"Of course we wouldn't dare question Master's choice. We only feel that Master made his choice too hastily, so it's only natural for the disciples to have many concerns. It's also perfectly reasonable for Junior Brother to ask this. Sect Leader Junior Brother, why don't you tell us—our sect now has only ninety-seven people. Even if we avoid this calamity today, there may still be another such disaster in the future. How will you resolve it then?" One of the female immortals stepped forward.
"Exactly. Master used his death to preserve our sect. But there's no guarantee that a second disaster like this won't come."
"You're merely at the Primordial Beginning Realm. Even if you can defeat the leaders of the other sects now, what will you do if one of their Supreme Sect Leaders comes knocking?"
A group of disciples echoed her, clearly harboring little confidence in me.
I remained expressionless and said calmly, "If they're willing to cast aside their dignity and bully us with their seniority, then of course our sect has no way to protect itself at present. We can only gather a hundred people first to secure the sect. I'll need all of you senior brothers and sisters to cooperate."
"Heh. Every disciple is exceedingly precious to a sect. Aside from fishing disciples out of the Black Pool, there's no other way to obtain them. And fishing disciples from the Black Pool can only be done after defeating a Dao Calamity once. We have ninety-eight disciples, so we'll need to be able to select disciples at least twice to gather a hundred people. But the number of immortals the Black Pool yields each time varies. There may be several, or as few as this time. How does Sect Leader Junior Brother expect us to cooperate?"