"Tu Lin, fifteen years old, Qi Gathering Layer VI, native of Day Bright Country, second-generation disciple of Qingfeng Temple, currently cultivating in Xinmao City..."
The woman swiftly wrote down Tu Lin's identity details on the paper. As the last stroke was completed, the paper inexplicably ignited, burning into two streaks of flame; one vanished into the void, while the other directly entered Tu Lin's consciousness body!
At the same time, Fan Rongrong noticed an extra hundred bronze coins in her sleeve and showed a hint of joy, once again bowing to the woman with Tu Lin.
"Alright! From now on, you are one of our spiritual land's cultivators. If you want to earn Dreamland Coins, you can pick a task to do in the main hall outside, but remember to act within your capabilities." The woman's demeanor was lazy, and after casually advising Tu Lin for a few moments, she lay back down on the desk.
