Xiang Yuan strolled out of Great Void Hall, then stopped as he passed the Twelve Dao Pavilions.
Staring at the twelve divine seats before him, he fell into thought.
The Heavenly Sect was the prototype of the Heavenly Court. If Ji Wuzhou wanted to restart the Heavenly Court, he would inevitably have to expand its ranks, turning this makeshift troupe into an even larger makeshift troupe.
How to recruit people, and what sort of people to recruit—Xiang Yuan, the Heavenly Sect's young sect master, had long made preliminary preparations.
The Overlord of Western Chu, relatives of the Liu Clan, relatives of the Li Clan, uniting and forging an alliance among the Three Kingdoms—all of these were part of those preliminary preparations.
To ensure those preparations went smoothly, Xiang Yuan had gone against his conscience and become a relative of the Li Clan, endured the humiliation of letting Liu Che lust after his body, brought that artsy young woman back to Overlord Residence, listened helplessly to the wails of a defeated dog every day, and earned himself a notoriously foul reputation among the fan circles.
It was precisely because the young sect master had bled for the Heavenly Sect, labored for the Heavenly Sect, swallowed every humiliation, and worked himself to the bone that the Heavenly Sect possessed the prestige it enjoyed today.
With that, the Heavenly Sect would not even need to hold open auditions for recruits. So long as they raised the young sect master's banner, countless people would answer the call.
Though Xiang Yuan had never said so aloud, he had already discussed it with Xiao He: how to properly arrange the Heavenly Court's future system, and how to maximize the value that could be extracted from the Dry Abyss Realm. The two had secretly discussed it several