The handwriting on the page was bold and vigorous. Qin Gang needed only two glances to grasp its contents.
The letter was earnest, explaining its purpose in just a few lines: to recommend Yang Jing and Sun Ningxiang for admission to the Profound Truth Sect. It specifically mentioned the hope that they could join Mountain-Suppressing Peak.
After reading the letter, Qin Gang slowly folded the page. His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the edge of the envelope, and his brows quietly drew together, forming a shallow crease between them.
His fingers tightened slightly, creasing the thick paper. A grave look passed through his eyes; clearly, this matter warranted considerable thought.
The Profound Truth Sect had strict rules for accepting disciples. Aside from opening its gates for examinations every spring and autumn, each of its seven branches had permission to recruit disciples independently, though that permission came with restrictions.
Although the sect had never explicitly set an upper limit on independent recruitment, there was an unspoken understanding: each branch had traditionally accepted no more than ten disciples a year on its own.
That unwritten rule was like an invisible thread, constraining the decisions of the peak masters of the Seven Branches.
After all, however deep the sect's reserves, its cultivation resources were ultimately limited.
Whether spiritual medicines for tempering the body, pills for nourishing internal qi, or allotted use of training rooms, everything had been accumulated over generations, and every portion was precious.
For the sect to hold its footing in the martial world, or even grow stronger, it could never rely on piling up disciples in sheer numbers. It had to concentrate its limited resources on disciples with outstanding talent and resilient dispositions.
Only careful nurturing could produce Martial Path powerhouses who could truly uphold the sect's standing. Scattering resources among a