Zhang Mushan's words gave Wang Chen an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
Even in different worlds, there were still so many things that were alike, that connected with one another!
After a moment's thought, he decisively took out a pile of Spirit Stones from his Sumeru Ring.
Zhang Mushan did not notice and was still saying, "If you don't have enough Spirit Stones, I'll help you find a way to scrape together—"
The next moment, the burly cultivator shut his mouth.
The Spirit Stones laid out before him were more than enough to pay the registration fee for a rogue registration.
He had clearly underestimated Wang Chen's means.
"Brother Zhang."
Wang Chen said, "Take these Spirit Stones first. If they aren't enough, just tell me. Sorry to trouble you!"
With his current status as a completely unregistered person, he could not even get through the gates of an immortal city. Obtaining a "temporary identity certificate" was even harder, so he could only rely on Zhang Mushan for help.
"That should be about enough."
Zhang Mushan had not expected Wang Chen to be so decisive. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'll ask around for you right now."
As he spoke, he pulled a Jade Tablet from his Storage Bag.
Zhang Mushan tapped the Jade Tablet several times with his finger, and it immediately began to emit a faint glow.
Then it produced a pleasant voice.
"Hello, is this Fellow Daoist Ye?"
Holding the Jade Tablet to his ear, Zhang Mushan said, "This is Zhang Mushan from Feixu Camp. We've met before. This time, I have something I'd like to ask you to help with..."
Holy shit!
Wang Chen's entire head buzzed, and he was shocked beyond measure!
Using high-grade Magic Tools to transmit voices across a thousand li, or even ten