"The one outside is the last of this year's Sacred Token holders. I'm requesting a test for him."
Somewhere on the Sacred Mountain, a middle-aged man wore blue robes with the distinguished radiant emblem of the Sacred Mountain on his left sleeve, clearly marking him as an elder.
"I'll register him first. What's his name?" The person responsible for arranging the tests was also an elder, and he asked casually.
"Lin Lan," the Reception Elder replied.
"Any signs of cultivation?" The Registration Elder kept his head down as he recorded the information.
"...I couldn't see any." The Reception Elder fell silent for a moment before answering with a somewhat strange expression.
"He hasn't awakened?" The Registration Elder paused and looked up as though he hadn't heard clearly. But when he saw the confirming look in the other man's eyes, he couldn't help hesitating. "How old is he?"
Presumably, he was young.
The Reception Elder said gravely, "Around his early twenties."
Crack! The brush in the Registration Elder's hand snapped on the spot. He looked over in astonishment. "So this year's final token holder is a... worthless fool who hasn't even awakened?"
"Ah..." The Reception Elder shook his head. "Let's wait and see. Anyone who obtains a Sacred Token from our Sacred Mountain ought to have considerable fortune. Perhaps there'll be a miracle."
"A miracle?" The Registration Elder scoffed, clearly unimpressed. He jotted down a few remarks, then looked up again. "I'm finished with the registration. You can take him to the Earthfire Hall for testing."
The Reception Elder nodded and walked out of the room. Looking at Lin Lan, he said indifferently, "Follow me."
Lin Lan's gaze was calm as he followed the man with his pack on his back.
At that same time, news of the final token holder's