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the older disciple of the number one generation in Yihua Palace. There were more than thirty thousand people there, and most of them had already stopped at the Heavenly Dipper Stage realm for a long time.
There were even thousands of people who had already stepped foot into the Ichthyosaur Stage.
As for the second batch of 100,000 people, they were also at the Heavenly Dipper Realm.
Just based on the resources these people had, they still needed a huge amount of it every day.
Moreover, the new disciples that were recruited by the hundreds of thousands were all talented people, and came from the hundreds of millions of children in Southland.
Although these people didn't have much resources for cultivation alone, the total amount they received was astronomical.
Furthermore, just a few months or so later, there were already people who quickly stepped into the Earthly Astral Realm Realm.
If not for the support of the bank and the Yihong courtyard, it was possible that the Yihua Palace would collapse after spending so much energy in just a few days.
A sect's training wasn't equal to a single person!
The Spiritual Medicine Garden in the small world had long since become so vast that one couldn't see the end of it.
Unless it was a very precious seed that was hard to obtain, the spirit medicine seeds recruited by the various Yihong courtyard s had already reached hundreds of thousands.
Furthermore, what the Yihua Palace lacked the most was people, and there was also an endless expanse of land!
Almost every night, there would be disciples to lead these children to cultivate and reclaim the spirit medicine they grew.
Basic spirit medicines were absolutely sufficient.
Almost every year, the Frigid Immortal Domain's Pill Hall would hand in a large amount of basic pills.
Furthermore, the alchemists in the Yihua Palace had started to grow as well. A large number of elixirs had already flooded the market.
This was a very large sect's operation.
It was simply impossible to do so just by relying on an existence that shared the same conviction as Ye Fan.
Amongst them, there were people who were like Shi Ran, whom Ran Tianlan had nurtured with great effort.
At this moment, on the peak of the floating island, layers and layers of cosmic power flowed down like a tide.
The Eight Treasures Linglong Ruler still blocked the aura being emitted by the Celestial Star Map for Ye Fan.
He was not confident enough to be able to do whatever he wanted in the Jin Dynasty!
Boundless God Power was rampaging through Ye Fan's veins and tendons, like a great river, the aura was turbulent and terrifying.
The second level of the Celestial Star Map, the third of the twelve stars, was frantically absorbing the divine power.
He had cultivated here for an entire month in order to reach the third star.
On top of the mountain peak, Ye Fan was not the only person.
After stabilizing the matter of recruiting disciples, Ye Linger had been cultivating by Ye Fan's side the entire time.
It was her brother!
As for the others, they were not allowed to set foot on the peak.
Ye Linger's life-force, was also gradually strengthening as he trained bit by bit.
All of the affairs in the outside world were managed by the azure-robed clone.
At the back of the mountain, within the altar within the mountain stream.
Ye Qingchen, who was guarding the several hundred thousand Primordial Spirit Lifestyle, suddenly had a drastic change in expression as he looked at the few remaining life lamps.
The life lamp of the little white-dragon, actually flickered on and off.
Not good!
Once the Primordial Spirit Lifestyle is killed, it would mean the death of the warrior's soul.
If it was the Fate Lantern below, it would be fine, but the little white-dragon was a highly regarded elder of Ye Fan!
Ye Qingchen immediately turned into a ray of light and shot towards the summit of the mountain.
With her understanding of Ye Fan after following him for so long, if the little white-dragon fell, the entire continent would probably not be at peace.
Even if it was the existence of the Three Major Sects, Ye Fan would still lift the other person's head.
This was an important matter!
On the peak of the mountain, the sound of something tearing through the air echoed out.
Obviously, Ye Fan had reached the critical stage of his cultivation.