Three pieces of Carefree Gold lay quietly horizontal in the box.
The flying eaves of the roof shielded most of the sunlight, with the remaining faint light slanting down, dust floating within the beams of light, gilding the dragon patterns to gleam brilliantly—the Xuanhuang Card overflowed with dazzling colors!
"Whew!"
Liang Qu took a deep breath, disturbing the dust, which began to dance gracefully.
Three pieces!
A full three pieces!
Judging by the size of the Dragon Pattern Box, there were only three slots inside.
All for himself?
The old Monk was promoted to Martial Saint, and it was no surprise that he had a Xuanhuang Card with the Imperial Court's congratulatory gift, but Liang Qu had originally thought he would be short on Xuanhuang Cards, not Great Merit!
Three cards, thirty Great Merits.
Adding the five from subduing the bandits that hadn't been accounted for, Liang Qu only had twenty-two Great Merits on hand, still eight short.
