Chen Yi made a circuit of the continent, visiting every face from the Human World he remembered as capable of ascending to the Real Realm during the four hundred-odd years of the Seventh Simulation.
Then he took them on as disciples.
Though "taking on disciples" was not quite right.
Chen Yi was a modern man, unbound by the strictures of master and disciple. He was more like a teacher: he simply wanted to share his knowledge and help the Human World's geniuses avoid unnecessary detours.
After circling the continent, Chen Yi headed overseas.
Founding a sect took money.
And who was the richest man in the Human World?
The Wang Family, of course.
"What?! Martial God Chen wants to take my son as his disciple?"
When Wang Yanbing, head of the Wang Family, heard that Martial God Chen was founding a sect and that the Guardian of the Human World had personally come to take his son as a disciple, he was so excited he dropped to his knees on the spot.
"Not just your son. I hope you'll honor us by joining the sect too, Family Head Wang. We can discuss cultivation together."
"What?! I can be your disciple too, Master?"
He started calling me Master awfully fast...
"Master, please accept your disciple's bow! Someone, prepare the initiation gifts! Two sets!!"
"Well, actually, I'm not especially old-fashioned. I don't like elaborate ceremonies or fussy rules. To be honest, I don't even understand them myself. Whether we're friends or teacher and students, I'd rather everyone felt at ease."
"Just tell me what you need the Wang Family to do, Master!"
"My sect doesn't have a headquarters yet."
"We'll build one! Right away! Rest assured, I'll invite Martial Kings and Martial Saints from everywhere to build you the grandest sect as