Lin Mu expected hours of paperwork.
Instead, everything had already been prepared. Several administrative officials merely confirmed his identity before producing neatly organized stacks of jade slips.
One disciple politely explained each step. "Please provide one drop of blood."
This time they wisely skipped ordinary needles altogether.
Remembering earlier embarrassment, they directly produced a specialized immortal formation designed specifically for body cultivators. Little Bull placed one finger upon it and a faint pulse emerged.
One drop of blood floated upward and there were no bent needles, or damaged weapons this time.
Everyone present, visibly relaxed. "Excellent."
The registration proceeded smoothly as one jade slip after another recorded his information. Everything linked together through a surprisingly sophisticated formation network. Finally, one elder produced a rectangular disciple token crafted from dark jade.
