"Yes, Young Master, our Yuntian Sect has always been willing to recruit strong people from all walks of life. However, the number of people who join the Yuntian Sect every year is no more than thirty who have achieved the highest level of cultivation."

"How can there be so many people with the highest level of cultivation come to join our Yuntian Sect!"

"Young Sect Master is too young. Let alone recruiting 10,000 people, it would be a miracle to recruit 100 people!"

Many elders spoke one after another, with smiles in their eyes.

A person with a supreme level of cultivation is not a weakling. Who has this kind of cultivation level without a sect or family?

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

By this standard, is it still called Dakaishanmen?

If you can recruit twenty or thirty people a year, it's considered very good.

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

"That's it. Starting today, we will recruit 10,000 people!" Mo Ling waved his hand, refusing to refuse.

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

They didn't object anymore, instead they all sneered in their hearts.

Recruit!

Whatever you do!

After one year, if you can recruit 100 people, you, Mo Ling, have created a miracle.

When the time comes, look at your Mo Ling's face, where can you put it?
Chapter completed!