Shan Qin's face lit up with delight. He reached out to take it, but I snorted coldly and withdrew my hand. "Brother Shan Qin, you aren't planning to swallow up all my possessions without giving anything in return, are you? Do you take me for your mother, here to put food straight into your mouth?"
Shan Qin burst out laughing. He gritted his teeth, then shook something inside the cage and pulled out one of the Qiankun Bags. After opening it, he reached in and drew out a document. "Fellow Daoist Ao Tian, I'm afraid you'll never be able to contact your friend again. How could you enter the Sacred City without a travel permit? With this, you can come and go as you please."
"My name isn't written on it." I frowned.
"Heh heh, it turns out this fellow had an elder brother and wanted to find him a position in the Sacred City, so he went to great lengths to obtain this blank document. All you have to do is write in your lineage. In any case, would the Sacred City really go out of its way to investigate one or two people sneaking in? Blank documents aren't easy to obtain these days, but it's not impossible." Shan Qin smiled.
I took the document and glanced over the Demon Race's writing. After confirming that there were no problems, I wrote in my lineage. At least I now had an identity. Then I followed him toward the Demon Race's Sacred City.
Along the way, I naturally had to ask about the information hidden behind the things he had said earlier. With my identity as someone who had just arrived from Heaven City to fall back on, Shan Qin was sly, but not suspicious enough to see through me. "The