In the end, everyone agreed to open fifty slots for Dao Seal Foundation Establishment Cultivators each day.
When the news spread, cultivators throughout the Second-Layer Inner Landscape erupted in cheers.
Fifty slots a day were a mere drop in the ocean compared with the number of Dao Seal Cultivators in the Far Western Land, insignificant.
But:
Every Dao Seal Cultivator who received the news was still immensely grateful at that moment.
Because there would be fifty slots every day.
Besides, none of them were fools. They all knew that Stone City was only just getting started and feared they would come over and seize power, so the initial number of slots was bound to be small.
But after some time, the number of slots would keep increasing.
Then their chances of joining would keep growing.
Once they reached Stone City, they might not count as founding elders, but as long as they survived, they could still earn a place among its meritorious contributors.
The pressure might be greater, and it might be even more dangerous than their current cities.
But their future growth would definitely be faster.
For the sake of rapid growth, what did a little danger matter? What did a little more pressure matter?
At that moment, Wang Quan activated his permissions and began selecting Dao Seal Cultivators.
However, he set a few prerequisites for his selection:
Thirty female cultivators and twenty male cultivators.
He chose slightly more female cultivators to look after cultivators such as the Fierce Tiger Daoist.
There were too few female cultivators in their batch of Dao Seal Cultivators.
As a result, many cultivators had no choice but to go against their consciences and learn swordplay through tears and pain to improve their Daoist Scriptures.
Though he was not their leading big brother, he