At that moment, Ye Lin looked at the white-bearded old man before him. He had never imagined this place would be so shabby—aside from the old man, there was nothing else at all?
This was not even comparable to the imperial palace of a mortal kingdom.
"Here."
Ye Lin tossed his Identity Token to the old man, and Liu Bai did the same. The two simply watched him.
"Oh? Inner Sect disciples? Strange, strange. Interesting."
The old man felt over the Identity Tokens in his hand, raised a brow, and muttered with a smile. Then he tossed a Spatial Ring each to Ye Lin and Liu Bai.
"These are your resources for this month, including the starting points for Inner Sect disciples—one hundred points per person. These are resources granted to you by the Sacred Land, but from now on, you'll have to earn them yourselves."
"Alright, take your Identity Tokens and leave."
After saying that, the old man tossed the Identity Tokens back to them. At the same time, a set of clothes landed in Ye Lin and Liu Bai's arms. The next instant, Ye Lin felt the scene before his eyes shift, and he and Liu Bai had already arrived outside.
Before them stood Bai Jianxin, craning his neck in anticipation.
"Junior Brothers, it's time to..."
Suddenly, Bai Jianxin's words caught in his throat halfway through. His eyes widened as he stared at the clothes in Ye Lin and Liu Bai's arms.
"In... Inner Sect disciples?"
Bai Jianxin's eyes were wide, and his voice stuttered, as though he had seen something utterly unbelievable.
He had never imagined that the two seemingly ordinary men before him were Inner Sect disciples. Why had there been no reaction at all from the Sacred Land when two new Inner Sect disciples had