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According to the Palace’s rules, a Human-tier Dao Foundation stage enemy was worth one hundred merits. By giving Wei Yuan eighty merits, the Daoist was confirming that the same injuries would have cost an ordinary Human-tier cultivator eighty percent of their life. The death of a Human-tier cultivator was only worth one hundred merits and a small sum of immortal silver as compensation.
The Daoist had just finished treating his wounds—he hadn’t even gotten to his feet yet—when two young Daoists carried a bloodied cultivator into the room and dropped him on the bed beside him. He wasn’t breathing. Knowing better than to linger, Wei Yuan hurriedly took his leave.
After he had left the medicinal hall, Wei Yuan checked his directions and strode toward the southern gate. A few moments later, he was out of the gate and approaching a flying vessel.
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