The interspatial pouch was filled with an incredible amount of Xiantian pellets. Looking at the sheer number of pellets, Lin Yun’s heart began to speed up. There was too much…

“This is…?” Lin Yun asked, suppressing the astonishment in his heart.

“110,000 Xiantian pellets.” Ming Ye calmly smiled.

“That many? Do you need my help with something?” Lin Yun did not dare to take so many Xiantian pellets.

“Do you remember the two sects’ branches? Well, these are the spoils of war. You were the one who killed them and the Radiant Pavilion was only responsible for the clean up. So we only took 10% of it and gave the rest to you.” Ming Ye smiled.

Listening to Ming Ye’s explanation, Lin Yun no longer hesitated and cupped his hands together, “Then, I won’t be polite.”

The Sky Devourer Art was powerful, but yin energy and yin-attributed flames weren’t things that he could find anywhere. So Lin Yun required many resources and he very...