"According to what I said just now, any martial artist who passes the preliminary examination and is not a demon spirit, a human puppet, or a mutated human can be my disciple."
Yang Fan glanced at the other 96 martial artists in the northwest who were standing on the high platform and asked them softly, "Now, you can make your choice.
"Now, you can make your own choice. If you are willing to become my disciple, you can go through the ceremony of acknowledging me as your master."
The 96 people in front of him had all been screened by Yang Fan's Bewitching Skill, so there would be no problem with their numbers.
After hearing Yang Fan's clear instructions, the 96 people bowed to the ground at the same time and said loudly,
"Disciple Yu Yang greets Master!"
"Disciple Li Xin greets Master!"
"…"
None of the ninety-six cultivators were left behind. All of them were willing to bow down and worship Yang Fan as their master.
Below the high platform.
Thousands of martial artists looked at them enviously. At the same time, they were eager to jump on the high platform to be tested by Yang Fan.
The apprenticeship ceremony was on track again.
Every disciple who entered the sect would be rewarded with a Soul-refining Pill, spiritual liquid, or spiritual medicine that corresponded to their cultivation base. Then, An Sheng, the Eldest Senior Brother, would give them a disciple order to inform them of the Demon Extermination Sect's purpose and various rules.
Soon enough, the first batch of over 100 disciples who went up the high platform had all been accepted. Under An Sheng's lead, they gathered in an open space behind the high platform that had been planned in advance. They were given to the 61 half-step Rulers in the sky to protect them.
After that, the second batch of 100 people went up the stage to be screened by Yang Fan.
Although 10 human puppets and 3 demon spirits had been exposed before, nobody dared to guarantee that they were all the spies in the crowd.
Besides, Yang Fan also needed a reasonable excuse to turn all of these prospective disciples into his people. This way, they could directly gain at least 50 points of Sect Loyalty EXP after becoming apprentices.
Screening the demon spies was undoubtedly the best and most suitable excuse.
The second batch of hundred-man squads stepped onto the stage and stood respectfully below the rostrum, looking at Yang Fan with enthusiasm and excitement.
Yang Fan smiled and nodded at them. Then, his mental strength spread out and enveloped everyone.
"You used the Charm skill on Zhao Jingren, who is at the pinnacle of Martial Ancestor Realm. The charm was a success. Zhao Jingren's favorability towards you has greatly increased. Mental Power + 5, Willpower + 10, Skill Proficiency + 2."
"You used the Charm skill on the second level Martial King, Chen Yide. The charm was successful. The favorability of the second level Martial King, Chen Yide, towards you has greatly increased …"
"You used the Charm skill on the Level 9 Spirit Reader Zhu Dandan. The Charm was successful. The favorability of the Level 9 Spirit Reader Zhu Dandan towards you has greatly increased …"
"…"
Two minutes later.
Yang Fan raised his hand and moved a middle-aged warrior with a cultivation of Level Nine Martial Grandmaster realm from the hundred-man team. Without saying a word, he directly used Divine Soul Detention to forcibly drag out the Divine Soul of the Demon Spirit living in his sea of consciousness.
"Another Demon Spirit possessing a body." Yang Fan looked unhappy and said indifferently, "It seems that there are still many fish that escaped the net hiding in the dark."
"But it doesn't matter. Today, I, Yang Fan, have plenty of time. I must drag them all out one by one!"
Yang Fan's eyes were filled with endless killing intent as he gently swept his gaze across the thousands of people below the stage.
Perhaps it was because Tang Chengcheng, Wu Dao, and the other half-step Emperors were on the high platform, or perhaps it was because of the 61 half-step Emperors' Emperor level pressure that came down from above from time to time.
None of the Demon Spirits or Human Puppets among the thousands of warriors dared to make any unusual movements.
There was nothing they could do.
The half-step Emperors and Human Puppets who had the ability to challenge so many half-step Emperors had been completely wiped out. They were just little monsters who had come to join in the fun. How could they fight so many human half-step Emperors and Emperors?
At this time, even if they showed a trace of abnormality, Yang Fan did not need to do anything. Just the half-step Emperors alone could destroy them in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Zhu, what should we do next? We can't escape, and we'll die on the stage. That Yang Fan seems to be able to see through everything. We can't hide at all."
"Yes, what should we do next? How would I f * cking know what to do? I said that I wouldn't come, but that old b * stard, the horned dragon, directly killed my physical body and forced me to choose to become a Demon Spirit possessing a body. "
"Now, even becoming a Demon Spirit isn't safe. In the end, we still can't escape death. If I had known this would happen, I would've f * cking rebelled against the Demon Saint Ridge!"
"…"
Among the crowd, a few Demon Spirits who knew each other's background began to whisper to each other in the dark. They could not see any hope of surviving this.
They could neither advance nor retreat. If they wanted to self-destruct, they did not have the courage to do so. Moreover, under the surveillance of so many half-step Emperors, they might not have the chance to do so.
Now, it seemed that other than obediently waiting for death, they did not have a second choice.
On the high platform, after casually pulling out another Demon Spirit possessing a body, Yang Fan successfully took in the remaining 99 martial artists.
The rewards that he deserved were the same as the gifts for acknowledging him as a master. There was nothing he could do. After all, he had the treasuries of the 10,000 Demons Mountain and the Black Wind Valley in his hands. He was rich, and that was how willful he was.
In any case, he could not bring these resources with him when he was born, nor could he bring them with him when he died. He did not need so many of them, so he might as well give them to these disciples and let them digest and share the burden for him.
Following that, after the second batch of new disciples was taken away by An Sheng, there was a third batch, a fourth batch …
There were more than 2,500 people in a total of 25 batches.
Even if Yang Fan's screening speed was fast enough, it would still take at least ten minutes for each batch of disciples to complete the whole process.
After 25 batches, it would take almost an entire morning.
Zhu Huanan and Zhu Yiping, who were standing beside Yang Fan, could not help but reveal worried expressions when they saw that Yang Fan accepted all the martial artists who came to acknowledge him as their master as long as they were not spies of the Demon Race.
"This brat has taken in so many disciples all at once. Can he teach them all?"
"Even if he can teach them, if he spends all his time teaching his disciples, what will happen to his own cultivation?"
"He's only at the peak of the King Realm now. Even if he wants to recruit disciples and benefit the entire Human Federation, he should at least wait until his cultivation has reached the peak of the Emperor Realm or the Half-step Monarch Realm before he can consider it!"
Zhu Yiping began to feel sorry for her good grandson.
She originally thought that Yang Fan would choose the best among the 2,500 martial artists who met the requirements this time. It would be fine if he casually took in a few dozen or a hundred of them.
But now, looking at Yang Fan's posture, he was actually crazy enough to want to take all of these two hundred over martial artists under his wing!
Wasn't this just nonsense?
After all, a person's energy was limited. No matter how capable Yang Fan was, he was still just one person. How could he teach so many disciples at the same time?
Of all the major sects in the Federation, none of them had ever dared to recruit disciples so wantonly without regard for the consequences.
"Yes, he has indeed taken in a little too many." Zhu Huanan nodded and added, "Moreover, he has actually given such a generous gift to every disciple. This brat is just a prodigal son. He really doesn't know how to be thrifty at all!"
If it was just one, two, or ten disciples, it would be fine. They had money, so they could afford to waste it.
But now, the number of disciples Yang Fan had started to number in the thousands. Zhu Huanan did not dare to count such a large number of resources. He was afraid that his heart and blood pressure would not be able to take it.
"Master, why don't you try to persuade him?" Fu Zhengqing suggested softly. "Junior Brother is benevolent, but we can't just watch him slow down his own cultivation progress because of these disciples."
Fu Zhengqing really hoped that Yang Fan could take in more disciples in the Northwest and help the Northwest Guardian Residence cultivate a batch of capable prodigies.
However, he had never thought that Yang Fan's heart would be so big that he would want to take in all of the 2,500 people who had come to seek apprenticeship in one go.
This was too crazy. As the Northwest Territorial Lord and also Yang Fan's cheap Senior Brother, Fu Zhengqing was truly shocked by Yang Fan's crazy move.
Taking in more than 2500 disciples at once, no one had ever done this before.
Not to mention the sects and aristocratic families in the Federation, even academy-like martial arts schools like Sacred Forest Island, Federation Martial Arts University, and Jinghua University would not dare to take in so many students in one season!
Not to mention whether they could afford the consumption of resources, they could not even keep up with the number of teachers, could they?
Taking in students without enough teachers to teach them, was that not fooling around?
"You want me to persuade him?"
Zhu Huanan could not help but roll his eyes at Fu Zhengqing. He had the urge to kick this kid.
Looking at the hopeful gazes of the 2000 martial artists below the high platform, if he dared to persuade Yang Fan to take in fewer disciples, he would definitely drown in their spittle.
Moreover, Yang Fan's idea was very good. Even if he tried to persuade him, Yang Fan might not listen.
"Let me try. This brat should be able to listen to the words of an old woman like me."
At this time, Zhu Yiping took the initiative to speak up. At the same time, she secretly sent a voice transmission to Yang Fan next to her.
"My dear grandson, you've been busy for so long. Do you want to stop for a drink and rest?"
Hearing that, Yang Fan could not help but turn to look at Zhu Yiping, Zhu Huanan, and Fu Zhengqing. He instantly understood their worries.
"Don't worry, Patriarch. I know what I'm doing." Yang Fan chuckled and sent a voice transmission to them. "If I didn't have a certain level of confidence, I wouldn't have taken in so many disciples at once."
"Ancestor, don't forget that the second Sovereign's Fall phenomenon is about to appear here. I'm taking them in now. Once the Sovereign's Fall phenomenon is activated, I'll be able to use my Divine Ability to help them advance quickly. They'll be able to improve greatly in an extremely short amount of time."
"This way, we won't waste this rare Imperial Demise phenomenon. At the same time, we can cultivate more powerful high-level martial artists for the rise of the Northwest and the Human Federation!"
After hearing Yang Fan's explanation, Zhu Huanan, Zhu Yiping, and Fu Zhengqing could not help but feel deep respect for Yang Fan.
When Yang Fan said these words, his expression was sacred, solemn, and selfless. It was as if he was emitting the light of the Virgin Mary from head to toe!
At this moment, the image that Yang Fan left in their hearts was unprecedentedly tall, sacred, and insurmountable!
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