"My disciple Xuan Du can be at your disposal."
"I have several direct disciples, such as Guangchengzi and the others. They can all serve under Your Majesty as well."
"I also have some scattered Dao Lineages spread throughout the mountains and rivers. The Human Emperor may arrange for them as he sees fit."
"..."
The Three Pure Ones said a few words each, laying out the Daoist Sect's resources for Feng Xi.
After years of inheritance, the Daoist Sect had finally begun to take shape.
If they truly assembled their forces, they would still be far inferior to superpowers like the Witch and Demon Clans, but they could more or less support a minor feudal lord.
For Feng Xi, who was starting his own enterprise, that was more than enough.
Feng Xi was very satisfied.
Money—merit—was something he did not lack.
After years of cultivation within the Human Race, and as a leader who also held partial control over the Human Race's intelligence network, he likewise possessed every kind of information channel.
What he urgently needed was manpower capable of supporting the situation on the surface.
After all, during the early stages, he could not mobilize his loyal core within the Fire Master's faction. He had just opened the door and called upon the Human Race's heroes to start their own businesses and establish themselves as kings. The experiment was still underway. If a large number of Fire Master ministers immediately went into business and changed careers, showing such "disloyalty" and weakening the central authority... how would he explain that to Empress Nuwa?
Naturally, the Human Race as a whole came first.
But if the Fire Master's people became scattered and demoralized, the blame would fall on him!
He could only wait until his own enterprise had taken off and