PS: This chapter is a bonus update for reader Nangong Dongdong, who tipped 10,000 Qidian coins.
Su Xin had slaughtered half of the Jiangnan Circuit Six Fan Sect's disobedient officials in one fell swoop. The surviving Chief Constables of the various prefectures were so terrified that they didn't dare show the slightest hint of discontent.
They could see it now: Su Xin hadn't taken them seriously at all.
He wouldn't even consider whether killing them might affect the Jiangnan Circuit Six Fan Sect's current strength. The Sect was already in this state. How much worse could it get?
Su Xin sent the other prefectural Chief Constables back, but kept the three strongest ones—Lu Xu, Zhao Yiming, and Liu Hao.
The three exchanged glances, unsure why Su Xin had kept them behind.
Su Xin tapped the table. "Don't be so nervous. I only kept you here because I want to discuss how we can recruit people as quickly as possible to fill the vacancies in the Jiangnan Circuit Six Fan Sect.
"Our circuit has more than seventy prefectures, yet now we have only a dozen or so Divine Palace Realm Chief Constables. That's far too few."
The three complained to themselves. You just killed more than a dozen people without even blinking, and now you're saying there aren't enough?
But they only grumbled inwardly. To Su Xin, they appeared to be deep in thought.
Lu Xu shook his head. "With the conditions our Six Fan Sect offers, we don't lack for recruits at the grassroots level. We'd only have to put out the word, and Postnatal Realm martial artists would come rushing to join us.
"But Xiantian Realm martial artists are much harder to recruit, especially those in the Divine Palace Realm. They're considered experts wherever they go.
"Even independent cultivators