…
"This is your Residence of Nine Supremes?"
Yun Yang and Dong Qitian had finally set foot on the grounds of the Residence of Nine Supremes, but Dong Qitian exploded once more the moment he stepped through the gate.
He was still amazed outside, but he was furious the moment he entered.
This was because with a sweep of his divine sense, he could clearly see everything in this place. Not only were there no experts here, there weren't even any outstanding disciples that he could bring to the table!
Where were the two or three of them?
They were obviously just a bunch of fellows with the cultivation base of an ant.
Hmm, this kind of trash wasn't even considered as an ant in his eyes!
Could it be that he was going to be the chief instructor of these people?
How was he going to teach them? How was he going to teach them? How was he going to be an instructor?
How was he going to coax children with his … cultivation base?
Dong Qitian's face was almost flattened.
Yun Yang said righteously, "What are you complaining about, senior? I've told you from the beginning that the Residence of Nine Supremes is just a fledgling establishment. Everything is still at the stage of laying the foundation. Isn't the current state very normal? I believe that when the Sacred Heart Palace was first established, it was also slowly developed from a small sect with nothing. As long as we never change our minds, remain steadfast, and persevere, our days will be fruitful … "
Dong Qitian chuckled. "As if I'd believe you …"
Both of them walked to the center of the drill ground. Looking at the four to five hundred disciples who were practicing, Dong Qitian felt that his future was bleak.
This … there were so many disciples, but not a single one of them had outstanding aptitude!
The most talented one was only seven innately awakened chakras!
It was a waste of life for an old man like him to teach such disciples.
Little Fatty Qian Duoduo rolled over like a meatball, full of excitement. "Boss, you're back … Who's this big guy?"
Little Fatty stood in front of Dong Qitian, his head just above the latter's navel. He raised his head with all his might, exclaiming, "So f * cking tall …"
Swoosh!
Little fatty's entire body was sent flying far, far away.
Dong Qitian, who had slightly vented his anger, retracted his hand and frowned. "There are so many weirdos in your sect … Who's that fatty just now?"
Yun Yang was speechless. "It's the majordomo of this school that I've mentioned before …"
Dong Qitian was speechless as well. "How can a piece of this …"
The little fatty flew back at the right time and said angrily, "Big guy! You … "
Dong Qitian gritted his teeth. Suddenly, a red lotus bloomed above his head, swaying gracefully.
Little Fatty fell to the ground immediately. His lips trembled and his entire body was like an old sow sifting chaff. "Saint … Saint … You're actually a Saint …"
Dong Qitian snorted and rolled his eyes. He shrugged but said nothing.
Yun Yang was exasperated.
It's one thing for an almighty being like you to reveal your cultivation to scare a little fatty who's only at the Venerable Realm, but why the hell are you so smug about it … Is there a need for you to do this?
"This majordomo of mine … Everything in the Residence of Nine Supremes is built by him. To the Residence of Nine Supremes, his contributions are indispensable." Yun Yang recounted Little Fatty's contributions one by one.
Dong Qitian looked around, his deific consciousness sweeping through all the buildings in the Residence of Nine Supremes. When he turned to look at Little Fatty again, his gaze was a little more solemn.
As an experienced veteran of the martial world, how could he not see that this little fatty had built the prototype and framework of a super sect for the Residence of Nine Supremes? At least in the short term, the foundation of the Residence of Nine Supremes did not need to be added.
What followed was to wait for the decision-makers and higher-ups to fill in the framework. In addition, there was a lot of space left to be filled, further enhancing the sect's potential. It was truly far-sighted and ingenious.
If he were to ask himself honestly, Dong Qitian felt that he might not be able to build the framework to this extent even if he was given a year's time.
This little fatty turned out to be a rare talent in planning. It was hard to come by.
"Not bad!"
Dong Qitian's compliment lightened Qian Duoduo's bones. His chubby face bloomed like a flower. "You flatter me, you flatter me. Not at all, not at all …"
Dong Qitian looked around and said with some regret, "The foundation of the Residence of Nine Supremes has been done very well … Now, it looks like you're really just lacking experts to hold the fort and the backbone …"
"To put it simply, you're probably lacking top-level experts, middle-level management, disciples who can serve as a bridge, and talented seedlings at the lower levels. That's probably all you're missing."
Dong Qitian said, "It's a pity that without these, it's obviously impossible for a sect to grow and thrive. Everything before us is but a tree without water. How can it continue?"
A faint smile appeared on Yun Yang's face as he said, "Senior Dong's concern is insightful, but it's not a problem for the Residence of Nine Supremes."
'Not a problem?'
Dong Qitian looked at Yun Yang. 'This fellow's boasting is a little too much.'
This was a big problem for any sect! Moreover, they had to be of utmost importance.
Yet, from the mouth of the leader of the Residence of Nine Supremes who had just established a sect, it was not a problem … Where did his confidence come from?
"I'll wait and see." Dong Qitian said faintly, "However, I'm not interested in being the chief instructor of these so-called disciples. Instead of being an instructor for these people, I'd rather suffer the Heavenly Dao's punishment directly. It'll be more satisfying."
"You'll be very interested, I promise!" Yun Yang said confidently.
…
Dong Qitian went to the small yard that Yun Yang had arranged for him to rest.
Yun Yang called Little Fatty aside. "What were you so shocked about just now? What Saint and what Saint? What saint? "
The little fatty was trembling, but his eyes were shining. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Holy Venerable … Holy Venerable, boss, where did you find such a great Buddha? He's so awesome … "
"My Lord …"
Yun Yang's gaze was deep in thought.
"Have you heard of the name Dong Qitian?" Yun Yang asked.
"Huh? Dong Qitian? Heaven Equalling Sage Lord? "Little fatty was taken aback.
"Heaven's Equal?" Yun Yang was taken aback.
"He … he's a famous figure from thousands of years ago …" Little Fatty said in a trembling voice, "Back then, Dong Qitian was known to stand as heaven's equal. He even enjoyed the reputation of being unrivaled among his peers. His old friends gave him the nickname of Heaven's Equal … "
"How impressive …" Yun Yang had an inexplicable feeling that the name was truly … majestic and domineering.
"However, the martial world was rumored to have offended someone … He disappeared overnight and was never seen again …" Little Fatty's eyes were filled with admiration. "This … this big guy … is …"
He lowered his voice. "… Heaven's Equal?"
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