Zhang Ji Yuan froze for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed: "Good, good, good, congratulations!"
Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists: "Please forgive the laughter, is there a ceremony for joining the Sect?"
"It's not so cumbersome," Zhang Ji Yuan took out a pitch-black token from his arms and handed it to Chu Zhiyuan: "With this, you are now a disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Sect."
Chu Zhiyuan accepted the token.
It's half the size of a palm, perfectly round like a full moon, at first glance pitch black, nothing there.
Yet it was etched with patterns.
The patterns on both sides were different, one complex, one simple.
Through these patterns, Chu Zhiyuan vaguely saw two characters: "Heaven-Reaching."
"This is the identity card of disciples from our Heaven-Reaching Sect, it is a treasure."
Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.
Zhang Ji Yuan showed a proud expression: "With it, we can return to the Sect."
Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Directly return to the Sect?"
