Chapter 163: A Promising Seed

"The Demon Subjugation Pavilion focuses on researching evil entities. To be precise, it studies low-level evil, like monsters and the like. The Demon Prison originated from them.

Originally, the Demon Prison should have been called the Evil Prison, but because there were some weaker demons inside, it was simply named Demon Prison."

"As for the Demon Sealing Pavilion, their focus is on researching demons."

"The Internal Affairs Pavilion manages all the miscellaneous affairs within the Seclusion Pavilion, as well as the supply of various resources."

Zhong Ning spoke without pause, rattling off information.

"Those who can enter the Internal Affairs Pavilion have made significant contributions to the Demon Suppression Division or the Seclusion Pavilion. However, due to certain reasons, they can no longer continue to contribute, so they are uniformly assigned to the Internal Affairs Pavilion to handle logistics.

Without the support of the Internal Affairs Pavilion, research in other areas would be difficult to conduct."

"Both the Demon Subjugation Pavilion and the Demon Sealing Pavilion require people with specialized knowledge of evil entities and demons to be qualified to enter. You don’t fall into that category."

"Therefore, the only place you can truly join is the Martial Pavilion."

With that, Zhong Ning turned to look at Shen Changqing, speaking solemnly.

"Let me reintroduce myself. I am Zhong Ning, an elder of the Martial Pavilion. You haven’t officially entered the Seclusion Pavilion yet, so you still have time to change your mind. But once you enter the Seclusion Pavilion, you can’t voluntarily leave unless you’re expelled.

You need to consider this carefully.

After all, the Seclusion Pavilion isn’t a place you can come and go as you please."

His tone was grave.

Shen Changqing was unfazed.

"Elder Zhong, you’re being too serious. Now that I’ve joined the Demon Suppression Division, there’s no turning back. So, what’s the problem with joining the Seclusion Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Zhong Ning was speechless.

"What you say is true. Anyway, it’s all the same. Since you’ve joined the Demon Suppression Division, there’s no harm in joining the Seclusion Pavilion."

Then, his gaze towards Shen Changqing became approving.

"Having such an open-minded perspective can sometimes bring many benefits. Now, follow me to the Internal Affairs Pavilion to register. Everyone who joins the Seclusion Pavilion must register with the Internal Affairs Pavilion."

As he spoke, Zhong Ning led the way towards the Internal Affairs Pavilion.

The halls were well-established, and he was already familiar with the route. Before long, they arrived in front of a magnificent hall.

The words "Internal Affairs Pavilion" inscribed above clearly indicated its purpose.

Upon entering, Shen Changqing discovered that the layout was very similar to the Demon Slaying Hall, except that it wasn’t as busy with people coming and going.

"Looks familiar, doesn’t it? The layout of the Demon Slaying Hall is based on the Internal Affairs Pavilion."

Zhong Ning seemed to have read Shen Changqing’s thoughts and explained with a smile.

Soon after, the two arrived at a counter.

Behind the counter sat an old man, dozing off. He seemed to be about the same age as Zhong Ning, but not as well-maintained.

However, in Shen Changqing’s perception, the old man’s Qi and blood were just as vigorous, shining like the sun and impossible to ignore.

Seeing this, he was secretly shocked.

Another existence with such powerful Qi and blood!

He knew that this was merely the Qi and blood hidden within the body, and it was already at such a level. If the old man were to truly fight, his strength would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

In comparison, although Shen Changqing’s own Qi and blood were also vigorous, that was his greatest foundation.

Whether it was Zhong Ning or the old man behind the counter, they had lived for countless years. He didn’t believe that they only had a body of Qi and blood as their foundation.

Dong, dong!

Zhong Ning knocked on the counter, his expression impatient.

"Old Devil Tan, stop sleeping! Wake up and greet the guests!"

Instantly, the old man opened his drowsy eyes and, upon seeing Zhong Ning, revealed a look of displeasure.

"It’s you again. Why aren’t you staying put in your Martial Pavilion? What are you doing here every other day? I’ve already said that the Internal Affairs Pavilion only has so many resources to give each year. Don’t rush me, don’t rush me! Rushing me won’t make me produce more resources for you.

If you really can’t hold it in, go find a couple of young ladies at the brothel.

But at your age, I’m afraid you can’t handle that kind of pleasure."

Hearing this, Zhong Ning’s face turned as black as ink.

If it were any other time, he wouldn’t mind, but he had brought a newcomer with him.

The old man’s words undoubtedly made the Martial Pavilion Elder feel quite embarrassed.

"Do you think I want to come to your dump of a place? I’m here to bring someone. This is someone introduced by that kid Dongfang Zhao. He wants to join my Martial Pavilion. Register him."

"A newcomer?"

The displeasure on the old man’s face lessened, and his gaze shifted to the young man standing beside Zhong Ning.

With just one glance, Shen Changqing felt as if the old man had seen right through him.

Goosebumps rose on his skin, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Vigorous Qi and blood, he’s entered the door of the physical body system. Judging by his bone age, he’s not old. A promising seed. If he becomes a Town Guardian in the future, he might become a top expert. It’s a pity for him to join your Martial Pavilion!"

"Shut up! That kid Dongfang Zhao already let him join the Martial Pavilion. When did it become your turn to spout nonsense?"

Zhong Ning reprimanded him with dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, the old man wasn’t angry, but shook his head and chuckled.

"You people are all unwilling to give up. How easy is it to break the human body limit? No one has been able to do it throughout history. Blindly pursuing it might not be a good thing."

"That’s a load of bull."

Zhong Ning seemed to have been stepped on his tail, and he burst into anger.

He wanted to lash out, but remembering that there was a newcomer beside him, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"It’s not like no one has ever succeeded, humph!"

"Those things happened so many years ago, there’s no evidence to support them. Besides, even if it’s true, the current environment can’t be replicated."

As he spoke, the old man saw that Zhong Ning’s complexion was getting worse and worse, so he didn’t want to provoke him anymore.

"Forget it."

"If you want to persist, then persist. Maybe you’ll really find a way. If you really find a way to break the martial artist’s limit, that would be a blessing for the human race.

Evil has been rampant for so many years. It’s time for something to balance things out."

The old man shook his head, thinking of some unpleasant things.

Then, his sight fell on Shen Changqing again.

"Show me your identity token."

"Please take a look."

Shen Changqing took out his identity token and handed it over.

Taking the token, the old man looked at the information on it.

"Earth-Rank Demon Slayer, Shen Changqing—"

The name was unfamiliar.

But he didn’t think too much about it, but took out a blank jade token and engraved a few words on it.

Earth-Rank Demon Slayer.

Shen Changqing.

The same words as the identity token, but the difference was that under the three words Demon Suppression Division on the right, three small words were added: Seclusion Pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, the old man took out a book and began writing something in it.

After a long time, he handed the jade token to Shen Changqing.

"Drip your blood on it, and then the token will be completely recognized as yours. In the future, even if the token is lost, you can find the lost token by relying on the connection between you and it.

If the token can’t be found, you don’t need to worry too much.

Because after the token leaves you for an hour and loses its bloodline induction, it will automatically be destroyed."

Drip blood to recognize the owner!

The old man’s words almost made Shen Changqing think that he had come to some immortal cultivation world.

Without hesitation, he took out his Cold Moon Saber and cut an opening on his finger.

Then, before the wound could heal automatically, he forcibly squeezed out a drop of blood.

The blood dripped out and fell on the jade token.

Immediately, the blood fused with the jade token, and the originally white token was quietly dyed a verdant green.

Then the old man took out another jade plaque with Shen Changqing’s name engraved on it.

"Drip a drop of blood here to record your aura, so as to prevent someone from impersonating you in the future."

"Alright."

Shen Changqing had no choice but to cut open the healed wound again.

He dripped in another drop of blood.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, put away the jade plaque, and said.

"The jade token is your new identity token in the Demon Suppression Division from now on. You can discard the original identity token, but the identity token is an important thing after all and cannot be discarded arbitrarily.

You can hand the token over to the Internal Affairs Pavilion, and someone will naturally help you deal with it.

Moreover, after the identity token is handed over to the Internal Affairs Pavilion, any subsequent troubles caused by this identity token will no longer have anything to do with you."

"Then I’ll trouble you, senior."

"A small matter."

The old man said with a faint smile, then took out something, wrote a certificate, and stamped it with the Internal Affairs Pavilion’s unique seal. He handed it to Shen Changqing.

"This is the identity token recovery certificate. You can keep it safe. Generally, this thing is useless, but it might be useful in case of future disputes."

"Thank you."

Shen Changqing glanced at the contents of the certificate and then put it away.

The content was nothing special. It just stated that the original identity token had been submitted to the Internal Affairs Pavilion. The rest was a stamp.

The seal was somewhat different from the Great Qin seal he had seen.

Moreover, the seal was as red as blood. He wondered what material the inkpad was made of.

"The registration is complete. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to the Internal Affairs Pavilion to find me. My name is Tan Tianji. I’m an elder of this Internal Affairs Pavilion. You can call me whatever you want, just don’t be as rude as that old ghost Zhong."

The old man, also known as Tan Tianji, said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhong Ning’s face turned ugly.

"People from my Martial Pavilion don’t need to ask people from your Internal Affairs Pavilion for help. Are you still asleep? Now that the registration is complete, there’s nothing else to do. Don’t waste so much time talking all day long."

After speaking, he looked at Shen Changqing.

"Now that you’re registered, you’re a member of my Martial Pavilion from today onwards. I’ll tell you about some things slowly after we return to the Martial Pavilion. Let’s go."

"Uh, Elder Tan, farewell."

"Take care."

Tan Tianji smiled.

Watching the two figures leave, he sat back in his original position, his expression somewhat strange.

"He is indeed a promising seed. It’s been many years since there was someone like him who could officially enter the physical body system at such a young age. It’s just a pity that his martial path is limited. Even if his talent is high, he won’t have the strength to continue."

After muttering to himself, he shook his head with a bitter smile.

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