Shadow Gate.
Chen Lin knew something about this sect. The records of the Five Elements Realm described it as a sect that made its living taking assassination and reconnaissance missions, its methods uncanny and difficult to counter.
He reminded himself once again that anything he obtained here could only be used by him. Unless he was absolutely certain it was safe, he must not reveal it.
Still, time could wear away every trace. After a few hundred or a thousand years, no one would remember any of this.
He swept the token with Innate Thunder Power to guard against any marks left on it, then put it away in a specially sealed box. It represented membership in the Shadow Gate and might prove useful in certain circumstances.
Next, he picked up the last box.
It was square and flat, suggesting that it contained something thin.
He gently opened it and froze for a moment.
It was actually an invitation!
It was exquisitely made from some unknown material, with the word "Invitation" written prominently in the common script.
Surprised, Chen Lin picked it up and opened it, only to find no text inside, just a large design whose meaning he could not decipher.
After studying it for a while without learning anything, he returned the invitation to its box and put it away.
Rather than leave immediately, he took out Zhuo Shengkong's belongings as well.
He wanted to see whether they contained any information about the disciples of the Seven Major Sects or this Seven Realms Flower Mirage. If they did, he would be able to know both himself and his enemies.
First, he placed the White Jade Little Bird in his ring, ready to be retrieved at any moment like the Crimson Scimitar. Although these two items consumed enormous amounts