“Indeed, this is fate.” One disciple happily said.

They didn’t mind at all. The guy sounded like he wanted to join their sect, hence all the mentioning of “bonds” and “friendship”.

After all, the sect didn’t have strict requirements for new recruits. Just this treasure alone was enough to let Zining become an elder’s disciple.

“Sigh…” Zining continued touching the box, seeming reluctant.

“Your heirloom isn’t of much use in your possession.” A disciple stared at the box, eager to finish the transaction.

“You’re right, let’s do...