Such an increase in strength was impossible for ordinary people to refuse. Countless people rushed to the temple to ask to join, but the temple only recruited talented experts and had no interest in ordinary people.
After an entire week, Lu Yang received intelligence from Tu Feng. To his surprise, the temple had recruited only 112 people.
"So few?" Turbid Wine asked with a frown.
Lu Yang found it strange as well. He asked the Blazing Demon God, "What's going on?"
The Blazing Demon God said lazily, "It's simple. Think of it like your ancient Silk Road. When you wanted to transport goods from distant countries back to your own, the food and supplies consumed by people and horses along the way would certainly far exceed the goods you were transporting, right?"
Lu Yang nodded in understanding and said, "You mean the other world can only teleport this much stuff over?"
The Blazing Demon God said, "That's right. Being able to produce 112 of them should already be the limit for those new gods right now. Sending over more would consume even more resources. They probably have more, but they simply don't want to use them."
A cold smile appeared on Lu Yang's lips. "Exactly. On the surface, only I have become a Tier 2 Archmage, but in reality, more than seventy people around me are already Tier 2 Archmages. If we keep training them, that number can reach over five hundred."
That was still with Lu Yang keeping a tight grip on his resources. If he were willing to take everything out, he could train over ten thousand people. But that was not how these things were meant to be used. He could only give them to those who genuinely wanted to follow him. If he handed them out