Celestial Sword Sect
Wang Ming eyed the words etched onto the wooden token, his brow furrowing. He turned to the old man, who was observing him closely.
"Is this a sect token?" Wang Ming inquired, squinting at the elder. He had read some information about this world in the past few days while he was in the sect but had never heard or read the name of this sect and wondered what kind of mysterious sect it was.
"Yes, indeed it is," the old man affirmed.
"Then how come I have never heard of this sect in any records?" Wang Ming asked curiously. He was not that doubtful, as he knew some mysterious organizations could maintain their secrecy until they willingly revealed themselves.
"Of course, you haven't heard of it. It's a sect from the upper heavens, not the lower worlds," the old man responded calmly. Unfazed by Wang Ming's inquiry, he smiled with a hint of amusement.
