Eternal Thief

Chapter 1193: Chief Disciple Privileges!



The interior of the Chief Ignite Hall was a blend of warmth and efficiency. The registration chamber was a vast, open space with high ceilings adorned with intricate fire-themed carvings. The walls were lined with large murals displaying information about the sect, its history, and the various forger paths.

Ace looked at those murals with great interest while he made his way toward a long, curved desk in the center of the room. It was made of a heat-resistant metal and inlaid with fire- opal.

Behind the desk, a wizened man with gray hair was sitting with closed eyes. When he sensed Ace's approaching, he instantly opened his eyes. A hint of surprise flashed past in his sharp eyes when he saw he wasn't wearing disciple robes. But he didn't jump to conclusions like the middle-aged man at the entrance.

"Greeting, lord elder!" Ace quickly greeted the wizened man as he could tell this wizened man was an expert despite his lukewarm appearance.

"Elder? Heh, you must be new here. I'm just an old janitor. I'm not worthy of Chief Disciples' respect. Just call me Old Lue," he nonchalantly replied.

Ace almost rolled his eyes; this Old Lue was not fooling anyone. After all, who would let an 'old janitor' watch over such an important place? Now he really wondered if this sect was filled with eccentrics.

Ignoring Old Lue's words, Ace placed the golden badge on the desk and politely said, "I was told I have to register here before I can officially become a Chief Forger Disciple."

Old Lue looked at the golden badge and glanced at George as he curiously asked, "Were you directly appointed as a Chief Disciple? Which Forger Master is your master?"

Although he knew such information would be in the badge, he didn't check like the middle- aged man; instead, he was more interested in hearing it from George.

After all, he knew that to become a Chief Disciple through the sect trials, a Forger Disciple had to be at least a 3-Star Spirit Forger, and a Flame Disciple had to be a 1-Star Ascension Grand General (Spirit Soul/Body Formation) Realm cultivator.

But Ace's aura was that of a 1-Star Ascension Soldier, which means he didn't qualify to be even an inner disciple. So, the only way he could acquire a Chief Disciple rank was if he had the backing of Forger Master or Flame Master or the four clans and talent far surpassing that of other disciples.

Furthermore, since he wasn't wearing the disciple uniform, Old Lue was even more sure that this was the case. But if he had seen the information on the badge, he would've never thought like that.

Ace thought for a moment before he replied, "I'm not a Forger Master disciple, and to tell Elder the truth, even I don't know why I'm given the privilege of being a Chief Disciple."

Old Lue was startled when he heard this unexpected reply as he retorted angrily, "You, mischievous brat, do you think I'm senile? Who would believe something so absurd?"

Ace was speechless. He was telling the truth, and he knew how ridiculous it sounded, but he was really telling the truth. Even he didn't know how he had reached this point.

"Hmph, children these days really don't know how to respect their elders." Old Lue didn't wait for Ace's explanation, as his impression of him had already hit rock bottom, and Ace could only smile wryly.

Old Lue sneered as he tapped on the table. An old tatter register appeared in front of him, and the next moment, the old register flipped open on its own, revealing gray sheets.

At this moment, the golden badge suddenly floats towards the gray sheet and gently drops on it. The next moment, under Ace's curious gaze, runes began to spread on the gray sheet as the badge shimmered brightly.

"Drip a drop of your blood into your disciple token, and it'll then connect with your soul and your spiritual mark will be registered in the Sect Registry. But be warned that if you betray the sect, we'll know; if you die, we'll know and avenge you.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Furthermore, your Chief Disciple Badge is special, for it is an Ascension Grade-4 protective treasure. Once you connect with it, if you fall into a dangerous situation, you can activate a spiritual barrier that can protect you from an Ascension Master expert for ten minutes and even block a blow from an Ascension Grandmaster. Not only that, but you'll also be teleported ten thousand miles away in random directions.

"So, I advise you to run for your life if you ever encounter such a situation and hold on until the sect sends someone to rescue you. Since you are a Chief Disciple, the sect will instantly respond. But in such a situation, you must never lose your sect badge, or we won't be able to find you.

"This is the privilege of a Chief Disciple, so cherish it and never betray the sect!" Old Lue solemnly declared.

Ace was astounded when he heard about this badge's function. He never expected it to be such a treasure. But upon thinking about it, all of this made sense. Since Chief Disciples were the most talented disciples of a sect, a sect would do everything to protect them, especially a disciple of a second-grade sect.

Furthermore, this also means that killing a core disciple of any sect was extremely troublesome.

But this sect registry was the one that most intrigued Ace. After all, this tatter register didn't seem extraordinary, but after hearing about its function, Ace knew it was anything but

simple.

'It's seemed like a special contract...' Ace thought, but he wasn't too worried and cut his finger before dripping a drop of blood on the badge.

However, both Old Lue and Ace were shocked when they saw Ace's blood was actually inky black!

'Shit!' Ace had yet to bleed after changing his bloodline to Nirvana Thief's bloodline, so he was unaware that his blood color had been changed.

After all, this was the only explanation he could think of, and now Old Lue had seen it as well.

But Old Lue didn't say anything. Yet, the way he looked towards Ace had changed dramatically, and no one knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, Ace heard the system's voice, and he quickly agreed to form a fake soul for 1 million TP since he had already expected this registry to be a loyalty Law Contract.

But he was now worried about his bloodline being found, and he didn't know how these people saw someone with a bloodline. After all, he had yet to encounter other races, or anyone with a special bloodline, and Old Lue's gaze made him even more agitated.

But alas, he knew he couldn't do anything about it now. If he had known about it, he would've been more careful and discreet. But he had no idea how to hide the color of his blood since it was inherited, and despite changing his outer appearance, he couldn't change his inner body

structure.

Old Lue picked up the badge from the registry, and it closed the next moment before

vanishing.

He impassively gave the badge back with a storage ring and said, "All the information about the sect, a map, and your discipleship has been stored in this badge, and you can see if as long as you imbue it with your spirit Qi. This storage ring contains your chief disciple robes, cultivation lodging key, and 10,000 Tier-4 Spirit Coins.

"You can exchange spirit coins for spirit stones or spirit crystals from Sect Treasury Hall or any cultivation material, pills, or potions you want. You will also be entitled to 1,000 tier-4 spirit coins as your monthly allowance.

"Last but not least, you are given 1,000 Sect Merit Points; they are in your badge. They can be used to exchange for spells and techniques in the library and extremely rare materials and

treasures.

"But you won't be given any extra, and you have to earn them by completing sect missions you can find in Forger Halls or exchanging unknown treasures or knowledge the sect is interested in with the Sect Treasury Hall at a fair price.

"Now, if there isn't anything else you want to know, you can leave," Old Lue said.

Ace looked at Old Lue and could only secretly sigh. He knew this old man was in a hurry to chase him out for some reason, and he had a foreboding feeling about it.

But he was helpless because of his cultivation, and he felt frustrated. All he could do now was prepare for worse as he thanked Old Lue and left the registration chamber.

Once Ace was gone, Old Lue's expression instantly turned dignified, and he stood up. But before he could take any further action, a handsome man in white robes appeared in front of him and gave the old man the shock of his life.

The Sect Master had this warm smile as he looked towards Old Lue and gently said, "Where

are you going, old friend? Don't tell me you're going to that old witch to report about his strange blood. Tsk, tsk, you're still as loyal as ever to her; it makes me jealous. It's been so long since I saw you. How about we catch up?"