"Master, the envoys sent to recruit the first batch of disciples have all returned. As you wished, we have settled those people in the Market Ward at the foot of the mountain."
"Good. Register them as soon as possible and admit them into the sect."
Nearly half a month later, Nie Yingzhi ascended the Floating Cloud Platform again to report some good news to Li Ling.
During this time, apart from helping Lin Rouniang change her qi through incense fumigation and eliminate the hidden danger, Li Ling had been studying his newly acquired power of death.
But upon hearing this news, he immediately turned his attention to it.
When Mu Qingsi learned of it, she said with a smile, "Husband, there are over a thousand disciples in this batch. I wonder how many will embark on the immortal path, and how many will grow gray without accomplishing anything, leading mediocre lives. I truly hope there are more fine talents among them."
Li Ling nodded. "In the past, the sect carefully selected recruits from the mortal world, bringing them here only if they possessed exceptional intelligence or spirit root aptitude. Now, however, we accept anyone who survived. We even persuaded some who were deeply attached to their homes and unwilling to leave the wasteland to come here for their own safety.
"I imagine there should be few ordinary people among them. Some are a little older, pearls buried beneath dust, with little prospect of a bright future. But those youths and children should not disappoint me."
Mu Qingsi said, "There is little point in talking. Why don't we go and see?"
Li Ling said, "Very well."
Afterward, Li Ling and Mu Qingsi descended from the Floating Cloud Platform to see those people in person.
"Lin Feng of the Bamboo Step