"Yes, young master of the sect, our Yuntian Sect has always been willing to recruit strong people from all walks of life. However, there are no more than thirty people who join Yuntian Sect every year who have the highest level of cultivation."

"How many people with the Supreme Realm of Cultivation are here to join our Yuntian Sect!"

"The young sect leader is too young. Not to mention recruiting 10,000 people, it is a miracle to be able to recruit 100 people!"

Many elders spoke one after another, and everyone was smiling in their eyes.

The cultivation level of the Supreme Realm is not a weak person. Who has no sect or family with this kind of cultivation?

Sometimes, there are some casual cultivators with the highest level of cultivation who can be recruited into the Yuntian Sect, but the number is too small.

By this standard, is it still called Da Kaishan Gate?

It would be great to recruit twenty or thirty ones a year.

"Young Sect Master, the standards should be lowered more!" Mo Wen reminded that although Mo Ling is his son, he must now call him Young Sect Master.

"It's decided. Starting today, we will recruit 10,000 people!" Mo Ling waved his hand and could not refuse.

Seeing this, Xue Wenzhuo and other elders looked at each other and were speechless.

They did not object anymore, but instead sneered in their hearts.

Let's ask!

Any way you can do it!

A year later, if you can recruit 100 people, you, Moling, have created a miracle.

At that time, where can you put your Mo Ling’s face?
Chapter completed!