537 Little Duanmu, Your Package Is on Its Way (1/2)

Wang Baole's heart began to race rapidly. He thought about how the Vast Expanse Dao Palace was amassing identity tokens. There must be some reason for that. He had intended to ask Little Missy about it when she woke up. Now that he was reminded of it again, he hastily inquired.

”The identity token represents one's access rights. Many places are only accessible to disciples with the relevant access rights. I'll help you look around if there's a chance and see if we can locate the records belonging to the true Vast Expanse Dao Palace. You'll be able to learn how to make use of those access rights after listing your name in the records. You can even make use of other people's identity tokens and borrow their access rights. The three inner sect disciples must have the same intentions. Of course, your name must first be in the records for this to work,” Little Missy said casually as if he had just disturbed her for an extremely trivial matter.

Wang Baole couldn't resist the temptation. Even though Little Missy didn't provide many details, he still managed to piece together the big picture. He stared longingly at the corpse in the Blood Sea. The green smoke had finally left the region. It reformed and then left again, taking only Wang Baole with it. His thoughts, however, remained with the corpse that was worth two hundred thousand battle credits.

Days passed, and the green smoke grew thinner. It finally vanished completely when it approached the border that separated the sword handle and the sword body. The trio landed on a mountain peak free of hexes. Wang Baole continued to look back, longing and mixed feelings shining in his eyes.

”We're… back…” Zhuo Yifan released a sigh. This trip had been filled with ups and downs. It had been an incredible adventure. Someone weak-hearted would have died of fright halfway through the journey.

Zhao Yameng took in a deep breath as well. Excitement shone in her eyes. She had gained much from this trip. The time she had spent at the Immortal Platform, especially, had given her much to think about. Enlightenment still evaded her, but she did get some inspiration.

Wang Baole was the only one who stared behind him, determination slowly lighting up his eyes.

”I've made up my mind. Just wait until my level of cultivation increases. I'll get my hands on that Elder's identity token. I remember the way back!” Wang Baole gritted his teeth. As soon as he said that, Zhuo Yifan's eyes shone with respect and admiration. He patted Wang Baole on the shoulder.

”Baole, you've set yourself on the road to eventual death. There's no turning back for you.”

Even Zhao Yameng shook her head after staring at Wang Baole. Wang Baole sighed at their reactions. He knew that it was quite impossible to retrieve the Elder's identity token. However, he couldn't get rid of the itch. He remained dazed the entire journey back.

Fortunately, they were near the borders. They could see the enormous defensive barrier in the distance when they raised their heads. It wasn't as dangerous out here. They dashed ahead and soon stepped across the barrier, leaving the sword body behind them as they entered the region of the sword handle!

What could be considered as relatively cool winds greeted them. Wang Baole shook himself and cleared his mind. He did his best to shove aside his lust for the storage bag on the dead Elder's corpse. They went through five rounds of teleportation and finally arrived inside the Vast Expanse Dao Palace.

Through the regional Spirit Internet shared by all Federation Seedlings, they found that they had been gone for six months. It wasn't a long time for a cultivator. In fact, this was a typical duration to be away for any cultivator entering the sword body to complete a mission. Some would be gone for a far longer period. However, they had gone through a lot during these six months.

In fact, no one would believe what they had experienced if they told them. They weren't foolish enough to share such information recklessly. Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan left immediately after returning to the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. They had reaped a bountiful return and needed to retreat into seclusion and deal with what they had found.

Wang Baole finally managed to set aside his greed for the battle credits he could be earning by stealing from the dead Elder. He headed straight for the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. The first thing he was going to do was to exchange the identity tokens he had gotten for battle credits.

He had reaped too bountiful a harvest this time. He was bound to attract attention. However, there was no way he was going to go unnoticed with a core disciple's identity token in his possession. Wang Baole decided to throw caution to the wind and headed straight for the mission stone slab.

It seemed that there was never a moment when the place wouldn't be crowded with people. Cultivators streamed around the stone slab. Wang Baole's arrival didn't draw too much attention. He approached the stone slab and was about to exchange his hard-earned gains for battle credits. Suddenly, the bustling around him grew faint. Everything suddenly seemed quieter.

Wang Baole froze. He turned and looked. Many people around him had stopped breathing as they stared into the distance, at an approaching figure!

It was a young man. He had a towering, sturdy build and long, flowing black hair. He wore the red robes that indicated he was a personal disciple of someone in the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. A chilly aura flowed off him in waves, his eyes were devoid of emotion, and his handsome face was as cold as a glacier!

He showed no signs of arrogance or condescension, and there was no hint of spirit energy as he approached from the skies. Those who stood in front of him stepped away and opened up a path for him. They greeted him, lowering their heads, not daring to look into his eyes.

”That's Senior Brother Dugu Lin!”