Feng Tianyun's plan was to send people into Ten Thousand Poisons Valley through his covert contacts there.
They first had to probe the enemy's strength before deciding on their next move.
Naturally, such work could not be carried out personally by elders and renowned veterans who held such lofty positions.
Their cultivation was profound and their status exalted; they could not lightly expose themselves to danger.
Moreover, various factions kept an eye on them, and there might be people in Ten Thousand Poisons Valley who recognized them. Compared with ordinary, unknown individuals, they would be much easier to expose.
With Dongfang Zhi, a Heaven Tier powerhouse, presiding over the valley, the resonance of their auras would make experts like them even easier to detect.
Thus, they all had to dispatch capable, sharp-witted subordinates who had no reputation in the outside world.
Feng Tianyun told Fang Qianyuan, "Every year, from September through the end of the year, Ten Thousand Poisons Valley recruits disciples, servants, and disciplinary officers from the surrounding islands and mortal kingdoms. For centuries, this faction has been trying to transform itself into a sect, and it has now gained some momentum."
Fang Qianyuan asked curiously, "Rogue cultivators establishing their own sect?"
Feng Tianyun said, "Exactly. They weren't born into aristocratic clans to begin with and have no blood ties binding them together. Turning themselves into a sect is certainly a wise move, but achieving that goal isn't easy."
"A sect isn't something a few people can create simply by raising a banner and declaring themselves sect master and elders. They also need recognition from the world's sects and the Aristocratic Clan Alliance."
Fang Qianyuan nodded silently at this. "If they truly intend to become a sect, recruiting talented people and taking in disciples in large numbers are inevitable.