After the Divine Tokens were distributed, Lin Zifeng placed the token in his palm, examined it with his piercing vision, and found nothing peculiar.
Rather than calling it a Divine Token, it's just a simple piece of junk metal. Only the name is different.
As for the handsome guy, he was sleeping at Lin Zifeng's feet, pretending to be a dead dog, intentionally acting like a little puppy. Before coming here, the two earlier wanted to bring the handsome guy, but he didn't want to follow them. The score that was settled on him, well, it hadn't been tallied yet.
After those cultivators distributing Divine Tokens left.
The eight people who were selected at the same time as Lin Zifeng began to stir.
Especially the pair of brothers, who were particularly displeased with the Divine Tokens they received. These people were all cultivators from Huaxia, thinking they might have a chance at the sect to encounter some opportunities to advance their cultivation.
