Published: March 3, 2025
And then returned to the original place to wait for the ceremony to end.
Holding the token, even the steadfast golden core cultivators could not help but reveal a hint of complexity on their faces.
With the token in hand, from that moment on, they were truly布衣盟 cultivators.
They stood completely against the Qian Court Holy Land and the sect families!
Once the布衣盟 faced the attacks from the sect families, if their identities were exposed, they would undoubtedly suffer endless pursuits.
The detailed information and that drop of blood with a personal aura were their most steadfast proofs of identity and position!
In the eyes of the Qian Court Holy Land and the sect families, they were entirely "heretics" that needed to be eradicated.
Although now, the布衣盟 still bore the label of conservatives, one day the fire would inevitably escape from the paper.
"When there is no betrayal, that drop of blood can allow the布衣盟 to quickly ascertain status and position."
"In times of danger, rescue can be launched swiftly."
"But once betrayal is chosen, it becomes a key item for soul chasing and death."
"Through the blood, the higher-ups of the布衣盟 can cast secret techniques to lock on positions, sending powerful cultivators to hunt down."
"No matter how you look at it, this blood is a handle."
The red ring clutched in Liu Yu's hand stirred countless thoughts in his heart.
However, this was also normal; regardless of joining any force, there would always be a demand to leave some handles to balance the cultivator.
This made the price of betrayal extremely high, discouraging anyone from betraying easily.
Otherwise, relying solely on shared ideals and attempting to create self-restraint through the morality of cultivating immortality is too idealistic.
In the face of interests, human hearts can hardly withstand the test.
The hearts of cultivators carry the corruption of the entire world!
"Fortunately, I have the 'sword of ruin,' so that this drop of blood will not become a stumbling block for me."
"In critical moments, I can use the sword of ruin to sever connections, making it impossible for this drop of blood to track me or become a medium for casting spells."
Thinking this, Liu Yu instinctively touched the long sword at his waist, feeling incredibly assured.
The divine artifact remained hidden, and the sword spirit actively concealed itself; even a close contact with a yuan ying true monarch would not lead to any suspicion.
As long as it was not taken in hand to be examined or actively revealed as extraordinary, there was basically no need to worry about being discovered.
Spiritual treasures correspond to the void refinement realm of cultivators; upon reaching this realm, even without functionalities, many things can be accomplished solely by the status of a "spiritual treasure."
The void refinement realm gradually approaches the essence of the world, exploring the truth behind the operation of all things.
The essence of life begins to involve higher levels, completely transcending the concept of "human," nearing the realm of "immortal" or "divine."
Whether in ancient times or now, this is recognized as "great power"!
"Ancient City."
Liu Yu examined the red ring closely, finding two small characters inscribed in a universally understood language of the cultivation world within its inner ring.
This was a special magical artifact, specially refined by the布衣盟, making it almost impossible to replicate; however, it did not possess any power.
The entire joining ceremony was conducted in a solemn atmosphere, with only faint words spoken when handing over materials and distributing tokens.
The cultivators who received the tokens all exhibited a momentary stupor or complexity on their faces but quickly returned to normal.
Because of ideological alignment and mutual interests, they had come here.
They were still in the "honeymoon phase," with their beliefs most steadfast.
This time, only a little over thirty core members joined, and since the distribution of tokens was not slow, this step was completed quickly.