The smile on Yang Fan's face rippled like autumn water.
Someone had sent him a big, soft pillow just as he was about to go to sleep.
Ten minutes ago, he had lamented that the number of disciples he had recruited was seriously insufficient and wanted to continue working hard. He hadn't expected Fu Zhengqing to send him such a big gift as soon as he arrived in Dai Xing City.
Of course, he had to agree!
Yang Fan wasn't picky when it came to accepting disciples. As long as they weren't so useless that they couldn't even awaken their spiritual power, Yang Fan wouldn't reject anyone.
When quality wasn't very good, quantity was also a good way to win.
After all, geniuses were a minority in this world. There might not even be eight or ten geniuses out of a few hundred million people.
Yang Fan wanted to rely on the cultivation experience of his disciples to reach the pinnacle of life. Relying on a small number of geniuses was definitely not enough.
Therefore, recruiting disciples and casting a wide net had long been an important direction of Yang Fan's future development plan.
"Of course!" Yang Fan nodded cheerfully. "Since Senior Brother has spoken, I naturally have no reason to refuse!"
"However, it's a little too limiting to only choose from the Inspection Department and Qingshan Martial Arts School."
"Senior Brother, you must have heard that I don't care about background, age, or cultivation level when accepting disciples. As long as they are willing to be my disciple and I like them, I generally won't reject them."
"Therefore, Senior Brother, please help me issue a recruitment order across the entire region. Anyone who is a Martial Master or a Telekinesis Master who is interested in joining the Monster Extermination Sect can come to Dai Xing City in the next few days."
Originally, Yang Fan had thought that any human who had awakened martial arts talent or a Spiritual Sea could come and be his disciple. He wouldn't mind at all.
However, if he did so, it would seem like he was too desperate to be picky and would arouse suspicion.
After all, Yang Fan's energy was limited. If he recruited all the children below the Martial Master level, he might not have the time and patience to teach them.
Therefore, he temporarily set the minimum standard for recruiting disciples at the Martial Master level.
A Martial Master was a watershed in the Martial Dao. At the same time, it was also the true starting point of the Martial Dao.
Under normal circumstances, in any human city, only warriors above the level of Martial Master were allowed to leave the city freely. They were allowed to hunt demons, plant crops, or gather resources. This was because Martial Masters already had spiritual energy in their bodies. They could leave their protective clothing and resist the poisonous miasma and radiation outside the city.
By recruiting Martial Masters and above as disciples, Yang Fan could not only obtain their cultivation experience, but also their demon-hunting experience. This could maximize the benefits between the master and disciple.
Fu Zhengqing's face lit up. Yang Fan was willing to accept more disciples in the Northwest Guardian Manor. As the Domain Lord, he was naturally the happiest one.
Now, everyone knew that as long as they could become Yang Fan's disciple, it was equivalent to getting a direct ticket on the road of cultivation.
Look at the disciples by Yang Fan's side, especially An Sheng's group. Even if their cultivation aptitude was only average or above average, they had all successfully broken through to the King Realm.
More importantly, they had only been Yang Fan's disciple for three or four months.
"It's great that Junior Brother has such thoughts." Fu Zhengqing nodded in agreement. Then, he said worriedly, "But if this is the case, won't it delay Junior Brother's cultivation?"
Listening to Yang Fan's words, he actually wanted to take in all the Martial Masters and above in the Northwest Guard Mansion who were willing to acknowledge him as their master.
This was a little too exaggerated.
Although the Northwest Guardian Manor was remote and had limited resources, it was still a Guardian Manor with a population of over a hundred million.
There were millions of Martial Masters in the region, and at least hundreds of thousands of Martial Masters and above.
If all these Martial Masters were willing to become Yang Fan's disciples, would Yang Fan really accept all of them as his disciples?
This kid really valued friendship too much.
Senior Brother just casually mentioned it. You don't have to be so honest.
Before Yang Fan could speak, Fu Zhengqing made the decision and said, "Junior Brother, there's no need to relax the standards for me and make things difficult for yourself."
"How about this? Add some age restrictions before Martial Masters and Martial Ancestors. Other than peak Martial Masters and peak Martial Ancestors, Martial Masters must not be over 20 years old and Martial Ancestors must not be over 50 years old. As for King Realm cultivators, there are no restrictions! "
If he wanted to take in disciples, he would take in the elites!
Although this standard was a little too low in the Northwest Guardian Manor, it was still better than Yang Fan's standards.
If the age limit was set, more than 90% of the Martial Masters and Martial Ancestors in the region could be eliminated. It could also ensure that the Martial Masters who came to become disciples were the best among their peers.
"Yes, this is a good idea."
"After the fifteenth Spirit Energy Tide, more and more young people in the northwest began to break through to the next realm. There are still quite a number of Martial Masters before the age of twenty and Martial Grandmasters before the age of fifty!"
Qu Hongde and Ren Qingzhi nodded in satisfaction.
Although the conditions for a 20-year-old Martial Master and a 50-year-old Martial Great Master were stricter, they were still within the acceptable range.
At least, there were quite a number of young Martial Masters in Qingshan Martial Arts School who met the requirements.
Yang Fan, on account of their old friendship, gave these old fellows enough face. However, they couldn't take advantage of their seniority and introduce some seventy, eighty, or even over a hundred years old martial artists who were still stuck at the Martial Master stage and hadn't made any further progress.
If that was the case, it wouldn't be a win-win situation. It would simply be a trap and wouldn't last long.
Therefore, when Yang Fan's objection was ineffective, the three leaders of the Northwest Guardian Manor decided to set the standards for Yang Fan's disciple selection in the northwest.
Apart from the peak Martial Masters and Martial Ancestors who were stuck at the peak, the rest of the Martial Cultivators would all be gathered according to this standard.
Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly.
He really didn't think of it that way.
He simply wanted to take in more disciples to make up for the lack of prodigies.
He really didn't lower the standards to take in disciples for the sake of Senior Brother and Elder Qu. In fact, if he didn't have other concerns, he would even want to take in a batch of Martial Disciples.
"Senior Brother, Elder Qu, I actually …"
"Junior Brother, you don't have to say anything more. I understand!"
Fu Zhengqing interrupted Yang Fan and said, "Leave it to me.
"Leave this matter to me. By tomorrow afternoon at the latest, I will gather all the qualified cultivators in the Domain and bring them to you!"
"When the time comes, Junior Brother can screen them again and take in whoever is suitable. You don't have to force yourself for the sake of others."
Yang Fan nodded helplessly.
Fu Zhengqing had said everything he wanted to say. What else could he say?
"In that case, I'll have to trouble Senior Brother!"
Yang Fan cupped his hands at Fu Zhengqing.
There should be quite a number of Martial Masters under the age of 20, Martial Ancestors under the age of 50, and Martial Masters stuck at the peak of Martial Masters and Martial Masters in the northwest region, right?
Fu Zhengqing had always been a man of action. The moment they set the standards in the City Governor's Office, the same decree was immediately passed down through the Administrative Department.
In just ten minutes, all the City Lords of the dozen or so cities within the Northwest Guardian Prefecture's territory had received the summons.
In an instant, the entire city was in an uproar.
Yang Fan had just scolded the Demon Emperor's clone through the Dharma Idol Broadcast, threatened the two Demon Holy Lands, and ruthlessly slaughtered a Half-Emperor Great Demon!
Now, he actually wanted to take in disciples wantonly within the Northwest Guardian Prefecture. This was simply great news for Wu Qian, who lived at the edge of the region and had few resources.
"Martial Masters under the age of 20?!"
"Oh my god, why is it 20? I just celebrated my 21st birthday!"
"Pfft, you're talking as if you can do it before your 21st birthday. Aren't you a Martial Disciple now?"
"My son is only 19. He just broke through to the Martial Master Realm three months ago. He meets the requirements. Hahaha, my son is going to be rich. He will definitely be able to become Doctor Yang's disciple!"
…
"A Martial Ancestor under the age of 50. This requirement is a bit harsh. How many Martial Masters are there in our entire Huazhu City? I'm afraid there aren't even two who can reach the Martial Master Realm before the age of 50. "
"That's good, that's good. Peak Martial Master and peak Martial Ancestor are not within the age limit. I can try my luck!"
"…"
At the same time, in Xi Chu City.
Zhu Huanan also received the administrative notice from Dai Xing City immediately.
"This kid is finally not hiding anymore. He's starting to recruit disciples."
Sitting in the living room of the old house, Zhu Huanan sighed softly as he drank the spiritual tea that his Second Aunt had brought him.
"He's grown up. He has advanced to the peak King Realm in such a short time. He doesn't even take the Demon Clan's Sacred Land and the Demon Emperor's clone seriously."
Obviously, Zhu Huanan and Zhu Yiping had also seen the live broadcast of Yang Fan's Dharma Idol in the void.
"That goes without saying. Don't you know whose grandson he is?"
Zhu Yiping's face was full of pride. Their Yang family's genes were indeed good. Now, didn't they produce a flood dragon?
He could kill a Half-Emperor as easily as killing a chicken. Even the Spirit Emperor personally appeared to protect him. Let's see who dares to have any ideas about her grandson in the future!
Zhu Huanan curled his lips slightly.
When she heard that Yang Fan was surrounded and killed by a group of Half-Emperors, she didn't have this expression. She was so nervous that she was about to cry.
If he hadn't stopped her at that time, this old lady might have already flown over to her death.
That was a battle between Half-Emperors. What was the use of a King Realm cultivator like her going there? Besides making Yang Fan even more worried and distracted, she couldn't do anything.
"That kid probably won't be back for a while. I want to make a trip to Dai Xing City while I'm escorting those cultivators who are going to take a master. I want to see him while I'm at it. Second Aunt, do you want to come along?"
"Of course!" Zhu Yiping didn't even think about it before she nodded and said, "I haven't seen that kid Yang Fan for so long. I miss him a little!"
"I wonder if he was injured in the ambush just now. It's really worrying!"
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