After the Flying Bird Sect, White Crane Sect, and several other sects sent gifts to the Falling Sea Sect, many other sects followed suit and sent generous gifts in the days that followed.
These sects are all opportunists; they curry favor with whichever sect is powerful, not for any reward, but in the hope that their rivals will show mercy and not harm them.
Because often, the rise of a sect inevitably involves the suppression of weaker sects.
Both the Divine Sea Sect and the Falling Sea Sect are sects in the southern region of the Divine Radiance Continent.
Hundreds of years ago, when the Falling Sea Sect was at its peak, it had already suppressed all the sects in the Southern Region. In the entire Southern Region, the Falling Sea Sect was the only first-rate sect, while the Divine Sea Sect was only a second-rate sect.
The rest were suppressed to third-rate or lower sects.
After the decline of the Falling Sea Sect, the Divine Sea Sect took over its position in the Southern Region. It also inherited the Falling Sea Sect's principle of suppressing other sects, and was even more stringent. In the entire Southern Region, there was only the Divine Sea Sect as a first-class sect, and there were no second- or third-class sects, only fourth- or fifth-class sects.
If in the era of the Falling Sea Sect, those small sects still had some food to eat, then in the era of the Divine Sea Sect, they could only watch. Occasionally, they would get a little food, enough to keep them from starving, but they were no different from beggars.
For a sect to grow and prosper, the most important thing is to have disciples.
In the Southern Region as a whole, the number of people who meet the cultivation requirements is generally stable, and the more disciples a sect receives, the easier it is for it to develop.
Logically speaking, top-tier sects should recruit disciples from the Body Tempering stage. Recruiting disciples below the Body Tempering stage would negatively impact the sect's image and lower its average strength.
Can,
The Divine Sea Sect, this insane sect, has had outrageously low requirements for accepting disciples over the years; they would accept anyone who had reached the late stage of Qi Refining!
Take them all!
A top-tier sect with such low entry requirements—isn't that blocking the path for other sects?
As a result, other sects could only pitifully accept a few disciples at the early stage of Qi Gathering, and they even had to compete with several other sects of similar level.
Are you trying to kill us?
I have no way to express my suffering.
Now that Su Yuewan has emerged from seclusion, the Falling Sea Sect has regained its former glory and will surely become another major sect in the future, a force to be reckoned with, comparable to the Divine Sea Sect.
However, there are not many disciples left in the Southern Region who have not yet joined a sect. The remaining ones are mostly people with extremely poor cultivation talent. Even if they are recruited, they would only be filling in the ranks.
The only way to recruit disciples is to poach them from other sects.
This is also one of the reasons why those small sects send gifts—please don't try to poach our disciples!
At the foot of the mountain lies Bailu Town.
"Brother Bai, are we going to take on disciples here?" Fan Ziming looked at the table set up under Bai Haoshu and the white cloth spread out on it, with the three characters "Luohai Sect" written in ink in a vigorous and powerful style.
"Of course, where else would you like to go?" Bai Hao said as he arranged everything.
“However, as far as I know, there are only two thousand residents in Bailu Town, and only one hundred of them are under the age of eighteen. Of these one hundred people, only half can embark on the path of cultivation, and almost none of them can reach the Foundation Establishment stage.” Fan Ziming looked troubled.
He had already thoroughly investigated the situation in Baihe Town. Although there were many people, almost none of them met the conditions set by Su Yuewan.
Under 18 years old, or in the Foundation Establishment stage or above.
They themselves haven't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet, so how are they supposed to find someone who has?
"You don't understand, do you? The sect leader entrusted this task to the two of us, so we have to take action. Otherwise, we'll be in deep trouble if the leaders blame us," Bai Hao said to Fan Ziming with a serious expression.
"Whether we come or not is our problem; whether we can recruit them is the sect leader's problem. It's her own fault for setting such high standards."
"Is that so?" Fan Ziming seemed to understand but not quite.
"You'll understand these things later. I'm going to take a nap now. You watch the stall, and chase anyone who comes by so they don't disturb me." Bai Hao sat under the tree and picked a few leaves to cover his eyes.
"Drive...drive them away? But aren't we supposed to be taking on disciples?" Fan Ziming's chubby eyes were filled with confusion.
"Didn't you already say that everyone in Baihe Town who meets our criteria is just here to watch the show? What's the point of keeping them around if we don't drive them away?"
Fan Ziming scratched his head.
He felt that this made sense, but something also felt off.
He still didn't understand why, if there was nothing that met the requirements here, they should stay here.
I really don't understand.
...
Behind a large tree not far away, two men dressed in Divine Sea Sect robes looked at Bai Hao and his companion below. The taller of the two men spoke.
"Big brother, what do you think they're doing?"
"Can't you see? They're taking on disciples." The short guy next to him rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.
"But weren't all the disciples in White Crane Town already taken in by our Divine Sea Sect? Why are they still recruiting disciples here?" the tall man asked, puzzled.
"How should I know!"
"Then what are we still doing here watching them? We might as well go back and eat..." the tall man muttered under his breath.
He felt that being exposed to the sun here was worse than going back to eat.
"Why are you asking so many questions! The sect leader told you to keep an eye on things, so keep an eye on things! Stop talking!" The short man couldn't stand the tall man's questions any longer and scolded him in a low voice.
“Oh, but I…”
"Shut up!"
...
Just as Bai Hao had said, their stall was set up here, attracting quite a few people.
The reputation of the Falling Sea Sect has recently resurged. They had heard about it before, and now that they saw the Falling Sea Sect recruiting disciples here, they all curiously came over to inquire.
"Hey, little fatty, my grandson is eight years old this year, would you like to take him in?" an older woman asked as she approached.
"What can your eight-year-old grandson do? Play in the mud in front of the door? Our grandson is different. He's been hunting in the mountains with his father since he was little. He's twelve years old this year and as strong as a water buffalo," another woman immediately chimed in.
"Water buffaloes are used for plowing, not for cultivation!"
"That's still better than just playing in the mud!"
Before Fan Ziming could refuse, they started arguing among themselves.
"Um, ladies, our sect only accepts Foundation Establishment cultivators. Your grandsons aren't enough," Fan Ziming said somewhat embarrassedly from the side.
"What Foundation Establishment? What stage? What's the use of that stuff? Can you eat it?"
"That's right, my grandson is still the best."
"My grandson is amazing!"
The two started arguing again.
Fan Ziming was at his wits' end. He finally managed to get rid of them, but then another group came.
In short, it was a chaotic day. All sorts of people came and asked all sorts of irrelevant questions, which drove Fan Ziming to the brink of collapse.
"Brother Bai, why don't we go back?"
Suddenly, Bai Hao opened his eyes and sat up.
“Here I come!”
...
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