A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: I'm Mo Caihuan?
Chapter 81

Thirsting for Talent

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Ling Xiaofeng believed that sects had no binding authority over the powerful. He said, "The Ordination Certificate system imposes a great many responsibilities, with punishments for failing to fulfill them. Tell me, Golden Core cultivators, let alone Nascent Soul cultivators, are proud people who defy the heavens. How could they accept punishment? And what power does Mo Caihuan have to punish a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"She could have Nascent Soul cultivators supervise one another. Perhaps some who believe in sustainable immortal cultivation would be willing to support her."

"Even if there were, it would be a cup of water against a burning cartload of firewood," Ling Xiaofeng said with certainty. "Mo Caihuan has done well, but that doesn't mean she won't make mistakes. The Ordination Certificate system is a colossal mistake. Training highly skilled young attendants and laborers, opening factories, improving education, and cleaning up the grassroots administration were all right moves, but that doesn't mean she'll keep making the right moves."

Wen Qing nodded and said, "Yuling has grown a great deal. Her reputation is higher than ours now. I hear even people from the Inverse Star Alliance have come to join her."

"It would be even better if she made good use of her time and reached the Nascent Soul stage within three hundred years. Administrative work has taken up quite a lot of her time."

"Look on the bright side. It has tempered her character and exposed her to different kinds of people," Wen Qing said. "What do you think of the Thunderbolt Beads made by mortals?"

"They're too slow to activate, but the price is good. I've already bought a batch for the seventy-two outlying islands around us to strengthen their defenses. They'll be installed in the Array Cores. If an enemy damages Tianxing City's defensive

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