Yang Fan's spiritual mind swept towards the outside of the city, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw that Li Miaocai, Ji Sicheng and other semi-emperor bosses were letting things go and did not take it upon themselves to cover up the breakthrough aura of these disciples for him like last time.
This is the result he wants most.
Ever since he accepted Ji Danyun as his disciple, Yang Fan had been ready to recruit many disciples, and the group of peak emperors and emperor-level warriors in front of him were just his deliberate introduction.
So far, the effect is pretty good.
The sensational scene caused by the simultaneous promotion of thirty-six peak emperors and eleven ordinary martial emperors in the city is enough to attract the attention of any human warrior or demon warrior within a hundred miles.
If nothing unexpected happens, it won’t take too long for this matter to spread throughout the entire human federation.
As for what kind of sensation and impact it would cause in the Demon Realm, Yang Fan was beyond his reach, and he didn't have the inclination to explore it.
What he cares most about is the realm of the human race. After this incident, how many high-level warriors from the human race will come to become their disciples and advance.
"As a warning from the sky, I really want to improve the martial arts strength of the entire human race in the Federation. I only care about giving without asking for anything in return. I just hope that the human race will become stronger and stronger!"
Yang Fan boasted about himself in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more it seemed that this was really what happened.
Putting aside his selfish desire to collect more trumpets, at least in the eyes of outsiders, what he is doing now is indeed constantly dedicating himself and working hard to help human warriors improve their own strength.
After all, he is the only one who understands the importance of gaining experience, and only he can hear the system prompts.
As long as he didn't take the initiative to talk about this matter, others would never guess what his real purpose was for being so desperate and arrogant, like a boy who was just trying to make money.
"Your apprentice Mu Yuanliang's qi and blood circulate for a week, and the qi and blood strength has increased. The qi and blood strength is +900. The percentage bonus of the sect's centripetal force has been successfully activated. You will automatically gain 50% of your apprentice Mu Yuanliang's practice experience. Bonus, Qi and blood strength +450.”
"Your apprentice Liu Baizhu's mental power has been running for a week, and his mental power has increased. His mental power is +300. The percentage bonus of the sect's centripetal force has been successfully stimulated. You will automatically obtain 40% of your apprentice Liu Baizhu's practice experience bonus. Strength +120."
"Your apprentice Jia Chunlan's Qi and blood have been circulating for a week, and the Qi and blood strength has increased. The Qi and blood strength is +1000, and the sect's centripetal force percentage bonus has been successfully activated..."
“…”
At this time, many of the disciples who had made the breakthrough consciously entered meditation practice on their own and continued to consolidate their current cultivation. A steady stream of energy, blood and spiritual experience also began to wash away Yang Fan's body.
Although the sect centripetal force of these disciples has not yet reached full value, these trumpets are all half-step emperors or high-level emperors after all. After practicing every week, they can contribute a considerable amount of training experience to Yang Fan. Considerable land.
Moreover, cultivation does not happen overnight. It does not mean that if these trumpets practice today, they will take a break and go on strike tomorrow.
In fact, most of these people are very conscious. In order to improve their cultivation strength as quickly as possible, they will always breathe spiritual power into their bodies every day, even without Yang Fan's urging.
It's not just them.
Among the more than a thousand disciples that Yang Fan had received before, almost at any time, there would be people who would continuously provide him with cultivation experience.
It's just that Yang Fan thought similar system prompts were too noisy, so he blocked most of them directly. Otherwise, his ears would be buzzing and dinging endlessly throughout the day.
"We must hurry up and maximize the centripetal force of these small sects, otherwise we will feel a bit at a loss."
Yang Fan's eyes swept over the forty-seven people sitting cross-legged below, and his ears heard from time to time the cultivation experience he learned from them.
Most of them are 40 to 50 percent, and more than half of their cultivation experience is wasted.
Moreover, later, after these people's cultivation becomes stable, they will inevitably devour the soul refining elixirs or other heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Yang Fan gave them before.
If the sect lacks experience in centripetal force, the effectiveness of these elixirs and genius treasures will be greatly reduced.
Why did Yang Fan so generously reward his disciples with these resources for free? Isn't it because he wanted to cash in the experience of these resources from them
If most of it was wasted because of the centripetal force of the sect, would he lose
"Ouch~!"
When the disciples below were waking up from their trance, Yang Fan suddenly turned pale and couldn't help but scream in pain. Then he raised his hand to cover his head, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.
"Master! What's wrong with you?!"
"master!"
"Master..."
All the disciples, especially Ling Tian, An Sheng, and Tian Feiyao who had been standing next to Yang Fan, exclaimed at the same time, quickly came to Yang Fan's side, and asked worriedly.
Next to them, Lan Yuanqing, Sima Xuefeng, and Gu Yang also turned to look at Yang Fan in great surprise.
Yang Fan is now the big treasure of the entire human race and the entire federation, and no accident can happen in front of them no matter what.
"Brother Yang Fan, what's wrong with you?"
"Elder Yang Fan, but he suffered backlash because his soul source was exhausted?"
Several people also expressed their greetings. Among them, Mei Cailan, as the vice president of the Mentalist Association, could see at a glance the root cause of Yang Fan's current problem.
"Ahem!"
"I'm fine. Don't worry. It's just that when I was giving initiations to these disciples whose cultivation levels were much higher than mine, I consumed too much and hurt my soul."
"But it doesn't matter. I have a lot of elixirs and precious medicines, and I will be able to recover soon... Poof~!!"
As he spoke, Yang Fan spurted out another mouthful of old blood, his face became even paler, and he looked extremely weak.
"Master~!"
"Master, please take care! It's all because of us that the master actually hurt his origin. If we had known this, it wouldn't have mattered even if the disciple advanced later!"
"master-"
When the forty-seven disciples in the hall saw this, they immediately became panicked. Some were moved to tears, and some knelt down directly in front of Yang Fan with a plop.
Among them, Jia Chunlan and Liu Baizhu performed the most eye-catchingly. The two immediately rushed in front of Yang Fan and hugged Yang Fan's thighs. With tears and runny noses running down their faces, they looked like they were kneeling down to worship their reborn parents.
"Please, master, never care so little about your body again!"
"It's not worth it for us incompetent disciples. I would rather advance to a breakthrough for the rest of my life than see you, master, so haggard and injured. I feel so sorry for you..."
"Master Gao Yi, my disciple did not expect that in order for us to advance smoothly, you would silently sacrifice so much, even hurting the origin of your own soul..."
"My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, and my mentor is the one who raised me. Master, even if I work like a cow or a horse in this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay your kindness to my disciple..."
Letting the two of them hug his thighs, Yang Fan looked at them with a look of relief.
Talent, this is it.
To express all the things he wanted to say but couldn't say directly directly so sincerely, these two trumpets were like roundworms in his stomach.
Yang Fan silently wrote down their two names in his heart.
"Jia Chunlan and Liu Baizhu, well, they are all good seedlings worth cultivating. From now on, the propaganda ministers of the sect must be these two. We must focus on cultivating them."
Yang Fan wrote down the names of Jia Chunlan and Liu Baizhu in a small notebook. Regardless of whether what these two people just said was intentional or unintentional, at least the effect was so good that it exploded.
They successfully induced the emotions of the brothers and sisters behind them, and the effect was no less effective than Yang Fan's eloquent words.
"Ding! Your disciple Mu Yuanliang is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly enhanced, his loyalty to the sect has been greatly enhanced, his worship value +1, and his sect's centripetal force +20."
"Ding! Your disciple Song Ange is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved, his loyalty to the sect has been greatly improved, his worship value +2, and his sect's centripetal force +20."
"Ding! Your apprentice Xu Guangyuan is in a excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved..."
Soon, the corresponding system prompts sounded in Yang Fan's ears.
The forty-seven new disciples present, as well as old disciples such as Ling Tian, An Sheng, and Sang Duoduo, all generously contributed twenty points of sect experience to Yang Fan.
With one mouthful of blood, I gained so much experience in the sect, and gained so many grateful and adoring looks from the disciples and trumpets. It was so worth it!
Yang Fan felt very relieved, but he couldn't overdo the drama. After all, he was planning to recruit more Peak Emperor Primers. If he just pretended to be sick and dragged him down now, he wouldn't be able to perform the rest of the drama.
Therefore, after gaining a wave of favorability and sect experience, Yang Fan promptly took out half a pot of Emperor Spirit Wine, several Emperor Spirit Fruits, and some Emperor Spirit Fruits from the storage space before he was about to faint. There are countless other treasures that can replenish the source of the soul, and they are constantly stuffed into his mouth.
At the same time, advanced healing techniques were given to me for free.
Soon, the elixir entered his stomach, the treatment fluctuations stopped, the consumed mental power and soul source were replenished in time, and Yang Fan's complexion became rosy and healthy in a very short period of time.
"Okay, it's just a minor injury. It won't save my life. Don't forget, my teacher is a doctor himself and knows the severity."
Yang Fan took a long breath, waved to the disciples who were kneeling below and said:
"Everyone, get up, our Demon Slayer Sect is not interested in this. If you really feel bad about it, don't be lazy in the future, practice harder, and if you have the chance, hunt down more high-level monsters for your master and come back!"
(End of chapter)