"Excellent! A superior-grade bloodline! You may join our Immortal Race! Please proceed to the admission passage!"
"What a pity. Just short of superior grade. You could consider further bloodline refinement. Give it some thought."
"A superior-grade bloodline. Welcome to the Immortal Race, Fellow Daoist. Please proceed to the admission passage...!"
Inside an enormous Palace, a dozen or so Foreign-Race Cultivators were waiting for the Immortal Race to test their bloodlines.
Ye Han was among them. After all, they had come to the Immortal Race's Immortal Land, so naturally, they had to follow its rules.
When he first entered the Immortal Land, Ye Han had followed the Buddha-Intent Daoist in search of the Immortal Spirit Strange Flame. After suffering grievous injuries, he had gone into seclusion to heal, sending his Puppet, White Fairy, to search for immortal land water and gather spoils from those Foreign-Race Cultivators. Naturally, the haul had been decent.
As a result, Ye Han had rarely shown his face. Seeing him emerge alive, the other Foreign-Race Cultivators looked at him with some disdain. His aura did not seem particularly impressive, after all. He hardly looked like a Cultivator who had used a great deal of immortal land water.
Naturally, Ye Han paid no heed to their looks.
At last, it was Ye Han's turn to step forward and have his bloodline tested.
The Immortal Race did not accept just any Foreign-Race Cultivator who survived the Immortal Land. Their bloodline also had to reach the Immortal Race's standard before they could join, and the minimum requirement was a superior-grade bloodline.
For those who fell just a little short, the Immortal Race could offer an opportunity. By paying a certain price in Heavenly Treasures, treasures, or other things, they could exchange for a chance to improve their bloodline.
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