Chapter 260

Wilbur then hurled the blood clot into the Dragon's Altar. A surge of aura arose, and the blood clot turned into grace points at once.

Wilbur smiled at the sight of the three hundred new grace points in the golden hourglass.

He traded this for a Marrow Cleansing Pill and a Strongwill Pill. There were not many grace points left after that.

Wilbur sighed. There were so many treasures, but grace points were so hard to come by. Every time he had any to add he felt like what he got in return was always so little.

He let out a self-deprecating laugh at this.

If the contributions to the altar were so easy to come by and the grace points could be exchanged that easily, Wilbur would be ruling the world in no time. Good things never come easy.

Exiting the demiplane, Wilbur collected his thoughts and went to bed. He had something big to do the next day.

The next morning, Wilbur got ready and came out of his room to see Charles waiting for him.

"Is something the matter?" Wilbur as