150: Chapter 151: Targeting you, right?

After hearing this, Lu Ming felt that although the benefits were not exceptionally good, they were already quite decent.

After all, effort is directly proportional to reward.

The Immortal City doesn't require him to do much; he just needs to collect his basic salary.

As for the mentioned Immortal City crisis?

That concept is too broad.

Foreign invasion or a beast tide, these are once-in-a-century occurrences; how could he be so unlucky as to encounter one!

Moreover, he had already experienced one beast tide, so from a probabilistic standpoint, another wouldn't happen again in a short time.

"I, Fellow Daoist Han, am willing to join Heavenly Star Immortal City and become a Guest Elder."

After understanding, Lu Ming decisively agreed.

"Good!"

Sikong Ming and Yuan Hong both smiled.

At this moment, Sikong Ming took out a yellow beast-hide scroll from his Storage Pouch.

Lu Ming's eyelids twitched when he saw the familiar scroll.

Hou Tu Contract!

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't misunderstand; this is just the necessary procedure for becoming a Guest Elder. Please take a look first."

Sikong Ming unrolled the beast-hide scroll and pushed it towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming understood with a sweep of his Divine Sense.

Besides what Sikong Ming mentioned, the content listed some necessary conditions.

Firstly, a Guest Elder cannot belong to other forces, nor have they ever joined other forces.

Lu Ming could understand this.

After all, no one wants their Guest Elder to be a spy for another force.

This condition was very reasonable.

However!

"Guest Elders must not Cultivate Demonic Technique."

"Guest Elders must not wantonly harm others."

"Guest Elders must not do anything that harms the interests of the Immortal City."

'F**k!'

Lu Ming wanted to curse.

Are they targeting him?!

However, Lu Ming also knew that Sikong Ming wasn't targeting him.

If he had nothing to hide, these conditions would just be for show.

Moreover, if Sikong Ming knew he was a Demonic Cultivator, with his personality, he would have already acted, no need for these tricks.

Nevertheless, Lu Ming cautiously glanced at the golden book.

Fortunately, no one was on the list.

That proved there was no trickery.

"If there are no issues, Fellow Daoist, please leave your magical power imprint here."

Sikong Ming spoke.

Lu Ming didn't hesitate.

He immediately left a wisp of his magical power on it.

His name was still 'Han Feiyu'.

Subsequently, Lu Ming felt an ethereal fluctuation, using him as a medium, transmit to his main body.

Lu Ming knew this was the power of the contract verifying its authenticity.

This Hou Tu Contract was equivalent to an employment contract.

This contractual power was equivalent to a background check.

If it passed, the contract would become effective, and he would successfully start his new role.

But this was just the beginning; there would be ongoing reviews during subsequent work.

Should he breach the contract during this period, his Heart Demon would initiate labor arbitration.

However, Lu Ming wasn't worried in the slightest.

A mere contractual power? Easily handled!

The golden book unfolded.

He selected [Ji Wuli].

The next instant, the ethereal power of the contract vanished without a trace.

'Hehehe...'

The power of the contract held no binding force for him.

Moreover, with official certification now, who would dare call him a Demonic Cultivator in the future!

He just didn't know what would happen to Ji Wuli if he bore the Karma.

If I cause trouble, will the contractual power backfire on him? Or will he be unable to cause trouble?

Alas, he didn't know and was too lazy to think about it.

It wouldn't affect him anyway.

Seeing no abnormalities in the contract, Sikong Ming's last lingering doubt also dissipated.

He had heard some unfavorable rumors about this person outside.

However, Yuan Hong had repeatedly vouched for Han Feiyu, so he hadn't taken it seriously.

But becoming a Guest Elder was a significant matter, and even if he trusted Yuan Hong, it was still prudent to confirm to be safe.

Looking at it this way, the person was indeed a Cultivator of the Righteous Path with a clean background, and rumors were indeed unreliable.

Moreover, the magical power imprint he left had no trace of Devilish Qi fluctuations; everything was just overthinking.

"Elder Han, from now on, you are a Guest Elder of our Immortal City!"

Sikong Ming showed a sincere smile.

Having passed the Hou Tu Contract assessment, Han Feiyu was now one of their own, and the address naturally changed.

Immediately, he took out a black iron token and handed it over.

"This is the Immortal City Guest Elder Token. Elder Han can use this token to go to the inner city and choose an Immortal Cave.

At the same time, this is also a defensive Spiritual Artifact. Elder Han can use it after refining it."

What a generous gesture.

Lu Ming had thought it was just a symbolic item.

He didn't expect it to be a Spiritual Artifact.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it; whether it was the 'shang yu cloud crane furnace', the 'Five Elements Luoyan Shield', or Zheng Tianming's 'Heavenly Scale Armor', they were all superior defensive items.

He truly didn't care for it.

But having it was better than not.

As long as his armor stacks were high, no one could kill him!

Moreover, those were his main body's private possessions.

As a Clone, he still needed to be self-aware; getting a defensive item was already good enough.

Sikong Ming, being busy with myriad affairs, didn't chat further with Lu Ming. After giving some instructions, he left with Yuan Hong.

Lu Ming rose to see them off, only retracting his gaze after the two had departed.

Examining the black iron token in his hand, Lu Ming chuckled.

"I guess I've finally left the ranks of Loose Cultivators and gotten myself a position."

Returning to Ink Talisman Pavilion, he saw Zhou Yang and the others looking at him with burning eyes.

Lu Ming grumbled, "What are you looking at? Don't you have work to do!"

"Hehe, congratulations, Shopkeeper, on becoming an Immortal City Guest Elder!"

Zhou Yang chuckled foolishly.

Zhou Kang and the others also offered their congratulations to Lu Ming.

This matter had almost become a source of anxiety for them.

In private, they had heard many rumors slandering the shopkeeper.

But they had been unable to speak out, and since the Immortal City had remained silent, they could only suffer in silence.

Now, the clouds had parted, and clarity had emerged.

With the shopkeeper becoming an Immortal City Guest Elder, who would dare to gossip anymore?

Moreover, this identity not only signified an increase in power but also a symbol of status.

Even when facing other Golden Core forces, he would not be inferior.

Lu Ming was also happy; this way, his alias's identity was completely solidified, and in the future, if traces of Demonic Cultivators appeared in the Immortal City area, no one would suspect him anymore.

Furthermore, his main body would now have a peaceful environment to Cultivate!

His main body was currently in a bad state, having absorbed so much blood Qi essence, compressed and refined within his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He had no choice but to store a portion in the Corpse Puppet's body.

He had long wanted to go into seclusion to refine it, but due to the lack of a suitable environment, he had dragged it out until now.

However, now he no longer had such worries.

"Shopkeeper, do you need to hold a Foundation Establishment Banquet?"

Zhou Yang proposed his idea.

Lu Ming thought for a moment and didn't refuse.

"Yes, but no need to make it too grand. A small celebration would be nice."

His Clone making connections with other Fellow Daoists was already part of his plan.

However, Lu Ming still planned to first secure his Immortal Cave.

Then, his main body could peacefully go into seclusion, while his Clone would be busy with his career outside.

Thinking this, Lu Ming dismissed the others and went alone to the quiet room upstairs.

At this time, Lu Ming's main body sat cross-legged in the quiet room, like an unmoving boulder, without any aura.