Phew!
The result was fairly decent, at least.
Looking at his identity token, it was no longer the same as before. He had changed from a probationary disciple to an indoor disciple.
It was not just the token; his clothes had changed as well.
They had become black on the outside and white within, with fine golden lines forming cloud patterns that spread from the cuffs and collar. The color was so faint that one would miss it without looking closely. Amid the vaguely visible sea of clouds stood a tall tower.
This was not merely a set of clothes.
It was a genuine magical treasure. The cloud patterns were packed with witch markings, surrounded by astonishing power.
According to the High Tower Spirit, wearing these clothes would let him withstand an attack even from a Great Witch for a short while.
And while holding an indoor disciple token, no matter where Li Su was, the High Tower would be able to locate him immediately. Something like nearly being abducted right outside its gates would never happen again.
Moreover, things were different this time. Now that he had become an indoor disciple of the High Tower, his status was among the very highest not only in Witch City, but even within the High Tower itself. Attacking an indoor disciple of the High Tower's master without any reason meant preparing to endure the High Tower's full retaliation.
Flipping through the papers before him, which recorded information about Witch City, Li Su sighed softly.
He had not expected that after becoming an indoor disciple, he would simply be left to fend for himself.
The reason was simple. An indoor disciple's cultivation was personally arranged by the High Tower's master. With the master absent, even the High Tower Spirit could not make decisions