Because of jabert, the angels were all very unhappy with Ling Yuwei. They would mock her whenever they had the chance.
Ling Yuwei couldn't be bothered with them and placed the blood into the well of merits.
The well of merit immediately emitted a brilliant light, and the next moment, a line of words appeared.
63789!
At the scene, the eyes of most of the people suddenly widened.
Sixty-three thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine!
This was the medal point that Ling Yuwei had received!
It was more than double that of the blood cloak in the vast sea.
"How is that possible? How could he possibly have so many merit points!"
how is this possible?!
Many people cried out in alarm. The face of the angel prodigy just now turned red.
No one doubted whether the well of merit had made a mistake. This was a top treasure of the heavenly Palace, and it was impossible for it to make a mistake.
