Chapter 3: Do Your Best, and Listen to Destiny
Chapter 3: Do Your Best, and Listen to Destiny
If there were only a few disciples, and only the five elders and myself, the sect master...
Those who come to pay respects would probably take one look and leave.
Who would dare to come to such a sect?
There are seven disciples, regardless of talent and strength, at least there are more disciples than the management, and it seems 'healthier'.
Moreover, for those who have not yet entered the sect and haven't started their cultivation journey, they are at least considered to have entered the path of cultivation, and have opened several profound gates of 'cultivators'.
It is what it is, but at least they aren't that unbearable to ordinary people.
"Three days later."
As the five elders thought, Lin Fan also believed that three days later would be the last chance for the Moon Grasp Sect.
Opening the mountain gate and recruiting disciples is an annual event.
All major sects are like this, and the time has long been fixed.
So every time this period comes, those who seek immortality and want to enter the profound gates will rush to sign up. As for choosing which sect, that's their business.
Change the time? Open the mountain gate every day?
That's fine, but who will come?
Those who want to come will come that day, those who don't, you open the door and there's no point.
Moreover, if I really crossed into the game, or the game's fantasy world, then at the latest, there will be a sect annihilation crisis at the latest.
If you can't receive a reliable one during this time, the sect will develop slightly, and the probability of the next year's date being my death day is very high.
The remaining small probability is that I will die before next year's date.
"It's time to prepare well."
"Also..."
"Sigh, it's up to luck."
"But don't games usually have a newbie gift? I don't ask you to draw an SSR hero, but at least give me an A-rank guarantee? Otherwise, it's really hard to live!"
Lin Fan prayed like this.
But this guy doesn't believe in gods or Buddhas.
Because the gods and Buddhas haven't helped him.
It's just that I'm thinking of having some psychological comfort.
"Sitting and waiting for death isn't my style. Although I changed the sect rules, it's still not enough. I have to think of other ways!" This guy pondered.
Even if you listen to destiny, there must be a premise—do your best!
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Thinking about it.
"Advertising."
In the end, he decided to advertise.
In this era, of course, there's no network, television, or the like, but it's not entirely impossible.
Can't we hang banners? If there's no money to buy banners, can we at least carve words on stones?
At least the five elders are all Heaven Pore Realm cultivators; this matter should still be manageable for them.
It's just that they'll have to work hard to go down the mountain.
Afterwards, he found the five elders and told them all his thoughts.
The five elders looked at each other, and in the end, the Great Elder said, "Sect Master, we are not here to rebut, nor are we not executing. However, there is one matter that we must inform the Sect Master."
"Great Elder, please speak."
"It's embarrassing to say, but our sect's resources are tight.
He smiled bitterly, "Mainly, there's no industry, and the sect's territory is only left with this mountain peak. In the past, this mountain peak was just one of the outer peaks of our Moon Grasp Sect, and there weren't any good things originally."
"To satisfy the current consumption, and to cultivate ten new disciple is already the limit."
"So..."
"So that's how it is."
Lin Fan's expression didn't change, "I've already guessed it roughly."
How many resources can such a declining sect have?
I'm mentally prepared.
"However, rest assured, Elders, my intention is only to let more people come to worship the mountain. With a larger base, the chances of geniuses will naturally be higher."
"Besides, did the Elders forget the new rules I set?"
The Great Elder finally relaxed, "As long as the Sect Master understands, we'll go down the mountain now."
Before leaving, he handed Lin Fan a jade token, "If there's an emergency, the Sect Master can destroy the token, and we'll sense it and return immediately."
"Okay, hard work, Elders."
Lin Fan took it and smiled, nodding.
Not long after, the five elders all turned into streams of light and disappeared, each in a different direction.
In the southwest region, there are over ten million Spirit Mountains!
Most of them are relatively scattered.
The area where the Moon Grasp Sect is located, however, has over a hundred thousand Spirit Mountains gathered. Originally, the Moon Grasp Sect occupied a thousand Spirit Mountains, and at that time, it was the undisputed king of the land.
But times have changed...
Nowadays, there are over ten thousand Sects gathered in this area.
The smaller ones are like the Moon Grasp Sect, with only one ordinary mountain.
Large Sects occupy thousands of Spirit Mountains, and there are also quite a few.
There's also a super Sect occupying over twenty thousand Spirit Mountains—the Moonlight Sect.
Speaking of which, this Moonlight Sect was originally the rival of the Moon Grasp Sect. In those years, it was suppressed by the Moon Grasp Sect for many years, until the Moon Grasp Sect gradually declined and faded, and the Moonlight Sect began to rise vigorously!
During those years, it occupied most of the Moon Grasp Sect's territory, and the rest were divided by other Sects...
Up till now, the Moonlight Sect is already more than twice as powerful as the Moon Grasp Sect during its peak.
Standing on the mountain, Lin Fan sighed in the cold wind.
"Moonlight, Moon Grasp."
"Both names have the word 'moon,' but they have the real moon, and we want to grasp the moon..."
"But now, they probably won't even look at us, right?"
"But there's also a possibility that the Moon Grasp Sect has been getting worse and worse over the years, which is related to the Moonlight Sect."
"Perhaps, their ruler is a pervert, not seeking instant annihilation."
"Isn't there such a possibility, but now thinking about these is still too far away."
What Lin Fan has to do is to let the elders advertise on the road to various Sects...
Hang banners, write on the ground, carve on stones, or on tree trunks.
In short, grab people if you can.
And given the current pitiful situation of the Moon Grasp Sect, Lin Fan doesn't dare to be too outrageous, so the slogan is still quite restrained.
...
Peach Valley, one of the roads leading to the Peach Sect.
From the northwest direction, people who want to worship the mountain and have low cultivation will all pass by.
At this moment, many people are on their way.
But halfway through, they suddenly stopped.
"What is this?"
"So many words!"
"Is it a technique? Secret Art!?"
"Pff, you don't even recognize the characters, and you want to worship the Profound Gate and become a Cultivator? What a joke!"
"Not recognizing it is also fine. Those with aspirations, things will eventually be accomplished!"
"Cough, stop the noise. Can someone tell me what this is?"
The crowd was noisy, after all, they were all 'competitors,' and their tone naturally wouldn't be too kind.
"It's something written by the Moon Grasp Sect."
"Moon Grasp Sect? What Sect is this? I've never heard of it."
"What they wrote..."
"What is it?" People who couldn't read surrounded him.
"Is it true?!" That person muttered, making the people who couldn't read almost erupt.
(End of Chapter)
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