"This is Master Zhifa of the Vajra Temple. He's responsible for calculating merit points for the Vajra Temple's disciples. There's no need to hold anything back," the Black-Armored Man said hoarsely when he saw Wang Yu's reaction.
"This junior pays his respects to Senior Zhifa." At those words, Wang Yu bowed to the gaunt monk as well.
Monk Zhifa merely nodded without saying anything.
Clearly, a disciple at late Qi Refining was hardly enough to impress this Foundation Establishment monk from the Vajra Temple. Still, the Black-Armored Man's earlier mention that Wang Yu seemed to have some connection to the Blazing Fire Ancestor had prompted the gaunt monk to pay him a little attention.
Just then, Wang Yu began taking identity tokens of various colors out of his Storage Bag, one after another. One, two, three...
The Black-Armored Man's and Zhifa's eyes gradually widened!
An incense stick's worth of time later, Wang Yu walked out through the wooden door, his face brimming with delight.
Inside, the two men stared silently at the dozen or so Demonic Path disciple Command Tokens neatly arranged on the wooden table.
The three particularly exquisite true disciple Command Tokens among them were especially eye-catching.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, has this Martial Nephew Wang of yours really only been in your sect for a few years, and is he truly just an inner disciple? Could he be concealing his cultivation, actually a heavenly prodigy at the great perfection of Qi Refining whom your sect's Patriarch has kept hidden?" Monk Zhifa suddenly asked with a sigh.
"I'm not entirely sure whether Martial Nephew Wang really has any connection to our sect's Patriarch. But I personally examined him when he joined several years ago, and he was merely a disciple with four spirit roots.
"But even if Martial Nephew