The elder from the Missions Sanctuary was clearly trying to intimidate Yang Qi by the mere tone of his voice.

However, Yang Qi’s expression remained the same as ever as he calmly said, “This medicinal pill is worth at least twenty thousand merit points. If you want to skim some off the top, fine. After all, we do the same in the Scripture Pavilion. But you’re not skimming off the top, you’re outright robbing me. That’s definitely against the rules of the game.”

Yang Qi knew the rules, and ever since joining the House of God Ordainment, he had been careful to follow them. Otherwise, he would have long since killed the people from the Yue Clan instead of simply infecting them with devil embryos.

“Game? Rules? What are you talking about?” The elder with the godhood rating of six laughed coldly. “In the Missions Sanctuary, I make the rules. If I say it's worth two thousand, then that's what it's worth. Although, I've actually changed my mind. We're not going to give you anything for the pill....