The new disciples all opened their eyes wide in curiosity, and their ears perked up involuntarily.
What did that mean?
According to this fat chief disciple, their Demon Extermination Sect could provide unlimited amounts of Soul Refining Pills to their disciples?
Did it have to be so exaggerated? Did it have to be so awesome?!
That was a Soul Refining Pill, a super elixir that could directly increase one's spiritual power cultivation!
Not to mention their respective families, even in the Spirit Reader Association, the Budo Association, and even in the Federation's government's spiritual power troops, it was extremely difficult to get dozens or hundreds of Soul Refining Pills.
Even the lowest level third-grade Soul Refining Pill was an extremely rare spiritual power cultivation resource!
But now.
An Sheng actually took out thirty-six pills with a wave of his hand, and from what he said, these were just appetizers. In the future, as long as they had enough contribution points to the sect, not only would they be able to get third-grade Soul Refining Pills, even if they wanted high-grade Soul Refining Pills, they would be able to get it for them.
This was already a little too awesome, wasn't it?
Looking at the entire Federation, all the sects and forces, who would dare to provide such benefits to their disciples?
Perhaps even the internal group of the Necromancer Guild wouldn't dare to make such bold claims, right?
For a moment.
The new disciples were all shocked by the generosity of their sect, and an unconscious sense of superiority and pride rose spontaneously.
Especially when An Sheng, in order to prove that what he said was true, shook his body and took out another box full of ninth-grade Soul Refining Pills. This sense of superiority and pride rose to the extreme, and the sense of belonging to the sect also soared to the extreme.
In this way, the most direct result was that Yang Fan's ears exploded.
"Ding! Your disciple Shangguan Hong's mind is in turmoil, and he is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and his loyalty to the sect has been enhanced to the extreme. The sect's centripetal force + 10. "
"Ding! Your disciple Gu Nanshan's mind is in turmoil, and he is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and his loyalty to the sect has been enhanced to the extreme. The sect's centripetal force + 10. "
"Ding! Your disciple Luo Jiaojiao's mind is in turmoil, and she is grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and her loyalty to the sect has been enhanced to the extreme. The sect's centripetal force + 10. "
"…"
This wave of experience allowed Yang Fan to directly make a decision. Every once in a while in the future, he would definitely have An Sheng organize a sect meeting like this at regular intervals to guide the disciples in the correct way of thinking and brainwash them to publicize the fine traditions of the sect as well as the excellent quality of respecting their teachers.
The so-called sect's centripetal force, as well as the sect contribution points, was, to strengthen. the disciples' sense of belonging to the Demon Sect. The stronger the sense of their sense of belonging to the sect, the more to Yang to the sect.
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As the Eldest Senior Brother of the Demon Extermination Sect, he couldn't just sit around and do nothing.
Yang Fan looked at An Sheng with satisfaction. He had high hopes for this fat disciple.
"Don't forget the person who dug the well. These are the benefits that Master painstakingly brought for everyone. Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, before you take these Soul Refining Pills, you must be grateful and sincerely thank Master for working so hard for us disciples …"
While An Sheng was distributing the third-grade Soul Refining Pills in his hand, he didn't stop talking and kept on brainwashing.
"Master's greatest wish is to wipe out all the Demon Clans in the world. Therefore, as disciples, the greatest repayment to Master is to hunt more Demon Beasts.
This way, not only can we train ourselves, but we can also collect enough Demon Cores to hand in to the sect to accumulate sect contribution points, and then exchange them for higher-grade Soul Refining Pills to make ourselves stronger. With this cycle, we don't have to worry about the Demon Extermination Sect not prospering … "
"Thank you, Senior Brother! Thank you, Master! "
"Thank you, Senior Brother! Thank you, Master! "
Listening to An Sheng's long-winded brainwashing, every disciple who received the third-grade Soul Refining Pills was grateful and bowed to An Sheng and Yang Fan to express their gratitude.
Then, a new batch of sect experience points attacked Yang Fan again.
"Ding! Your disciple Ji Jinhui is excited and grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and her loyalty to the sect has been enhanced to the extreme. Sect solidarity + 10. "
"Ding! Your disciple Wu Congan is excited and grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and her loyalty to the sect has been enhanced to the extreme. Sect solidarity + 10. "
"…"
Yang Fan stood there with his hands behind his back and nodded with a warm smile, quietly accepting the sincere gratitude of his disciples. His mood became better and better, and he became more and more satisfied with An Sheng, this Eldest Senior Disciple.
In the past, when he was farming for sect experience points, it was always one-on-one. He would often invest a lot of resources and love, and only after a long time could he squeeze out a bit of sect experience points.
He had never thought that sect experience points could be farmed like this.
There was no need for him to personally go into battle. He only needed to provide a little bit of cultivation resources, and coupled with An Sheng's glib tongue, he could fool these smurfs to be incessantly agitated and continuously provide him with sect experience in batches.
Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!
He had really learned something. So this was the most correct way to farm for sect experience points.
Previously, Yang Fan was still worried. In the future, as the number of disciples increased day by day, he wouldn't be able to slowly nurture them like before. With so many smurfs, how was he going to ensure that he could farm for sect loyalty, sect solidarity, and sect contribution points?
After all, he was only one person. Even if he added the Spore Clone Technique, there were only four Yang Fan's.
Right now, he didn't have many disciples. He could barely manage twenty or so. In the future, if there were fifty, or a hundred, or even more, what should he do?
He was still counting on these smurfs to help him reach the peak, steadily walking towards the peak of his life. No matter what, he couldn't just leave them be.
Right now.
After seeing An Sheng's excellent operation, Yang Fan was immediately enlightened. All the problems were solved.
It didn't matter that Yang Fan was busy. As long as he found a suitable agent, as long as they could keep up with the ideological work in time, the sense of belonging and cohesion of the disciples wouldn't be a problem.
"Fatty, well done. Big Brother will treat you to tea later!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but praise An Sheng. At the same time, he felt that it was time to let An Sheng drink some ninth-grade spirit tea.
As the First Senior Brother of the Demon Extermination Sect, An Sheng's current cultivation was still a little lacking. It was fine when facing these new disciples, but when facing Tian Feiyao, Sha Qingsi, Wang Zhe, and Mu Qianqian, these King Stage Junior Brothers and Sisters, he couldn't hold them down at all. This wouldn't do.
After recognizing the new shining point of Fatty, Yang Fan felt that he needed to redefine An Sheng's status as the First Disciple in the Demon Extermination Sect.
He wanted to make this guy a benchmark, a benchmark that all the disciples in the sect would envy and worship. This way, his words in the future would be more persuasive and influential. When guiding the thoughts of the disciples in the sect, it would also have a great effect.
"Brother Fan, you're too polite. This is what a brother should do!"
An Sheng turned around and smiled flatteringly at Yang Fan. He knew that his flattery just now must have been just right, making Yang Fan feel comfortable.
"Alright, alright!" After all the Soul Refining Pills were distributed, An Sheng clapped his hands and said loudly, "Now, all of you can start taking the Soul Refining Pills and cultivate in peace. Only then can you live up to Master's kindness in bestowing pills and passing on techniques."
With An Sheng's order, all the disciples impatiently sat down cross-legged and swallowed the Soul Refining Pills in their hands.
"Ding!" Your disciple Luo Jiaojiao has successfully broken through, and her spiritual force cultivation has increased to Level 2 Spirit Reader Master. She is grateful to you, and her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. Her loyalty to the sect has increased to the extreme, and the sect's centripetal force has increased by 10. "
"Ding!" Your disciple Pang Yu has successfully broken through, and her spiritual force cultivation has increased to Level 1 Spirit Reader Master. She is grateful to you, and her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. Her loyalty to the sect has increased to the extreme, and the sect's centripetal force has increased by 10. "
"…"
Another wave of sect experience swept over. With such a fast refresh rate, Yang Fan almost couldn't believe his ears. It was too outstanding, too beautiful!
Taking advantage of the time when everyone was meditating to break through, Yang Fan smiled and raised his hand to greet An Sheng and Mu Qianqian.
When the two of them walked closer, Yang Fan flipped his hand and took out two small ceramic teacups from his storage space. Each cup was filled with half a cup of steaming ninth grade spirit tea.
"Don't say that I don't take care of you as your master."
Yang Fan reached out and handed the teacups to the two of them, and said softly:
"This is some ninth grade spirit tea that I collected in the last martial arts secret realm. It can expand the space of the sea of consciousness, improve the spiritual force cultivation, and strengthen the soul origin. For every Spirit Reader Master, it is a rare cultivation treasure."
"Come, try it." Yang Fan said solemnly: "Remember to drink it in small sips. Drink as much as you can. Don't be greedy and swallow it forcefully. Otherwise, there will be a backlash. Maybe your whole head will explode."
An Sheng and Mu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and they quickly reached out to take the teacups.
They had long heard of the ninth grade spirit tea. They knew how precious and rare this kind of spirit tea was. They yearned for its effect of directly improving the soul origin of a Spirit Reader Master.
They just didn't expect that Yang Fan not only had it here, but also was willing to share it with them. If such a generous master still had it, please give them a dozen more!
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