentment and unwillingness as he took out his Identity Token. With a light activation, a series of black runes sprinkled out like dots of stars.
These black runes were enigmatic, infused with Dao Principles, difficult to counterfeit, and seemingly useless for cultivation—merely used for tallying.
Yang Ji glanced over and saw that there were as many as one hundred thousand of these black runes – clearly representing one hundred thousand Contribution Points.