I am the old moon in the wilderness
12 Pimping me? How do you want to die?

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"Something that is related to merit?" Yang Yuan repeated with a frown.

There was no need to elaborate on the wonderful uses of merit. Not only could it be used to forge magic treasures, but it could also be used to speed up cultivation and break through barriers. It could also be used to directly increase cultivation without any side effects.

Among the Six Sages of Heaven and Earth, Goddess Nüwa had attained the Primordial Chaos through her boundless merit.

Apart from that, merit also meant good fortune, meaning that one would receive the blessings of heaven and earth. If merit was great enough, even saints would have to be wary.

Therefore, for any cultivator, merit was an extremely rare thing. Even a Saint would definitely not mind having too much of it.

However, even in the early days of the world, it was not easy to obtain merit.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao had already been perfected and the three worlds had stabilized. It would be extremely difficult to obtain merit again unless the Great Tribulation started again.

Yang Yuan had a Merit Cardinal treasure, and as the matchmaker, he could obtain merit from every marriage. Obviously, he did not lack merit. However, he would not mind having too much, so he was naturally interested.

But what Yang Yuan was thinking about at the moment was this Immortal Lord Fuyuan. This old fellow was also in charge of marriage, which meant that he would also take a share of the merit of every marriage in the world.

One or two piles of merit, or even ten thousand or twenty thousand years, might not be much merit, but…what about one Yuanhui, two Yuanhui, or even one Cultivation Tribulation?

That was an astronomical figure. It was not even inferior to the merit of creating the sky or mending the heavens.

This…involved a conflict of interest.

Yang Yuan's eyes had already narrowed. There was no right or wrong on the path of cultivation. There was only the word 'strive'. Since this Immortal Fuyuan was blocking the way, he had to think of a way to solve it.

Moreover, this old fellow's fawning manner that changed from arrogance to deference was really disgusting. Yang Yuan really did not have any psychological pressure to attack him.

However, before that, Yang Yuan still had to confirm what this old fellow was talking about.

"That's right. It's a good thing that involves a lot of merit!”

Immortal Fuyuan smiled charmingly, the wrinkles on his face almost sticking together.

Yang Yuan didn't really understand. As an immortal, it was actually very easy to maintain a young appearance. He could understand those who appeared in the form of middle-aged men, but why did so many immortals like to appear old?

"Cut the crap and tell me! Otherwise, he would go to the Numinous Sky Hall to see the Jade Emperor now!”

Yang Yuan didn't give him a good look. After all, he was already a dead man in his eyes. At the very least, he had to make sure that he couldn't become a god.

Immortal Fuyuan was indeed a guy who bullied the weak and feared the strong. He did not show any dissatisfaction with Yang Yuan's bad attitude. Instead, the smile on his face became even wider, which made Yang Yuan's heart feel a chill. He suspected that this guy was a masochist.

"Golden Phoenix Fairy, you are also a person close to Goddess Nvywa. You have a noble identity. I don't have to hide it. This matter is something I accidentally calculated from the heavenly secrets. It concerns Princess Longji!"”

Immortal Elder Essence Charm paused as he spoke, occasionally taking a few bites, making people wonder if he was about to die in the next moment.

However, as an immortal, unless he had the Heavenly Human Five Declines, it was impossible for him to be so old. This old fellow was putting on an act.

"Princess Long Ji?" Yang Yuan was shocked. He had already guessed it. In an instant, the gaze he looked at Immortal Fuyuan became more and more unfriendly.

"Enough, old man, my time is very precious. If you have something to say, say it quickly!”

Before Yang Yuan could say anything, Jin Feng had already scolded him. Her face was cold and she looked extremely arrogant, as if she was not the one who had cried and begged for mercy just now.

Originally, Yang Yuan was very displeased with her superior appearance, but now, he suddenly felt that he did not hate her that much.

Especially when she was arrogant towards someone she didn't like, and when she thought about how this woman had once cried and begged for mercy, an inexplicable sense of accomplishment rose in her heart.

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