Demonic Sect Player: No Honor, No Rules
Chapter 397

Don't worry, I'll make my move

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The golden light instantly became a mark and branded itself onto his soul. Chu Mo felt an inexplicable connection form between himself and the Official Writ. Then several thousand tiny characters flooded his mind, assembling into a profound cultivation method.

"Mystic Court Visualization Method."

Chu Mo savored it carefully for a moment, excitement filling his eyes. "Thank you for granting me this method, Senior!"

A soft chuckle came from the other end of the Command Token. "Cultivate diligently. Do not disappoint me. Once you have finished drawing the map, I will contact you again."

With that, the Command Token immediately fell silent, showing no further signs of activity. Though it seemed no different from before, it now had a temporary owner.

At the far end of the distant World Sea.

The Mystic Court was a vast, boundless world. Its heavens and earth stretched endlessly in every direction. Above this world's Nine Heavens stood a magnificent, imposing palace.

It was the heart of the Mystic Court: the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

The Dipper Department lay on the eastern side of the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

At this moment, in the Dipper Department's main hall, a figure stood before an enormous bronze mirror, delight on his face. He wore vermilion official robes and a jade crown, and his features were stern and dignified. His name was Li Yunxiao, master of the Dipper Department and overseer of border defense.

"You do have some wariness. But whatever a native like you may be thinking, as long as you establish the ritual... heh."

The corners of Li Yunxiao's mouth lifted.

His earlier words had mingled truth with falsehood. Only the ritual had been his true objective. The ritual was not merely a means of enhancing cultivation; it was an extension of the Mystic Court's Great Dao.

Once

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