Si Tianchi curled his lips in satisfaction, "You were able to attract three Five Elements Tribulations when you were building your foundation. This is enough to prove your talent in the Path of Blood.

But your cultivation and strength are still too immature compared to some veterans who have been practicing in the Foundation Establishment Realm for many years.

Only a genius who can grow up is a true genius, do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!"

"Alright, as long as you understand, this is a small gift from Master. Go down."

Si Tianchi waved his hand, and a storage bag flew in front of Meng Wan.

"Thank you for the reward, Master!"

Meng Wan bowed politely before leaving the hall.

Before she had time to check the contents of the storage bag, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar walked quickly towards her and said with a smile on his face.

"Is this Senior Sister Meng? My name is Sun Yang. Senior Si has already told me that from today on, I will obey your orders."

Meng Wan glanced at Sun Yang, then suddenly raised her hand and patted Sun Yang's shoulder.

This palm strike did not summon any spiritual energy or blood energy. If the relationship between the two was better, it could even be seen as a joke between good friends.

However, the moment Meng Wan raised her hand, Sun Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his back was immediately filled with a dense chill.

How did she suspect him before he even started?

Or did she simply want to intimidate herself?

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Sun Yang leaned back at the fastest speed he had ever run in his life.

But at this moment, Meng Wan's other hand moved.

"Bang!"

Meng Wan's left hand came across and hit Sun Yang's right waist directly. The huge force made Sun Yang fly out like a rag doll.

The moment he was knocked away, Sun Yang's fear reached its peak.

At this moment, fear filled his mind, preventing him from reacting further. He could only beg for mercy loudly based on his instinct for survival.

"Senior Sister, please spare my life!"

Meng Wan raised her hand and clenched her five fingers.

“Bang!”

With a slight sound, something seemed to be crushed.

Sun Yang's body fell to the ground. He frowned and looked painful, but he got up and knelt down regardless. He kowtowed frantically in the direction of Meng Wan, and his expression became more and more frightened.

Meng Wan walked slowly and stood in front of the other person.

"Did Master assign you to work under me?"

Sun Yang nodded hurriedly, hoping that Meng Wan would show leniency for the sake of Senior Si.

Meng Wan's gaze fell on Sun Yang's broken larynx, with a look of regret in her eyes.

"What can a mute do? Just kill him."

Sun Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly had his pupils dilated. Before he could even think of resisting, he lost all consciousness.

After refining Sun Yang, Meng Wan took the storage ring from his finger, looked around, and casually glanced at the other people outside the hall.

"Sun Yang is dead, but I'm still short of a subordinate. Is there anyone among you who is willing to share my worries?"

"I!"

"I am willing to serve you, Senior Sister!"

"Choose me! I've been building my foundation for five or six years, and I know as much as Sun Yang!"

Everyone present, whether sincere or not, rushed to express their opinions.

Are you kidding? They saw clearly how Sun Lu died. What if this senior sister sent out an invitation and no one responded, and she killed them all in anger?

Meng Wan's gaze fell on the last person, a young man with fair skin and handsome looks.

Noticing Meng Wan's gaze on him, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

"May I have your name?"

The young man took a deep breath and suppressed the nervousness in his heart, "Sister, my name is Jiang Fan."

"Jiang Fan, right? It's you."

Meng Wan let the Heart-Eating Bug listen for a while, and when she heard no malice in the young man's voice, she raised her chin slightly and pointed at the corpse on the ground.

"Here's your reward, let's get started."

Jiang Fan thanked Meng Wan, put the corpse on the ground into the storage bag, and hurried to Meng Wan's side, standing a little behind her.

"What do you want to know, Senior Sister?"

Meng Wan raised her foot and walked towards the outside of the hall. "Let's talk about the sect rules first."

Jiang Fan did not dare to be careless, and quickly and carefully explained the rules of the sect from beginning to end. At the end, he took out a booklet and handed it to Meng Wan.

"Sister, everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can check it for yourself."

Meng Wan glanced at the booklet, didn't pick it up, and walked forward on her own.

Jiang Fan looked a little embarrassed, but seeing that his senior sister trusted him so much, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Jiang Fan put the booklet away and was not sure what to say when he heard his senior sister suddenly ask.

"Where is this place?"

Jiang Fan quickly put his thoughts aside, "This mountain is called Blood Goose Mountain. It's Senior Ding's dojo."

Meng Wan nodded slightly. "How many disciples are there in Blood Goose Mountain, and what are their cultivation levels?"

"In Blood Swallow Mountain, there are more than 200 foundation-building cultivators, including more than 140 in the early stage of foundation building, more than 50 in the middle stage of foundation building, and more than 20 in the late stage of foundation building."

Jiang Fan answered in detail.

"It's just a Blood Swallow Mountain, but there are so many foundation-building cultivators?"

Meng Wan was a little surprised. She seemed to have underestimated the strength of the Demon Sect's largest sect.

In the Xuanyin Sect, there are places like Xueyan Mountain, a place for Jindan cultivators.

"Senior Sister, you may not know that among these two hundred cultivators, less than one-third remain in Blood Swallow Mountain.

The rest are either carrying out sect missions or out treasure hunting or exploring secrets."

Jiang Fan patiently explained, "Some people don't want to get involved in the fight, so they go to the relatively safer outskirts of the sect, or they form gangs and connect with cultivators from other mountains..."

Meng Wan pondered, "When you say you're developing outside the sect, are you referring to those Foundation Establishment cultivators who are responsible for controlling and enslaving the Qi Refining cultivators? Like Blood Lotus Seed and Dan Juezi?"

"Yes."

Although he didn't know the two cultivators that his senior sister was talking about, Jiang Fan still understood what she meant.

“Because the devil’s way doesn’t discriminate about aptitude, anyone with spiritual roots can practice, so our Xuanyin Sect actually has no shortage of low-level disciples.

In addition to the disciples forcibly abducted from various major immortal cultivation cities and markets, there were also many cultivators who abandoned Taoism to cultivate magic and voluntarily joined the sect. The Xuanyin Sect accepted all of them. "

After a moment's thought, Meng Wan understood why the number of disciples in the Xuanyin Sect far exceeded that of the other major sects.

All the major sects of immortal cultivation have strict requirements on the spiritual roots and talents of their disciples, and even the number of outer disciples is fixed.

If they encounter someone with average talent or slightly lower purity, they will be directly rejected.

The more powerful the sect, the more so.

Even the Piaomiao Palace, which is also a demonic sect, does not accept just any disciple. They only accept handsome men and beautiful women with outstanding looks.

The Xuanyin Sect is not picky. As long as one is a cultivator, regardless of talent or background, they will accept him or her.