On the way to the Disciple Courtyard, Xu Ziqing was exceptionally excited.
He had finally entered the First Realm and formally embarked on the path of cultivation.
Now, he could even obtain the qualification to ascend Hidden Spirit Mountain. He was about to possess his own Destined Magic Treasure.
Little Xu was, after all, still a youth.
Naturally, he yearned for Spirit Artifacts.
How could swordsmen from Jianghu Aristocratic Families like them not envy Sword Cultivators who could fly on swords?
Xu Ziqing had already decided that if conditions allowed, he would choose a sword on the mountain!
After arriving at the Disciple Courtyard, Mo Qingmei, the Outer Sect Deacon, was still personally handling the arrangements.
Every time she saw Chu Huai Xu, a warm smile like that of an elder in his family would appear on her face.
Today, Steward Mo was quite surprised.
She had never expected this young man whom she regarded as a worthy nephew to bring another youth to receive a charred-black wooden token!
She had managed the Disciple Courtyard for many years, yet this was the first time she had encountered such a thing. In such a short period, she had issued three charred-black wooden tokens in one go—and all of them had been obtained by people from the same small circle!
However, when she began the registration, she was plunged into another kind of astonishment.
"Ice Muscle Jade Bone Heart Method?"
"This boy looks so delicate and young. He's actually a Body Cultivator?" Mo Qingmei was shocked.
Was the contrast really this great?
More importantly, in her memory, this was the first time since she had taken charge of the Disciple Courtyard that a Body Cultivator had obtained a charred-black wooden token!
With good talent, who would choose Body Tempering?
It was torturous,