Li Xian glanced over the names of the rest of us, then wrote down the words "Hua Wucuo".
With a slight nod, Meng Han gently stroked his beard, beckoning a servant to check the roster of "registered disciples". After confirming everything was correct, he led the group deeper into the building.
Upon entering a room, the inside worshipped a deity statue, incense lingering continuously, smoke clear. In front of the statue, dozens of incense sticks burned atop candleholders.
Meng Han said: "To be promoted from a registered disciple to an order-holding disciple, one must possess the basic Martial Arts of our sect, have a history of two years, master the basic Martial Arts, then hand over a hundred merit coins, purchase incense, and pay homage to our patriarch to receive the token."
"In the future, you'll cook Essence Food, eat meat and drink soup, extend life and achieve longevity, not a problem."
