At first, some thought someone was making trouble, but in the end, everyone realized it seemed to be true. Because Yang Chen really had come.
"Look, it really is Yang Chen!"
Yang Chen's appearance had long since spread far and wide, so there was no such thing as not recognizing him. Even those who did not know him had all their eyes fixed on him now; whether they recognized him or not, they did now.
Indeed, the person who had come was none other than Yang Chen.
Yang Chen had naturally come here to look for servants and menial workers to help him with his affairs.
Seeing himself so reverently surrounded and held in the center by the crowd, Yang Chen shook his head helplessly. He did not particularly like this feeling, so he went straight to the point. "I came here today to recruit one servant—only one. The requirement is that they must possess strength at or above the Heavenly Martial Realm. Male or female is acceptable. It would be best if they have sufficient knowledge of the Profound Dao Sect, from top to bottom; the more they know, the better. If anyone does not meet my conditions and I discover it after they follow me, do not blame me for being impolite. As for compensation, I will give ten divine stones a year. Those who believe they qualify may come forward and register."
Upon hearing Yang Chen's conditions, quite a few people's eyes immediately turned red.
What a joke—ten divine stones a year. Yang Chen truly deserved his reputation from the rumors.
One had to know, what did ten divine stones represent?
It meant that in ten years, they could save up one hundred divine stones. For servants and menial workers like them, one hundred divine stones were