Mount Taihang
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace, everyone looked at the crowd below and many smiled.
"Catch." At that time, there were various sounds. Many big figures reached out, throwing numerous badges downward. A badge appeared before everyone who would cultivate in the six pavilions of the Holy Zhi Palace. It was naturally the same for Ye Futian. The badge that hovered before him had the word "Battle" carved on it. They put a shred of spiritual energy into it and then put it away. This represented their status as a disciple of the Holy Zhi Palace.
"You have three months to take care of the matters in the outside world and then enter the pavilion. Of course, you can enter now. As for the future, you will listen to your elders," the elder on the steps said.