This piece of news made a lot of mortals that are nervous about their decision cry in joy. They made a single decision, it is to throw away all their previous lands and to move here in order for a chance so that their lives will go for the better. They only did it just for a chance.

These mortal families already sold all of their a.s.sets to travel and gambled everything to fate. They had been neglected so much by the Kingdom and could only pay taxes to survive and get some protection against Demonic Beasts attacks.

Immediately, all those that were nervous about them getting accepted felt something heavy was removed from their shoulders, their heartfelt light as they looked at Mo Xie with tears on their eyes.

They are looking at him with deep grat.i.tude and respect and in their heart; 'I will follow you with my life, Sect leader.'

Even if they are mere mortals, they will do what they can to pay this grat.i.tude.

As sectless families, they are really dependent on their selves, but once they join a sect, their hard work will be exchanged with something else, whether if they want food, clothes, tools, and such, they can be exchanged with their own products instead of it turning into taxes.

Mo Xie then looked at the other three gates: "These three is for those that wish to enter as a Mo Family's subsidiary sect."

"From the tallest one, that sect no matter, if they are big or small, will be able to live and be located at the third level, they will be located there together with the other guilds."

"The medium-sized ones will be located at the 4th level, these will be the place for the public markets and auctions of both low and mid qualities."

"And lastly, the smallest one is where you`ll be inhabiting together with the mortal citizens, clans, and sects, that is the 1st level."

"What?! A subsidiary sect at the end will only be able to cohabitate with mortals?!" At this point, one of the heads of a small clan spoke, he knew his clan is merely a small one and its martial power is almost close to none, they merely focus on alchemy and production of materials.

Mo Xie looked at the location of that voice: "I merely stated what would happen if you fail, I already told you before, big or small, no matter your origin or power, if you can't pa.s.s the gates, then it will be just and fair."

Pausing for a bit, he closes his eyes before opening it again: "That is... in terms of the benefits of my Sect, and it means one thing to you too... It will be a benefit for all those under me. Understand?"

"I..." That clan's head stutters before bowing his head: "I was too impatient, please forgive me, Lord."

Mo Xie nods his head, he then looked at Shang Ting and asked: "Wife, do you have something to add? Something you wish to implement?"

Shang Ting nods her head, unlike Mo Xie who's head is full only with knowledge and fighting, Shang Ting is a n.o.blewoman at birth, she has advantages in terms of a clan's or sect's system much bigger than his.

Mo Xie let the triangular stone hover in front of Shang Ting.

Shang Ting has a veil and a silk hood to cover her appearance, her clothes thick and loose to not display her body, after all, in her mind, only her husband can see her body.

Shang Ting looks at the crowd and spoke: "I will be making some changes in the second level, other than my outer sect disciples and normal disciples staying there, we will also be making an Academy."

"Academy?"

The crowd started to chatter amongst themselves, the academy which Shang Ting proposed had already been lost in time, after all, it is merely a myth of the primeval era.

Mo Xie is familiar with this, but already forgotten it, this is a type of place where normal human beings can hone their skill, and some might have a chance to break through to become a cultivator.

Shang Ting, on the other hand, had always dreamed of making such a thing happen, she's a peace-loving woman after all. She looked at the crowd and noticed that almost 80% of the population gathered here are mortal families.

"Academy is mainly a place to teach students and hone their skills, both mortals and cultivators can attend and learn different kinds of things. Whether it be cultivation, alchemy, blacksmithing, medicine, and more."

Hearing her words, all of them felt enlightened.

Shang Ting then continued: "It will be a place for children under the age of twenty to grasp and make their talent, and skills grow. Sadly, this will not be free and would need to be paid with one gold tael every half year."

Hearing this, a lot of children felt trill; "Father, I want to go there!"

"Son... I..." The father felt burdened, although it sounds nice, one gold tael is a huge burden, especially to a farmer like him.

"Don't worry father, I`ll help with work so I can help you."

The father smiled bitterly, even if the whole family works, they will definitely be burdened, they might even die, still, he looked at his son and spoke: "I will definitely let you enter there."

Their whole family' saving even after selling their land and house only totaled to merely ten gold coins.

"Thank you, father." The son smiled as he hugged his father tightly.

The mother looked at the father and son duo and couldn't help crying.

This scene repeatedly occurred in the whole of the plains.

But Shang Ting's words didn't stop there: "We will also be posting a.s.signments, missions, orders, and more, for the students so they can earn money, well, that also depends on the request's difficulty."

Shang Ting spoke of these things in order to make people feel ease, no matter how big those requests are, in the end, it will all go back to the Mo Family, it is merely making people do things in order for them to be satiated.

If they do these requests, they can earn back the money they paid and even make more money to save. But all of those will basically return to the Mo Family, this is an ironclad law. If they wish to make the Mo Family flourish, they need to be firm and not only give but to also take, even the kind-hearted woman like Shang Ting know of that.

All the mortals felt overwhelmed, to them, Shang Ting represents kindness and Mo Xie represents strength, they started to look at Mo Xie and Shang Ting as a G.o.d and a G.o.ddess.

Shang Ting then opens her mouth again: "And lastly, I wish for there to be no discrimination between all of us, accept and help each other grow, this is the only way for our Sect, the Heavenly Suppressing sect to flourish."

Everyone looked at Shang Ting like they're looking at a G.o.ddess, such kind words, for a cultivator, a mortal's life is like that of an ant, killing one is definitely nothing to feel bad about, but Shang Ting's words caused them to feel blessed.

In their head, they all thought; 'We've made a great decision, it is a blessing indeed.'

Sadly, Shang Ting's words caused some displeasure to cultivators who took everything with pride, they worked so hard to reach their current state, but then, Shang Ting wants everyone to be equal?

Mo Xie retrieved the triangular stone, he knew of this displeasure himself, after all, which genius wants to be on equal footing with a beggar?

"But there will be some difference." Mo Xie spoke, looking at the crowd: "You must still possess respect, respect those that protect you and respect those that feed you, that is very common logic, but I will say this... The cultivators are there to protect the Mo Family, and they will deserve respect in terms of just that. If you wish to be respected, walk the path they had walked and made it so that others will respect you too. Understand!?"

"YES!"

Everyone replied simultaneously, their resolution is firm, Mo Xie's words became their rule.

"Now we will..." Mo Xie was about to start the trials, but he sensed something a few hundred meters away.

"ZHUDING!"

"MASTER!"

Zhuding from the bracelet transforms back into a mighty dragon. The three of them looked at the sky together, sensing something extremely eerie.

Pak~ Pak~ Pak~

A loud clap sounded, a few figures descended from the skies as they looked at Mo Xie and the other two.

Mo Xie felt shaken; "Two initial stage Immortal Foundation experts and thirty initial stage Heavenly Encompa.s.sing experts..."

These number of experts clearly isn't something that Mo Xie can handle.

"To think that even a mere two-star silver ranked can detect us, I might say, I'm impressed." One of the two immortal foundation experts spoke.

Mo Xie frowns, clearly, this isn't the tone of someone that wishes to discuss something peacefully: "To who do we owe the pleasure of such a grand visit?"

The old man leading them chuckles: "Oh, you can call us the Dark Guild, we come here to extend an invitation to the great medical saint to join us."

Mo Xie looked at them as he utters; "Dark Guild..."