Chapter 970: Not Easy to be a Bad Guy
Ying Prefecture, Suining Mountain.
The difficulty of establishing the Morning Dew Sect actually exceeded Feng Liu’s expectations. This man, now firmly recognized as the number one among itinerant cultivators, had sufficient realm and cultivation, but when it came to how to run a sect, it was somewhat difficult for him.
It was not that he truly lacked the ability; rather, Feng Liu had long been used to a carefree life. If he really had to worry about everything, it would be nothing short of torment for him.
But fortunately, because Feng Liu’s name was renowned enough, once news spread that the Morning Dew Sect was being established, and that he himself would serve as the first sect master, many independent cultivators soon came upon hearing his reputation, seeking to join the Morning Dew Sect. Over these days, the mountain conducted selection after selection, and in the end, more than eight hundred people remained on the mountain.
These eight hundred people were not like young disciples who had yet to begin cultivation; they all genuinely already possessed realms, only differing in level.
It could be said that with these eight hundred people, the Morning Dew Sect leapt in a single bound into becoming a first-rate sect of the present age. Moreover, with Feng Liu and another powerhouse at the end of Nepenthe present, the Morning Dew Sect would never be easily provoked thereafter.
However, while Feng Liu could rely on his reputation to gather itinerant cultivators from across the world, once they came up the mountain, how to arrange them, what positions they should hold, and how to allocate their monthly stipends, all of this painstaking work was handled by the vice sect master, Xu Fuchen.
Fortunately, there was him; otherwise, this Morning Dew Sect would probably just be an empty shell, a loose and disorganized group.
Feng Liu set up a thatched hut at the summit of the back mountain. It was not large, but it served as the sect master’s residence. Precisely because Feng Liu himself lived in such a simple dwelling, the independent cultivators who later came up the mountain, even those with some reputation, did not dare to make excessive demands. After all, the dignified number one independent cultivator, the sect master of the Morning Dew Sect, lived in such a crude hut; if they still made demands, it would simply show a lack of awareness.