"Change them out!"

"Have you heard? Chen Fan, the Sect Master of the Seven Kill Sect, is publicly recruiting maids and attendants in Star Luo City!"

Inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the largest teahouse in Star Luo City, a fat man in a brocade robe held his teacup and lowered his voice to speak to his companion, his expression a mix of shock and suspicion.

"What?"

The thin man across from him nearly spat out his tea. "Maids and attendants? This... why would he need to recruit them publicly? What is the Seven Kill Sect Master planning?"

"That's not even the half of it!"

The fat man set down his teacup, looking mysterious. "They said they also accept concubines as a form of buyout, provided they meet their standards."

"Standards? What kind of standards?"

"I heard it depends on their talent and Martial Soul grade."

The fat man lowered his voice further. "The specifics haven't been leaked, but one thing is certain..."

He paused deliberately to build suspense before continuing, "They say he's offering a divine pill capable of raising one's soul power level!"

The thin man's eyes widened, his voice cracking. "A divine pill?! Could it be the legendary one that allowed an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo to instantly advance to a Titled Douluo?!"

"Shh! Keep it down!"

The fat man quickly made a silencing gesture and glanced around. "This is all anyone is talking about in the palace! Don't you know?"

"Who among the upper echelons of Star Luo City doesn't know what happened in the Taihe Hall that night?"

The thin man swallowed hard and lowered his voice. "I heard that night... both of the Dai Family's ancestors were..."

He made a throat-slitting gesture, not daring to finish the sentence.

The fat man nodded in understanding, took another sip of tea, and sighed. "Sigh, the world is changing! That young Sect Master of the Seven Kill Sect is only eighteen, yet his methods are terrifying!"

"He can create a Titled Douluo just like that; who can stand against him?"

"Then what about the powerful nobles in our Star Luo City..."

"They've already gone mad!"

The fat man cut him off, looking gleeful. "You didn't see it—early this morning, the street in front of the Seven Kill Sect's guesthouse was already jammed with carriages from every Duke and Marquis estate!"

"Those masters are desperate to shove their own daughters, nieces, and grandnieces inside!"

The thin man clicked his tongue. "And did the Seven Kill Sect Master see them?"

"Ha!"

The fat man sneered. "He refused everyone! He didn't even open the doors, just had the guards turn them away, saying, 'The Sect Master is not receiving guests today, please return.'"

"And they just left like that?"

"What else could they do?"

The fat man spread his hands. "With Chen Jianjun standing behind him—the man who killed the Dai Family's ancestors with two sword strikes—who would dare force their way in?"

He stood up and brushed off his robe. "Alright, I need to go back and check on my girl. If she actually gets chosen, she'll be soaring to the heavens!"

"Your girl is only twelve! You can't be serious?"

"What's wrong with twelve? We have to prepare in advance! What if there's another chance later?"

The fat man walked quickly downstairs, leaving the thin man sitting there, shaking his head and sighing.

Meanwhile.

At the entrance of the Seven Kill Sect's temporary residence in Star Luo City, just as the fat man said, the area was packed solid with various carriages.

In front of a black-lacquered, gold-painted carriage, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe paced back and forth, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Beside him, an elderly butler was trying to persuade him.

"Master, why don't we head back? The Sect Master already said he isn't receiving guests..."

"Back? Back to what!"

The middle-aged man stomped his foot. "Do you know how rare that divine pill is? If my daughter can be chosen, even as a mere chambermaid, it would be a heaven-sent fortune!"

The butler smiled bitterly. "But the Sect Master won't see us..."

"Then we wait! We wait until he does!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. "I don't believe he can stay locked inside forever."

However, he never got his chance.

The vermilion gates of the guesthouse remained tightly shut. The elite disciples of the Seven Kill Sect acting as guards were expressionless, repeating the same line to everyone who approached: "The Sect Master is not receiving guests today."

From dawn until dusk, carriages arrived and departed, but the gates remained unmoved.

Only as the night deepened did the nobles finally realize.

Chen Fan truly had no intention of seeing them!

"Everyone, please return."

The guards repeated the cold words. "At noon tomorrow, the Sect Master will host a banquet at the manor outside the city. If you are sincere, you may bring the eligible women of your clans to attend."

Having said that, the guards said no more, leaving the nobles to look at each other before eventually departing in frustration.

The next day at noon.

Outside Star Luo City, a manor temporarily requisitioned by the Seven Kill Sect had already been fully prepared.

The manor was not large, but it was elegant.

A dozen round tables were set up in the courtyard, fully stocked with fruits, snacks, and wine.

It was already packed with people, all of them prominent and influential figures in Star Luo City, each accompanied by a young and beautiful woman from their own family.

Most of these women were between fifteen or sixteen and their early twenties, all dressed in their finest. Some were dignified and quiet, others charming and vibrant, each sitting beside their elders with their own hidden agendas, occasionally stealing glances toward the head seat.

In the head seat, Chen Fan leaned lazily against the back of his chair, twirling a teacup in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with indifference.

Chen Xin stood behind him, silent as a sheathed sword.

Xu Wensu sat slightly behind Chen Fan's right side, eyes closed in meditation. The faint, lingering aura of a Titled Douluo emanating from him made the gathered dignitaries feel as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Sect Master Chen, it is our honor to be invited to this banquet today."

An elderly marquis with graying hair spoke first, his face wreathed in smiles. "Hearing yesterday that the Sect Master was looking to recruit attendants, this old man brought a few of his granddaughters along. I wonder if the Sect Master is satisfied?"

As he spoke, he beckoned to those behind him.

Four young women stepped forward gracefully. Each was beautiful and shapely, bowing deeply to Chen Fan before displaying their respective Martial Souls.

Feeling the fluctuations of soul power.

Only then did Chen Fan lift his eyelids to scan them, feeling somewhat disappointed.

Having Ling Yuan, Xu Jiuer, and Xu Qinger as benchmarks, Chen Fan's appetite had indeed been spoiled. At the very least, they had to be pleasing to the eye—that was the first hurdle.

Although the More Children More Blessings System had no rigid requirements, stating only that the more offspring he had, the stronger their talent and the more generous the rewards!

However, there were certainly distinctions to be made.

For instance, regarding the Douluo Pill obtained from Bibi Dong, could he just find any woman and receive another Douluo Pill?

The answer was undoubtedly no!

Therefore.

Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and waved his hand. "Change the batch!"

The old marquis, "?"

The smile on his face stiffened visibly for a moment, but seeing Chen Xin and Xu Wensu behind Chen Fan, he dared not say a word, only waving his hand sheepishly to have his granddaughters retreat.