Sun Temple The queue at the registration desk was long.
Ever since the message of Sun Temple spread, there has been no shortage of people coming to seek refuge.
Some are casual cultivators, some are students who have graduated from the academy, and some are retired officers who are disappointed with the empire.
The registration office is located in a two-story building at the foot of Pope Mountain.
The first floor is the reception hall, where there are several detectors, all of which were made by Xuan Ziwen and those Soul Engineer.
Each one flashes a different color and buzzes.
In the queue, there was a woman who stood out.
She is tall and slender, wearing a white outfit with silver piping, which glows with a low-key luster in the sun.
Wearing a white veil on her face, only a pair of big pink-blue eyes are exposed.
Her long, pink-blue wavy hair is spread on her back, with the tips slightly curled and swaying gently as she moves.
Her graceful figure and looming beauty attracted the attention of many people around her.
Some people looked at him secretly, some whispered to each other, and some young cultivators looked straight in the eyes and were pulled back to their senses by their companions.
The woman looked intently, folded her arms and stood there like a javelin, cold and sharp.
After waiting in line for a while, it was finally her turn.
The staff behind the counter is a young man in his early twenties, wearing a Sun Temple standard blue robe, with a rising sun engraved on the badge on his chest.
He raised his head and saw the woman in front of him. The pen in her hand fell on the table with a clatter.
"King...Vice Hall Master Wang?"
His eyes widened, "Why are you here?"
Jiang Nannan, who was sorting out information on the side, heard the three words "Vice Hall Master Wang" and subconsciously looked up.
Long pink-blue hair, pink-blue eyes...
Isn't this Dong'er?
She put down the file in her hand and walked over.
"Dong'er? Are you here to help?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt something was wrong.
Wang Dong'er Why is she wearing a veil today? And her temperament... is different too.
Wang Dong'er Although I am usually cold in front of outsiders, I am not this cold.
This is a kind of innate arrogance and alienation that comes from the bones.
The woman frowned slightly.
"My name is not Dong'er."
Her voice was cold and without any unnecessary emotion, "My name is Wang Qiu'er. I'm here to sign up."
Jiang Nannan was stunned.
Not Dong'er?
She looked carefully at the woman in front of her.
She has long pink-blue hair, big pink-blue eyes, is taller than Wang Dong'er, and has a cooler temperament.
The facial features... Although he is covered by a veil, his exposed eyebrows are almost exactly the same as Wang Dong'er.
"Are you... sure you are not Dong'er's twin sister?"
Jiang Nannan asked tentatively.
Wang Qiu'er frowned even more tightly and said, "No. I said, my name is Wang Qiu'er. Sign up, or not?"
Jiang Nannan came to his senses and apologized quickly. "Sorry, sorry, you look too much like our deputy palace master, so I glanced at you a few times. Please sit down, I will do it for you personally."
She returned to the counter, took out a blank file again, and picked up the pen.
"What is your Martial Soul?"
"Golden Dragon."
Jiang Nannan's pen paused.
Golden Dragon? Golden Dragon, the legendary ancestor of power? Didn't that Martial Soul disappear long ago with the extinction of the Golden Dragon Clan?
She raised her head and glanced at Wang Qiu'er. The expression behind the veil could not be seen clearly, but the eyes were calm and magnanimous, and did not look like she was lying.
Jiang Nannan lowered his head and continued to fill in.
"Please put your hands on this."
She pointed to a Soul Power detector.
Wang Qiu'er Place your hand on the instrument.
The blue light turns on, the numbers jump, and soon stabilize.
Level fifty-seven was displayed on the screen.
A strange light flashed in Jiang Nannan's eyes.
Level fifty-seven, Soul King.
This level of cultivation is at the top level both among his peers and among those who come to Sun Temple.
No matter where they are placed, they can be regarded as high-quality talents.
"Please stand up there and check your body information."
Wang Qiu'er looked at the cylindrical instrument next to it. The thing was more than two meters high, with a transparent crystal barrier on the front and a circular platform in front of it.
She walked over, stood on the platform, and muttered, "It's really troublesome."
The crystal barrier lowered and enveloped her.
The white light slowly scanned from top to bottom, passing over her body inch by inch from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. The scanning continued for a long time and finally stopped.
The instrument emits a crisp "beep" and data begins to scroll on the screen.
"Physical strength, level seventy-eight. Physical toughness, level eighty-three. Soul Power fluctuation, level fifty-seven. Height, one meter seventy-eight. Weight, seventy-two kilograms. Left arm length... Bone age, eighteen years old..."
The hall was quiet for a moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the woman in the white outfit.
Physical strength at level seventy-eight, physical toughness at level eighty-three.
Golden Dragon, it really deserves its reputation.
So powerful! So terrifying!
Jiang Nannan was also stunned for a moment, and then quickly filled out the file. After filling it out, she took out a black card from the drawer and handed it over with both hands.
"This is your Sun Temple ID card, please keep it."
Wang Qiu'er took the card and looked at it in his hand. The frame of the card was made of rare metal and was thinner than a Gold Soul Coin. There were fine soul-guiding lines on the surface, which glowed with a cold luster under the light.
"This card is also a Gold Soul Coin card. The funds in it are applicable to any corner of the mainland. Your salary will also be paid through this card in the future."
"The most important thing is that this card itself is a level five Soul Tool. If you are in danger outside, just enter Soul Power, and the distress message will be sent back to the headquarters and the nearest Red Sun Army team, and we will go to the rescue as quickly as possible."
Wang Qiu'er looked over it over and over and put the card into his arms.
"The address of the dormitory is also on the card. You can check in with the card. The dormitory given to disciples by Sun Temple is a small suite for two people, with independent bathroom and complete living facilities. Couples can apply to live together."
Jiang Nannan added.
Wang Qiu'er nodded, "Where is the dormitory?"
Jiang Nannan pointed to the distance and said, "Over there. The specific building and room are written on the card."
Wang Qiu'er turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at Jiang Nannan.
"That deputy palace master, what's her name?"
"Wang Dong'er."
Wang Qiu'er was silent for a moment, then turned around and continued walking.
Jiang Nannan watched her back disappear outside the door, looked down at the three words "Wang Qiu'er" on the file, and then thought of Wang Dong'er's face.
Aren't they really twins? They are too similar.
She shook her head and continued to receive the next person.
The dormitory area is built in the west of the city, next to the training ground.
Ten five-story buildings are neatly arranged, with red and white exterior walls. In front of each building is a small green space with newly transplanted shrubs.
Wang Qiu'er followed the information on the card and came to Building 2.
The corridor is decorated in red and white style, with light gray slates on the floor and warm white walls. The red wooden doors have golden house numbers hanging from 101 to 106.
"101?"
Wang Qiu'er stood in front of the door and pushed it open.
The suite is larger than expected.
Entering the door is a small living room with a sofa and a coffee table.
On the right is a separate bathroom, and on the left is the kitchen. Although it is small, it has a stove, sink, and storage cabinets.
At the end of the corridor are two bedrooms, door to door, of similar size, each with a single bed, a wardrobe, and a desk.
Wang Qiu'er stood in the living room for a while, walked to the window, and opened the window.
Outside is the training ground, and you can see people competing there, and Soul Skill's light is flashing.
"Not bad..."
She whispered and closed the window.
In the main hall on the mountain, Lin Yaoyang gathered the key members.
Jiang Nannan was the last one to arrive because he was responsible for registration at the foot of the mountain.
She rushed over from the registration office, holding a stack of files in her hand.
Lin Yaoyang stood in the center of the hall, with a huge map spread out on the long table in front of him. It was a map of the Dou Ling Empire's entire territory. The mountains, rivers, and city passes were clearly marked.
"Everyone is here. Let's talk about a few things."
He glanced at everyone, and his eyes paused on Jiang Nannan.
Jiang Nannan was looking at Wang Dong'er with a strange look in his eyes, looking up and down, as if he was confirming something.