"Truly the methods of an Immortal."
As he left Lihèn Island, Zhang Zhiwei could not help but sigh.
The Scripture Pavilion, Nine Lights Pavilion, Myriad Weapons Pavilion, and Hundred Arts Pavilion—these four pavilions were open to everyone who came to the Tai Xuan Sect. The Longevity Pavilion, meanwhile, depended on one's needs; anyone older could visit it.
These were all genuine, enormous opportunities. The resources those pavilions expended on every single person amounted to an astonishing figure.
Yet the Tai Xuan Sect Master did not care in the slightest. As long as someone came to Tai Xuan Island, they were given access. And that did not even include those places named peaks, towers, and platforms, where benefits could only be obtained by passing trials.
Compared to the marvels of their methods, such unimaginable abundance of resources was equally a massive gap—not to mention the Source Qi on the island.
As he rode the Floating Raft back, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at his palm. The mark left by the Tai Xuan Token had already vanished, and he could no longer summon the Floating Raft to travel to Lihèn Island.
Unless he used another Tai Xuan Token to leave a mark, or went through official channels—first to Lihèn Island, then into the Tai Xuan Sect.
So far, no one who had successfully entered the Tai Xuan Sect had returned aboard a Floating Raft. He did not know whether everyone was like this, or only those like him who had chosen not to remain in the Tai Xuan Sect.
Shaking his head and putting the matter aside, Zhang Zhiwei took out his phone, searched an online map, found the nearest Na Du Tong branch, and headed there.
"Hello. I'm looking for the person in charge of your regional division."
The employee sorting parcels looked