Wushuang Sect.
Yun Jin had just returned to the sect when she immediately sensed a faint change.
Preparing for the heavenly heavenly tribulation and then enduring the lightning had consumed a great deal of her time. Ten days earlier, the Wushuang Sect had already officially begun its recruitment process.
During Wushuang Sect's first recruitment, most participants had been loose cultivators and cultivators from the Imperial Kingdoms. The majority were from the Canglan Kingdom.
This time, however, things were completely different.
Just those seeking to become Wushuang Sect's subordinate sects already occupied half of the Qingxiao region's landscape.
Yun Jin had delegated all such matters.
Qin Ping and the others had already discussed and determined the subordinate sects. All the slots Yun Jin had set aside were now filled.
As for those who wanted to take the tests to enter Wushuang Sect directly, the phrase "a sea of people" was barely sufficient to describe the crowd.
Because the influx was so immense, every single subordinate sect had become a testing site.
Even so, together with the Tianxing Sect, a total of sixty-one subordinate sects had been overwhelmed to the point of bursting apart.
Among the countless participants were some who had only just stepped onto the path of cultivation, some lone loose cultivators, and even disciples of super-great sects.
Now, without exception, they had all gathered to take Wushuang Sect's most basic entrance tests.
"Young Master."
An Tong, having sensed Yun Jin's return, came grinning as he emerged from the red string around her wrist. "Young Master, you're finally back. This time, our sect is simply…"
Before he could finish, he suddenly froze.
The aura on his Young Master's body…
"Young Master, you…" An Tong looked at Yun Jin in disbelief.
Yun Jin smiled. "Nothing much. I took some time to undergo heavenly tribulation, and now I can barely count as being in Mahayana."
An Tong was stupefied.
Took some time… to undergo heavenly tribulation?
Since when was something as life-or-death as heavenly tribulation something one could do in their spare time?
Moreover—
Yun Jin had not concealed her aura in front of him. Where was this "barely entering Mahayana"?
"Young Master, your cultivation right now is…?" An Tong asked carefully.
Yun Jin spoke lightly, as if it were nothing. "Somehow after heavenly tribulation I suddenly received a pile of rewards. As for cultivation… it seems I'm at Mahayana late stage now. Not important, don't dwell on details."
Just after crossing heavenly tribulation…
Straight to Mahayana late stage?
And this wasn't important?
An Tong felt numb.
[Emotional Value +500.]
[Emotional Value +500.]
Twenty hits in a row.
Yun Jin looked at him with some disdain. Indeed, she really should have saved this display for when there was a big audience. Such a measly amount of Emotional Value, she could hardly be bothered with anymore.
"You came here to tell me about the recruitment, didn't you?" Yun Jin asked while simultaneously selecting a spot for placing the Celestial Divine Palace.
An Tong hurried after her, his smile returning. "Young Master, this time we divided the process into a first trial and a second trial. The first trials were all held at the subordinate sects. Only those who passed at the subordinate sects can come to Wushuang Sect's secret realm for the second trial."
"Mhm. Very reasonable." Yun Jin nodded.
"Hehe, Young Master, guess how many cultivators registered this time?" An Tong teased.
Yun Jin casually said, "A billion?"
An Tong: "...Young Master!"
Yun Jin coughed lightly. "Alright, you say it."
"Because there was only one month, many cultivators had no Wushuang Sect subordinate sects in their regions, and it was too late for them to make the long journey elsewhere. So, those who registered this time were mainly sect disciples from Sky City, cultivators within the subordinate sects' range, and mortals with the heart to pursue the Dao.
There were also many mortals who took Wushuang Sect as their first choice target.
After a simple filter to remove those without spiritual roots, the total number of candidates—mortals and cultivators combined—was over one hundred thousand."
An Tong gave the overview.
One hundred thousand cultivators?
Even Yun Jin was slightly shocked.
It seemed everyone who had gotten word had fought desperately to make their way here.
"From the hundred thousand, after the first trial, only two thousand advanced to the second trial.
Among these two thousand, another strict selection will be made, one in ten. In the end, only two hundred will join Wushuang Sect!" An Tong's head was high, his tone full of pride as he spoke.
Even if Qingxiao Pavilion opened up its doors for recruitment, it might not be able to draw such a grand scene.
Wushuang Sect had truly shaken the continent!
"Good, good, not bad at all." Yun Jin responded casually.
"Now, where would be the best place to put the Celestial Divine Palace…"
"Young Master!" An Tong was a little exasperated. "That's your reaction?"
Yun Jin stopped, patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly, "An Tong, this sort of scene will happen again at every recruitment from now on. You'd better get used to it. If you get all flustered every single time, won't that be a disgrace to our Wushuang Sect?
Our sect is invincible by nature. It's they who are scrambling for the fortune of joining us. As for us? There's no need to feel joy at their scrambling. It's only right and proper. Do you understand?" Yun Jin's expression was calm and detached.
An Tong listened, dazed, and began reflecting inwardly.
She was right.
Had he become too excitable?
Thankfully, his Young Master had reminded him.
"And most importantly…" Yun Jin's eyes gleamed. "Bragging to me is useless! Did you record the recruitment scenes? If The Yun Jin Saga: Part III doesn't show this, I won't watch it."
An Tong: "..."
At this point, he truly couldn't tell whether Yun Jin was being low-key or high-key.
But he still answered, "Shi Yu and Shi Shi recorded the entire process."
"Excellent! No wonder I chose them as my cameraman and editor." Yun Jin was very satisfied.
While she spoke, she finished choosing the location.
The Celestial Divine Palace would be placed halfway up the highest mountain of Wushuang Sect.
The peak was the territory where the Sword Spirit resided. Disciples of Wushuang Sect often visited to spar and seek pointers from the Sword Spirit. Since they would be passing by anyway, it would add a bit of thrill along the way.
"An Tong, step aside," Yun Jin said.
An Tong quickly moved away.
The Palace Pearl hovered before Yun Jin.
With a thought, she set down the Celestial Divine Palace.
Though it did not occupy much space, such a divine artifact could expand or contract. Once inside, one would naturally realize what boundless meant.
Yun Jin then released Zhu Zhu and Yuan Yuan.
"Zhu Zhu, you love making games, don't you?" Yun Jin chuckled. "Make one as an initiation ritual for new disciples! Make it exciting and fun, best with a ranking system. Those who place high, reward them freely."
"Master, you're letting me make a game?" Zhu Zhu's eyes shone.
After being subdued, she had thought she would never get to pursue this hobby again.
"Why not? Back in the Trial Space, you didn't have much chance to show your skills. Now, these new disciples can serve as your test players! As long as you don't kill them or cripple them, and give them some benefits in the end, I guarantee they'll love it." Yun Jin said with natural certainty.
An Tong stood off to the side, utterly bewildered.
But at the words "as long as you don't kill or cripple them," he could not help but shiver.
"Thank you, Master!" Zhu Zhu was moved to tears. "I'll make the best game ever!"
"Yuan Yuan, you handle setting the difficulty and rewards," Yun Jin added with a smile. "All those miscellaneous items in the palace can be handed out as prizes. I also stored quite a bit inside—use whatever you like."