Taichu Palace's Merit Hall,
where an old Daoist with long brows that reached his chest and an aura of twilight followed his gaze, his Divine Sense sank into the jade throne deep below the hall floor, dealing with the vast sea-like affairs of Merit.
Most of the confirmation, recording, and distribution of the Merit were automatically handled by the Merit Hall, but significant transactions and those above Heavenly Merit were under the supervision of designated Masters who were responsible for post-transaction verification or pre-transaction review. If the Masters couldn't decide, then the rotating True Monarchs were the next in line.
Another old Daoist with an equally twilit aura and nearing the end of his lifespan came over with his hands clasped behind his back.
He approached Taoist Changmei and said, "I've come to take over for my senior brother. Has there been anything unusual this month?"
