Zhang Yuhe quickly passed through Zhongzhou City and rushed south.
He was unaware that a huge crisis had been chasing him, but because he ran too fast, the crisis dissipated.
Different choices will lead to different consequences.
If he had run even a little slower, he would have been caught up.
The world is full of wonders.
...
Daosheng Sect is located 60,000 li south of Zhongzhou City, and there is no teleportation array that leads directly there.
To be precise, there is no external teleportation array; cultivators who want to go to the Dao Saint Sect have to fly there themselves.
Even with Zhang Yuhe's current strength, it would probably take him several days to fly at full speed.
After running out of Zhongzhou City, Zhang Yuhe released his flying sword and sped away on it.
Occasionally, streaks of light would flash past him on the road; these were perhaps Dao Sheng Sect disciples returning from their travels.
However, he did not approach them to chat, but instead kept his head down and flew.
Seven days later, a huge immortal mountain appeared before him.
The fairy mountains stretch endlessly, with peaks reaching straight into the clouds. Pavilions and towers on the peaks appear and disappear in the mist, creating a scene of a sacred fairyland.
"Is this the Dao Saint Sect?"
Upon seeing the sacred mountain before him, Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
To be honest, with his current Qi Refining stage strength, flying for seven consecutive days was truly exhausting.
Following the directions on the map, Zhang Yuhe quickly arrived at the reception area.
Upon seeing someone arrive, a pretty girl in purple came out from the reception desk, politely cupped her hands in greeting, and asked.
"I am Zhao Qingqing, an outer disciple of the Dao Sheng Sect. May I ask what brings you here, fellow Daoist?"
The girl in purple did not show any arrogance or coldness towards Zhang Yuhe because of his weak strength.
The reception area is frequently visited by outsiders, most of whom are either visiting friends or relatives who are practicing within the Daosheng Sect.
The girl in purple had no idea about Zhang Yuhe's background; what if he was a descendant of some old monster in the sect?
Having worked at the reception desk for many years, she had long since developed a natural and approachable demeanor.
No matter who comes, you must not offend them.
Without wasting words, Zhang Yuhe took out his token and politely asked Zhao Qingqing.
"I want to join the Dao Sheng Sect. Do you think this will work?"
After saying that, he handed over the token in his hand.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingqing was taken aback.
Dao Sheng Sect rarely recruits disciples from outside. She had only heard of impulsive people like Zhang Yuhe who came directly to her wanting to join the sect before, but this was the first time she had ever seen one.
However, Zhang Yuhe took out an unknown token, which Zhao Qingqing did not recognize, and she couldn't help but ask about it out of curiosity.
What is this?
"A token; with this token, one can join the Dao Sheng Sect."
Seeing Zhao Qingqing's expression, Zhang Yuhe replied with slight unease.
Could the information in the token be a hoax? He thought that as long as he brought the token, he could directly join the Dao Saint Sect.
Now it seems that's not the case; Zhao Qingqing has obviously heard about the token.
Zhao Qingqing frowned slightly; she had indeed never heard of such a token.
However, she hasn't been a member of the sect for very long, so it's possible that there are secrets she doesn't know about.
Zhao Qingqing took the token, infused it with spiritual energy, and examined it carefully before revealing a surprised expression on her face.
This token doesn't seem to be fake; it does indeed contain information that one can join the Dao Sheng Sect with it.
At this moment, she hesitated; she dared not make such a decision on her own.
After considering for a moment, she took out a talisman and sent it, then politely addressed Zhang Yuhe.
"Brother, please wait a moment. I have already sent a message to the sect, and someone will be here to handle this soon."
After speaking, Zhang Yuhe was ushered into the inner hall of the reception area and served tea.
The two sat facing each other, Zhang Yuhe holding a teacup, looking slightly nervous.
"Hopefully nothing unexpected happens."
Suddenly, Zhao Qingqing, who was sitting in front of him, quickly stood up and respectfully called out to the person behind him.
"Disciple Zhao Qingqing greets Elder Lu."
Zhang Yuhe immediately turned around and saw an old man with sword-like eyebrows and kind eyes, dressed in a white robe, who had appeared behind him at some point.
He quickly stood up and respectfully greeted them.
"Greetings, senior."
The old man in white robes waved his hand in acknowledgment, then took the token and examined it carefully.
After a long while, the old man asked Zhang Yuhe.
"Is this token yours?"
"Yes."
Zhang Yuhe quickly replied.
Do you know the origin of this token?
Zhang Yuhe shook his head blankly.
Damn it, this is something he got from killing a monster. Who knows where it came from? Can you say it was dropped by a tiger monster?
He only hoped that the information in the token was true, so that he could join the Dao Sheng Sect.
However, judging from the old man's expression, the token should be genuine.
After all, it's a product of the system; it wouldn't try to fool him.
Then, the old man spoke slowly.
"About 100,000 years ago, demons invaded Yu Fan Tian, causing a great calamity. In the war to resist the demons, countless heroes died on the battlefield."
"In order to take care of the descendants of the martyrs, and at the same time to warn the world of the dangers of demons, the Dao Sheng Sect made this token as a symbol."
"Our ancestors left behind an instruction that anyone who holds a token can join the Dao Sheng Sect as an inner disciple and can choose any cultivation technique to learn in the Scripture Pavilion."
"A total of one hundred tokens were made. Ten thousand years have passed, and the other tokens have long since returned. This is the last one."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuhe breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he could join the Dao Sheng Sect, the origin of the token was not important to him.
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