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"That’s all I have for now— does any of the Sect Masters here have any questions for me before I hand out the tokens?" Senior Nie swept the crowd with a calm gaze.

The place remained silent. Although all of the Sect Masters had questions inside their heads, it was not related to the Mystic Realm that they’ve seen many times before, and it might offend Senior Nie if they brought it up in their current situation.

"Then I shall begin handing out the tokens now."

After taking a deep breath, Senior Nie spoke, "Ranked first, Heaven and Earth Palace, 7 tokens."

"Heaven and Earth Palace is present, Senior Nie!"

The Sect Master of the Heaven and Earth Palace responded loudly.

Senior Nie then tossed seven square-shaped tokens made of a blue material that resembled jade at the Sect Master of the Heaven and Earth Palace.

After accepting the tokens, the Sect Master bowed in a respectful manner, "Received! Thank you, Senior Nie!"

Senior Nie nodded his head before continuing, "Ranked second, Grand Sword Mountain, 6 tokens."

"Grand Sword Mountain is present, Senior Nie!"

The Sect Master of the place responded, and Senior Nie handed them 6 tokens.

"Ranked third, Flaming Fists Sect, 5 tokens."

"Flaming Fist Sect is present, Senior Nie!"

"Ranked fourth, Azure Phoenix Sect, 4 tokens."

"Ranked fifth, Purple Lotus Fairy Garden, 3 tokens."

"Ranked sixth, Frozen Blade Academy, 3 tokens."

"Ranked seventh, Dragon Essence Temple, 3 tokens."

"Ranked eighth, Three Poisons Manor, 2 tokens."

"Ranked ninth, Heavenly Totem Sect, 2 tokens."

"Ranked tenth, Diamond Palms Sect, 2 tokens."

After naming the top ten sects, Senior Nie said, "The rest of you will be getting one token each."

He then tossed over a hundred tokens down, each flying to one of the Sect Masters there.

In total, there were 150 tokens handed out by Senior Nie, meaning there will only be 150 participants entering the Mystic Realm.

"The Mystic Realm will open at sunrise tomorrow, and I won’t be back until then." After saying those words, Senior Nie flew away and quickly disappeared from the scene, almost like he was in a hurry to go somewhere.

Once Senior Nie’s presence was completely gone, everybody there sighed in relief, feeling as though a large amount of pressure had just been lifted from their bodies.

When they were certain that Senior Nie would not suddenly return, the massive formation began breaking apart and the sects returned to their own lodging.

"Let’s also return." Long Yijun said to them.

Yuan and the others nodded and followed Long Yijun back to the building.

However, before they could reach the building, someone suddenly called out loud, "Player Yuan!"

Yuan’s body subconsciously stopped walking and turned around after hearing his name being called out by an unfamiliar-sounding voice.

When he turned around, there was a handsome young man with short black hair and a cold face standing behind him, looking to be in his mid-twenties.

"Remember my name— Lightning Emperor! I don’t care who you are but I will surpass you soon! Just you wait!" This player who is renowned around the world as one of the current top players said with a serious look on his face.

However, before Yuan could even respond, Lightning Emperor turned around and walked away.

’Lightning Emperor? Why does his name sound so familiar?’ Yuan wondered.

Then he remembered.

’Oh, right! Yu Rou mentioned him once before— that top player who had the highest cultivation base.’

Yuan narrowed his eyes at Lightning Emperor and looked at his cultivation base.

’Sixth level Spirit Warrior, huh.’

"Did you know that disciple from the Grand Sword Mountain?" Long Yijun asked him.

"Not really." Yuan shook his head, and they began walking again shortly after.

However, another player called out to Yuan after a few steps.

"Player Yuan! If you dare, show me the face behind that mask!"

This player outright asked Yuan to reveal his identity in a shameless voice.

Yuan looked at this goofy-looking young man for a moment before he continued walking, completely ignoring the player.

"Hey! Where do you think you’re going—"

The player tried to approach Yuan, but alas, Elder Xuan stepped between them and said, "If you wish to speak with our disciples, you should bring your Sect Master with you."

The player swallowed nervously upon feeling Elder Xuan’s invisible pressure, and he decided to turn around and run away.

"I’ll do whatever it takes to see your face, Player Yuan! See ya in the Mystic Realm! Hahaha!" The player laughed out loud as he disappeared into the distance.

"You sure have a lot of friends, Disciple Yuan." Elder Xuan said to him afterward.

"If only that was the case..." Yuan sighed.

A few more players tried to approach Yuan after the last person, but before they could get close, Elder Xuan would always stand in their path and block them, and not wanting to be outdone by Elder Xuan, Elder Shan also did the same, even fighting him to block the other players.

"Player Yuan! Please shake my hands!"

Another voice resounded, this time from a female player.

"Please stay away. Our disciples do not wish to speak with any guests right now." Elder Shan immediately blocked this female player.

However, Yuan stopped walking and turned around, thinking to himself, ’This voice... It sounds so familiar...’

When Yuan turned around and finally saw the face of this female player, his eyes widened, and he nearly blurted out her name in surprise.

’Wang Xiuying! What’s she doing here?’

Indeed, this person was Wang Xiuying, Doctor Wang’s granddaughter!