Chapter 12 Dao Saint Sect

Zhang Yuhe quickly passed through Central State City and sprinted towards the south of the city.

He did not know that a huge crisis had once chased behind him, but because he ran too fast, the crisis dissipated along with it.

Different choices would lead to different consequences.

If he had run a little slower just now, he definitely would have been caught up to.

Things in the world were just that wondrous.

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Dao Saint Sect was located sixty thousand li south of Central State City, and there was no direct Teleportation Array to get there.

To be precise, there was no external Teleportation Array; if Cultivators wanted to go to Dao Saint Sect, they could only fly there themselves.

With Zhang Yuhe's current strength, even flying at full power, it was estimated that it would take a few days.

After running out of Central State City, Zhang Yuhe released his Flying Sword and hurried along stepping on it.

On the way, streaks of light occasionally flashed past him quickly, perhaps they were Dao Saint Sect Disciples returning from outside.

However, he did not step forward to chat, instead keeping his head down and flying.

Seven days later, a massive immortal mountain appeared before his eyes.

The immortal mountains stretched endlessly, with peak after peak piercing straight into the clouds. Some pavilions and terraces on the peaks faintly appeared within the clouds and mist, truly a scene of an immortal Holy Land.

"Here is the Dao Saint Sect?"

Seeing the immortal mountain before him, Zhang Yuhe couldn't help letting out a long breath of relief.

To be honest, with his current Qi stage strength, flying continuously for seven days was truly exhausting.

Following the guidance on the map, Zhang Yuhe quickly arrived at the reception desk.

Seeing someone arrive, a delicate-looking Purple-clothed girl walked out from the reception desk and politely cupped her fists to ask him.

"This humble one is an Outer Sect Disciple of the Dao Saint Sect, Zhao Qingqing. May I ask what brings Dao Brother here?"

The Purple-clothed girl did not show arrogance or coldness just because Zhang Yuhe's strength was weak.

Outsiders frequently visited the reception desk, mostly coming to visit friends or relatives Cultivating inside the Dao Saint Sect.

The Purple-clothed girl did not know Zhang Yuhe's background; what if he was the younger generation descendant of some old monster within the Sect?

She had worked at the reception desk for many years and had long since honed a naturally approachable habit.

No matter who came, she would not offend them.

Zhang Yuhe did not talk nonsense either, directly taking out a token and politely asking Zhao Qingqing.

"I want to join the Dao Saint Sect. Do you think using this will work?"

After speaking, he handed the token in his hand over.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing couldn't help being stunned.

The Dao Saint Sect rarely recruited Disciples from the outside. A hothead like Zhang Yuhe who directly came looking to join the Sect was something she had only heard of before, and this was her first time seeing it.

However, Zhang Yuhe took out an unknown token that Zhao Qingqing did not recognize, and she couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

"What is this object?"

"A token of trust. With this token, one can join the Dao Saint Sect."

Seeing Zhao Qingqing's expression, Zhang Yuhe answered with a slight sense of unease in his heart.

Could the information in the token be fooling people? He had thought that as long as he brought the token over, he could directly join the Dao Saint Sect.

Now it seemed not to be the case; this Zhao Qingqing obviously had heard of the matter of the token.

Zhao Qingqing's moth-eyebrows furrowed slightly; she truly had not heard of the matter regarding a token.

However, the time she had joined the Sect was not long, so it was possible that there were some secrets she did not know about.

Holding the token, Zhao Qingqing channeled Spiritual Qi into it to examine it carefully, after which an expression of surprise appeared on her face.

This token did not seem fake; the token indeed contained information stating that one could join the Dao Saint Sect by relying on it.

At this moment, she hesitated a bit; she dared not make arbitrary decisions on such a matter.

After pondering for a short while, she took out a message talisman and sent it, then politely said to Zhang Yuhe.

"Please wait a moment, Dao Brother. I have already sent a message to the Sect, and someone will come to handle it shortly."

After speaking, she welcomed Zhang Yuhe into the inner hall of the reception desk and served tea.

The two sat facing each other. Zhang Yuhe held his teacup, his heart slightly nervous.

"I hope no unexpected accidents happen."

Suddenly, Zhao Qingqing sitting opposite him quickly stood up and respectfully called out towards behind him.

"Disciple Zhao Qingqing greets Elder Lu."

Zhang Yuhe immediately turned back to see an old man in a white robe with sword-like eyebrows and benevolent eyes appearing behind him who knew not when.

He also hurriedly stood up and respectfully shouted.

"Greetings, Senior."

The white-robed old man waved his hand in a gesture, then took the token to examine it carefully.

After a long while, the old man asked Zhang Yuhe.

"Is this token yours?"

"Yes."

Zhang Yuhe hurried to reply.

"Do you know the origin of the token?"

Zhang Yuhe shook his head blankly.

Damn it, this was dropped by him killing a monster; who the hell knew what origin it had? Could he say it was dropped by a tiger monster?

He only hoped that the information in the token was true, allowing him to join the Dao Saint Sect.

However, looking at the old man's expression, the token should be real.

After all, items produced by the System could not possibly fool him.

Immediately after, the old man slowly spoke up.

"About one hundred thousand years ago, demons invaded Yu Fantian, stirring up a monstrous calamity. In the wars resisting the demons, countless brave martyrs died on the battlefield."

"To take care of the descendants of the martyrs, and at the same time to make the world vigilant against the hazards of demons, the Dao Saint Sect made this token as a token of trust."

"The ancestors left behind a dying instruction: whoever holds the token may join the Dao Saint Sect as an Inner Sect Disciple, and may choose any one Cultivation Technique in the Scripture Pavilion to study."

"A total of one hundred tokens were made. One hundred thousand years have passed, and the other tokens have long since returned. This is the last one you have."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuhe couldn't help letting out a long breath of relief.

As long as he could truly join the Dao Saint Sect, that was fine. As for the origin of the token, it wasn't important to him.

Demons and whatnot had nothing to do with him completely; he was a person from Blue Star, not a native of Yu Fantian.

Even if another demon invasion came, it wouldn't matter.

They were players; dying and coming back the next day made them a hero again, and they could also log off.

For Zhang Yuhe, in Yu Fantian, besides Cultivating, there were no other major matters.

The Purple-clothed girl beside him couldn't help revealing an expression of envy.

The Dao Saint Sect had one hundred thousand Disciples, but most people were only Outer Sect Disciples.

The Inner Sect was not so easy to enter; it had huge threshold requirements.

To her, every single Inner Sect Disciple was a resounding big figure.

The Dao Saint Sect gathered talents from all under heaven, yet the number of Inner Sect Disciples had always remained at three thousand.

From this, one could see the general picture.

Zhang Yuhe, a minor Qi stage Cultivator, could actually directly enter the Inner Sect to Cultivate, and could also choose any one Cultivation Technique in the Scripture Pavilion at will.

What kind of place was the Scripture Pavilion?

The Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities of the Dao Saint Sect were placed respectively in the Book Building and the Scripture Pavilion.

Earth Rank and below Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities were placed in the Book Building, open to all Disciples. As long as one had sufficient contribution merits, they could enter the Book Building to exchange for them.

Meanwhile, what the Scripture Pavilion housed were Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities above Heaven Rank, and only Inner Sect Disciples could enter.

Even for Inner Sect Disciples, wanting to enter the Scripture Pavilion to exchange for Cultivation Techniques was not that easy. Some Inner Sect Disciples accumulated contribution merits for several hundred years and still might not have enough to exchange for a single Cultivation Technique or Divine Ability.

She was somewhat envious of this treatment.

The white-robed old man on the side took in the expressions of both people at a glance.

However, he did not care.

Matters of Opportunity were very hard to say.

In his view, this token was a great Opportunity for Zhang Yuhe.

He could rely on this token to walk onto the heaven-reaching Great Dao.

As for how far he could walk, that would depend on personal fortune.

Immortal cultivation, besides Opportunity, also depended on talent and Aptitude, as well as personal effort…