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Chapter 130 Paper Magical Instruments

After he finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the air.

This is something everyone has to go through before that thin layer of paper is pierced.

After flying for about fifteen minutes, Zhang Xuanchen looked at the figure in front of him and couldn't help but speak:

"Um, Ling Shuang, where do we register?"

Upon hearing Zhang Xuanchen's voice, Luo Lingshuang snapped out of her reverie.

He glanced at the surroundings below, his eyes widened in surprise, and he instinctively stopped.

Zhang Xuanchen couldn't stop in time and bumped into Luo Lingshuang's back, instinctively stopping her slender waist.

She asked in confusion, "Ling Shuang, why did you suddenly stop?"

Feeling the firm chest against her, Luo Lingshuang whispered:

"We've passed by."

"What? You walked past? Hahaha, I didn't expect a Foundation Establishment Peak expert like you to make such a basic mistake. Haha, if this gets out, you'll definitely become infamous in the Nine Hua Sword Sect."

"It's all because of you! Don't laugh!" Luo Lingshuang saw that Zhang Xuanchen dared to "mock" her, so she immediately reached out and put her hand on Zhang Xuanchen's waist.

Then twist it.

Zhang Xuanchen's smile froze instantly. He took a deep breath, released his arms from Luo Lingshuang's waist, and whispered:

"Ouch, it hurts, Ling Shuang, loosen it quickly, loosen it quickly."

You were the one leading the way, how can you blame me?

This attack directly shattered his physical body, which was at the mid-stage of the second transformation, with a power comparable to that of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It can't be stopped, it's completely unstoppable.

Seeing Zhang Xuanchen's resentful look, Luo Lingshuang smiled smugly and snorted:

"Hmph, it's all because of you anyway."

Seeing Luo Lingshuang smile, Zhang Xuanchen also smiled:

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault."

Ling Shuang, you look beautiful when you smile, you should smile more.

Because I've found that people who smile a lot tend to have good luck.

Upon hearing this, Luo Lingshuang replied seriously:

"Could it be that people with bad luck can't laugh, which is why you made this discovery?"

"Forehead……"

"Haha, alright, come with me, it's not far from the registration office."

After saying that, it turned around and flew towards its destination.

Five minutes later, the two arrived in front of a magnificent building.

At this moment, the place was packed with people, including cultivators from various forces and independent cultivators from all sides, among whom were many at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

They were almost all there to kill evil cultivators in exchange for Foundation Establishment Pills and Golden Cores.

However, only one in ten thousand will ultimately succeed.

However, for them, having a glimmer of hope is much better than having no hope at all.

Given Luo Lingshuang's status, she naturally didn't need to queue and led Zhang Xuanchen straight to the boarding room.

Just as the two were walking forward, a gruff voice called out to them: "Hey! Kid! The one next to you is a disciple of the Nine Hua Sword Sect, so of course he can go in!"

But you can't! Everyone's queuing up here, what right do you have to go in!

Everything has its order of arrival!

Don't you all agree?

"right!"

"This gentleman is right!"

……

"Shut up, all of you! The people Uncle Luo brings are no match for you! All of you, line up obediently!"

Otherwise, get the hell out of here!

Just as the scene was noisy, a golden core pressure suddenly descended, and then a middle-aged cultivator wearing a black and gold robe appeared above everyone.

His sharp eyes swept across the surroundings, and the cultivators he looked at all lowered their heads.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

This is Han Ming, the Golden Core Deacon in charge of the registration office. If you displease him, you'll really be fired.

They also wanted to kill the evil cultivators to exchange for the rare and precious materials they needed.

This is something we have to swallow.

Seeing that the hall had quieted down, Han Ming nodded in satisfaction and then quickly went to Luo Lingshuang.

He bowed respectfully.

"Han Ming pays his respects to Uncle Luo."

This scene terrified everyone in the store.

No one expected that this woman was actually the senior uncle of a Golden Core cultivator!

I was just disrespectful to the people she brought; I hope I won't be punished for it.

Luo Lingshuang was unaware of what these people were thinking. Looking at Han Ming in front of her, she said calmly:

"No need for formalities, Junior Nephew Han. Please register this person. He doesn't want to join any team and wants to act alone."

He will complete his tasks on time every month, and I will act as his guarantor.

Upon hearing Luo Lingshuang's words, Han Ming glanced at Zhang Xuanchen in surprise.

This person could get Uncle Luo to act as his guarantor, either he paid a huge price or he had a very close relationship with Uncle Luo.

We must not be negligent.

After a moment's thought, Han Ming made up his mind.

He smiled and said, "With Uncle Luo as the guarantor, there's naturally no problem. Please follow me."

After saying that, he personally led the two to the top floor of the registration room.

Upon arriving at the registration room, Han Ming took out a magical artifact.

It's a piece of paper.

That's right, it's just a thin, brownish-yellow piece of paper.

Han Mingwang asked Zhang Xuanchen:

"Sir, what is your name?"

"Li Feiyu".

"Cultivation level?"

"Early stage of foundation building."

……

Every time Zhang Xuanchen uttered a piece of information, corresponding words would appear on that paper artifact; it was practically a divine artifact.

If we could get our hands on this magical artifact or its crafting method, recording clan affairs would be much easier.

As Zhang Xuanchen was thinking, the guarantor's name, Luo Lingshuang, was filled in at the end of the information on the paper artifact.

After doing all this, Han Ming looked at Zhang Xuanchen and reminded him:

"Li Feiyu, while choosing to act alone offers freedom, you must remember to complete at least three tasks of your own level each month."

Of course, if you are unable to return this month, you can also report it along with next month's tasks.

If the task is not completed on time, the sect will punish your guarantor accordingly. Even though Uncle Luo holds a high position in the sect, he will still be punished. I hope you understand this.

He is a supporter of Zhou Tianjian, and judging from Zhou Tianjian's behavior recently, he wants to get along better with Luo Lingshuang.

Therefore, he naturally didn't want Luo Lingshuang to be punished because of Zhang Xuanchen.

Upon hearing Han Ming's reminder, Zhang Xuanchen subconsciously looked at Luo Lingshuang.

If Han Ming hadn't told him, he really wouldn't have known.

This is because I don't want to put pressure on him.

However, with his current strength, killing three early-stage Foundation Establishment evil cultivators every month would be too easy for him.

Taking a deep breath, he said firmly:

"Don't worry, senior, I will definitely complete the task on time."

Seeing Zhang Xuanchen's determined expression, Han Ming chuckled, "Hmm, being able to get Uncle Luo to act as a guarantor proves you're something special."

I truly believe you can do it.

Here, this is your identity token. Only with this can you exchange the corpses of evil cultivators for rare and precious materials.

Don't lose it, or you won't be able to get a replacement.

They might even be mistaken for cult spies and interrogated.

"Yes, senior, I've got it."

"Registration complete, let's go, Junior Nephew Han, farewell."

After saying that, he walked towards the door.