Short?
Xu Yuanming looked puzzled.
Lately, Qin Shujian kept making inexplicable remarks, leaving him utterly baffled.
He wanted to ask, but had no idea how to phrase the question.
He could only suppress his confusion.
"Sect Master, how many disciples do you intend to recruit this time?"
"As many as meet the requirements. For Otherworlders, though, we'll only accept those at the True Martial Seventh Layer or above. Anyone below that is out, and all Otherworlders who join the sect will start as Outer Sect Disciples.
"They can only advance to the inner sect after accumulating enough contribution points."
Qin Shujian answered without hesitation.
Xu Yuanming froze, then asked, "All of them?"
"All of them."
"In that case, we'll have rather a lot of people."
Xu Yuanming looked hesitant.
Even setting everything else aside, Liangshan City alone currently held nearly a hundred thousand people, seventy percent of whom wanted to join the sect.
After excluding those who failed to meet the requirements,
at least thirty or forty thousand would still qualify.
That was not even counting
the many people still making their way to the Liangshan Spirit Domain.
If they accepted everyone, the Origin Sect would recruit at least a hundred thousand disciples this time.
A hundred thousand disciples!
That was no small number.
Xu Yuanming felt that his sect master was getting a little crazy.
Qin Shujian said, "There's nothing to fear from having more disciples. The Human Race will need more and more powerful cultivators in the future. As long as they qualify and have some loyalty to the sect, if they dare to come, we dare to take them."
What was a hundred thousand disciples?
If possible, Qin Shujian would readily accept even a million disciples.
Since the Human Emperor was willing to give him such freedom,