The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Si Tianchi curled his lips in satisfaction, "You were able to attract three Five Elements Tribulations when you were building your foundation, which is enough to prove your talent in the Path of Blood.

However, your cultivation and strength are still too immature compared to some veterans who have been practicing in the Foundation Establishment Realm for many years.

Only a genius who can grow up is a true genius, do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!"

"Okay, as long as you understand, this is a little gift from Master. Go down."

Si Tianchi waved his hand, and a storage bag flew to Meng Wan.

"Thank you for the reward, Master!"

Meng Wan bowed politely before leaving the hall.

Before she had time to check what was in the storage bag, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar walked quickly towards her and said with a smile on his face.

"Is this Senior Sister Meng? My name is Sun Yang. Senior Si has already told me to follow your orders from today on."

Meng Wan glanced at Sun Yang, then suddenly raised her hand and patted Sun Yang's shoulder.

This palm strike did not summon any spiritual energy or blood energy. If the relationship between the two people was better, it could even be seen as a joke between good friends.

However, the moment Meng Wan raised her hand, Sun Yang's pupils suddenly shrank and his back was immediately filled with a dense chill.

How did she suspect him when he hadn't even started?

Or did she simply want to intimidate herself?

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Sun Yang leaned back at the fastest speed he had ever run in his life.

But at this moment, Meng Wan's other hand moved.

"Oh!"

Meng Wan's left hand came across and hit Sun Yang's right waist directly. The huge force made Sun Yang be thrown out like a rag doll.

The moment he was knocked flying, Sun Yang’s fear reached its peak.

At this moment, fear filled his mind, making him unable to react further. He could only beg for mercy loudly based on his instinct for survival.

"Sister, spare your life!"

Meng Wan raised her hand and clenched her five fingers.

"Snapped!"

With a slight sound, something seemed to be crushed.

Sun Yang's body fell to the ground. He frowned and looked painful, but he got up and knelt down again regardless. He kowtowed frantically in the direction of Meng Wan, and his expression became more and more frightened.

Meng Wan walked slowly and stood in front of the other person.

"Did the master assign you to work under me?"

Sun Yang nodded hurriedly, hoping that Meng Wan would show leniency for the sake of Senior Si.

Meng Wan's gaze fell on Sun Yang's broken larynx, with a look of regret.

"What can a mute do? Just kill him."

Sun Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly had his pupils dilated. Before he could even think of resisting, he lost all consciousness.

After refining Sun Yang, Meng Wan took the storage ring from his finger, looked around, and casually glanced at the other people outside the hall.

"Sun Yang is dead, but I'm still short of a subordinate. Who among you is willing to share my worries?"

"I!"

"I am willing to serve you, Senior Sister!"

"Choose me. I have been building my foundation for five or six years. I know as much as Sun Yang!"

Everyone present, whether sincere or not, rushed to express their opinions.

Are you kidding? They saw clearly how Sun Lu died. What if this senior sister sent out an invitation and no one responded, and she killed them all in anger?

Meng Wan's gaze fell on the last person, who was a young man with fair skin and handsome looks.

Noticing Meng Wan's gaze on him, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

"What's your name?"

The young man took a deep breath and suppressed the nervousness in his heart, "Sister, my name is Jiang Fan."

"Jiang Fan, right? It's you."

Meng Wan let the Heartworm listen for a while, and did not hear any malice in the young man's voice, so she raised her chin slightly and pointed at the corpse on the ground.

"Here's your reward. Let's get started."

Jiang Fan thanked Meng Wan, put the corpse on the ground into the storage bag, then hurried to Meng Wan's side and stood a little behind her.

"What do you want to know, Senior Sister?"

Meng Wan raised her foot and walked towards the outside of the hall. "Let me talk about the sect rules first."

Jiang Fan did not dare to be careless, and quickly and carefully explained the rules of the sect from beginning to end. At the end, he took out a booklet and handed it to Meng Wan.

"Sister, everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Meng Wan glanced at the booklet, did not pick it up, and walked forward on her own.

Jiang Fan looked a little embarrassed, but seeing that his senior sister trusted him so much, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Jiang Fan put the booklet away and was wondering what to say when he heard his senior sister suddenly ask.

"Where is this place?"

Jiang Fan quickly put away his thoughts, "This mountain is called Blood Goose Mountain, it is Senior Ding's dojo."

Meng Wan nodded slightly, "How many disciples are there in this Blood Goose Mountain, and what are their cultivation levels?"

"There are more than 200 foundation-building cultivators in Blood Swallow Mountain, including more than 140 in the early stage of foundation-building, more than 50 in the middle stage of foundation-building, and more than 20 in the late stage of foundation-building."

Jiang Fan answered in great detail.

"It's just a Blood Swallow Mountain, but there are so many foundation-building cultivators?"

Meng Wan was a little surprised. She seemed to have underestimated the strength of the Demon Sect's largest sect.

In the Xuanyin Sect, there are many places like Xueyan Mountain, a place for Jindan cultivators.

“Senior sister, you don’t know that among these two hundred cultivators, only less than one-third of them stayed in Blood Swallow Mountain.

The rest are either on sect missions or out treasure hunting or exploring secrets. "

Jiang Fan patiently explained, "There are also some people who don't want to participate in the fight, so they go to the relatively safe outer areas of the sect, or form gangs and connect with cultivators from other mountains..."

Meng Wan seemed to be thinking about something. "When you say to develop outside the sect, do you mean those foundation-building cultivators who are responsible for controlling and enslaving the Qi-refining cultivators? Such as Blood Lotus Seed and Dan Juezi?"

"Yes."

Although he didn't know the two cultivators that his senior sister was talking about, Jiang Fan still understood what she meant.

“Because the path of magic does not discriminate on aptitude, as long as one has spiritual roots, one can practice, so our Xuanyin Sect actually has no shortage of low-level disciples.

In addition to the disciples forcibly abducted from various major immortal cultivation cities and markets, there were also many cultivators who abandoned Taoism and cultivated magic, and took the initiative to join the sect. The Xuanyin Sect accepted all of them. "

After a little thought, Meng Wan understood why the number of disciples in the Xuanyin Sect far exceeded that of the other major sects.

All major immortal cultivation sects have strict requirements on the spiritual roots and talents of their disciples; even the number of outer disciples is fixed.

If they encounter someone with average talent or slightly lower purity, they will be directly rejected.

The more powerful the sect, the more so.

Even the Piao Miao Palace, which is also a demonic sect, does not accept just any disciple. They only accept handsome men and beautiful women with outstanding looks.

The Xuanyin Sect is not picky and will accept anyone as long as they are a cultivator, regardless of their talent or background.