"By the way, Senior, without this jade token, you can't earn points for killing members of other races, or exchange them for cultivation resources. Once Father arrives, I'll ask him whether we can use our sect's information to get a replacement issued for you.
"But, Senior, our Flying Swallow Sect is only a small sect. It took us a great deal of effort to get this opportunity to come here and earn points. The areas assigned to us in the Netherworld Secret Realm are all relatively barren and dangerous, so I hope you won't mind," Zhao Dong told Li Dalong.
"Then I'm sorry for the trouble, fellow Daoist. Ask your father what he thinks when he arrives, and we'll take it from there," Li Dalong told Zhao Dong.
It would be even better if he could obtain a legitimate identity here. With this Identity Jade Tablet, he would not be hunted by the Human Race as a member of another race on this Extraterrestrial Battlefield. He could also enter the Immortal Realm's bases to rest and recuperate, or exchange resources.
While Li Dalong was thinking about what came next, Zhao Dong proved perceptive. Seeing that Li Dalong had no more questions, he hurried off to clean up the battlefield himself, gathering the storage Magic Treasures of the slain members of the Demon Race before casting a flame spell on their corpses and burning them away.
When Li Dalong came back to himself, Zhao Dong carefully handed him the storage Magic Treasures he had collected. "Senior, these are the spoils from those members of the Demon Race. I've gathered them for you."
"All right." Li Dalong accepted them without standing on ceremony. After taking the storage Magic Treasures, he handed a belt-shaped one back to Zhao Dong. "This one's for you.