[Su Miao drew out a scroll of the Complete Register of Disciples from Jade Slip Mountain. As Spiritual Power flowed into it, the text unfurled across the air like a waterfall.
A string of dizzyingly long numbers appeared.
Outer Disciples: hundreds of billions upon hundreds of billions.
Su Miao was utterly stunned. Tongtian leaned over and squinted as he counted for a long while.
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million, ten million... hundred million, billion, ten billion, hundred billion, trillion, ten trillion, hundred trillion, quadrillion... hundreds of billions?"
He turned to Su Miao. "How much is hundreds of billions?"
Su Miao was numb. Tongtian gave up counting at that point and finally commented.
"Miao Heng, your Farm Teachings... are really good at reproducing."]
"Hundreds of billions?! How many people did her sect take in?!"
Taiyi could hardly believe his eyes!
Good heavens, the Three Teachings were gone, yet a sect tens of thousands of times larger than all three combined had appeared!
"...The Jie Sect's ten thousand immortals paying homage would probably not even amount to a fraction of the Farm Teachings."
Guang Chengzi frowned deeply.
"With hundreds of billions upon hundreds of billions of followers, no force in the Prehistoric World could compare.
When the little senior sister established her teachings, she only wanted to give weak living beings a way to survive.
Who could have expected that path to grow into something so immense?"
But upon careful thought, it was only natural.
Ignoring one's origins and aptitude was precisely the kind of approach that won people over. Reaching such a scale today was only to be expected.
It was just that the livelihoods and cultivation of so many people now rested on her alone.
Even martial uncle Tongtian had never managed to bear such a