Clark had expected something similar to this. The customs in the Immortal World were like this; any technique related to the Blood Path would be viewed this way.
But Clark didn't care.
As long as he used it for refinement, no one would attack him.
However, the looks of hatred didn't disappear; some even wished Clark would lose.
A loud voice boomed:
• "I'm finished!!!"
Everyone, including those watching, was stunned.
Incredible speed! He had finished, and the refinement took him only three minutes.
Clark left, as he had completed the test, to get his badge to enter the official rounds.
Clark placed a few Immortal Gems, because a commission had to be paid in this place.
Clark was angry, that miser Jin had only given him a little.
Clark got his badge, but a certain fool came running.
He had a face like a pig's, and beside him was a teenage boy not yet twenty, who was arrogant and called himself Supervisor Song Yu.
• "Sir, join our sect! I'm sure you're interested."
