After repelling the Witch Clan, Wei Yuan would often think of the Western Jin army of over a hundred thousand stationed nearby.
Whenever he did, he would feel uneasy, yet he couldn't just march his army and flatten them, not now at least.
After sending off the Cui family, Wei Yuan decided to go to the Merit Hall to exchange for some historical texts to soothe his mood.
Life shouldn't be all about storybooks, and besides, storybooks aren't that enduring to watch.
Entering the Merit Hall, Wei Yuan noticed that the laurel tree had fruited again. Since the last time a vast amount of Netherworld Soil was sacrificed for exchange, this Merit Sub-Hall had seen several improvements, its quality had risen, it absorbed the Heaven and Earth Qi faster, and the interval between forming fruits had shortened by a day. Now, an exchange could be made every two days.
Wei Yuan opened the Jade Scroll, habitually checking his Merit first, then felt his eyes blur.
