One of the Celestial Lagoon Sect disciples noticed Pang Jian was not wearing the typical blue robe of the Sword Pavilion and, after a moment of hesitation, asked, “Little Brother, could I take a look at your token?”0

The woman from the Celestial Lagoon Sect was taken aback. “Senior Brother Xiao, would anyone dare to impersonate a Sword Pavilion disciple in the Third World?”0

“It's happened before.” The young man named Xiao Hang was unflustered as he stared into Pang Jian's eyes as though trying to detect any hint of deception.0

"Sure." Pang Jian casually tossed the token over, knowing they would find nothing wrong with it.0

Xiao Hang caught the token, held it in his palm, and infused it with spiritual power. The sharp aura of the Sword Pavilion could be sensed within the token.0

Xiao Hang stepped forward with a smile and returned the token to Pang Jian. 0

“I’ve been active in the lower worlds and know that some audacious rogue cultivators forge tokens of upper-world sects to swindle others," he explained gently. "My name is Xiao Hang. I'm an outer...0