Chapter 1188 - Targeted
Liu Wuxie and He Yingwu took their time. They waited until most disciples had claimed their tokens before approaching the chest. By then, only a handful remained. Liu Wuxie reached in casually and drew one. Since the assignment was random, it hardly mattered where he ended up.
Of course, if anyone truly disliked their placement, they could exchange with someone else. Elder Li Chen's earlier invitation was a perfect example—if Liu Wuxie didn't want another placement, he could rely on Li Chen to assign him to the War Dragon Institute.
"Wuxie, I'm at the Dharma Institute," He Yingwu said after checking his token.
"The Heavenly Martial Institute for me," Liu Wuxie replied. His token bore the character 'martial,' while He Yingwu's carried 'dharma.' Tokens marked with 'dragon' represented the War Dragon Institute.
"Let's settle down first. We'll keep in touch afterward," Liu Wuxie reassured. He Yingwu's face showed his disappointment—they would soon part ways. He knew he owed his survival to Liu Wuxie many times over during their journey.
Elder Ding's voice rang out. "Now that you've chosen your tokens, inject soul energy into them. The Heavenly Dragon Sect's Grand Void Pillar will register your information. From today onward, the sect binds you. Should you ever betray it, the Grand Void Pillar will be the first to know."
Each year, countless spies attempted to infiltrate the sect, but none ever escaped discovery. The elders crippled the lucky ones' cultivation, and the sect executed the unlucky on the spot.
As long as disciples didn't betray the sect, the elders wouldn't interfere in their minor disputes. Conflict was inevitable, and only through competition could they grow.
The Heavenly Dragon Sect had built many reward systems and channels for its disciples to earn resources: nurturing spiritual herbs, venturing to the Blood Fiend Battlefield, or completing sect missions.
"The representatives of the three institutions are here. I wish you all success," Elder Ding said before leaving. His gaze lingered briefly on Liu Wuxie, and he gave a slight nod—a silent gesture that Liu Wuxie could seek him out if he encountered trouble.
Liu Wuxie responded with a faint smile. He had no intention of asking for help unless it became absolutely necessary.
The deacons of the three institutions stepped forward and called out to the new disciples.