Chapter 911. Schemes.

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The last year has been relatively active but also relaxing. The girls went out several times to war for strategic spots around the area and secure the surroundings. Yasenia had been out with them as a commander, telling them which points and locations were important to defend.

Because there were so many conflict places, the number of deaths was escalating to really absurd degrees. This prompted sects to start lowering the standard for acceptance to "refill" their sect members as quickly as possible.

For new cultivators, choosing a sect or a power to join nowadays had never been so complicated. Depending on where you lived, there would be a main power that kept an eye on who was joining where, and using low-level thugs, threatening people into joining their camp was a more common occurrence.

Stronger cultivators preying on weaker cultivators has always been something happening everywhere. If someone's family had a Third Realm cultivator, families who didn't would dare not offend them unless they knew similarly strong people who could protect them.

Then, because cultivators usually focused on cultivating and becoming stronger, the number of parents disregarding their children and using maids or other types of servants to bring them up was common practice.

This meant that the morals of many cultivators were slightly twisted because, since they were very little, they knew that people around them must obey them. This habit was difficult to convert into an honest trait as the person grew, eventually creating the typical and all too common young master.

Moreover, since the parents were not long with their children, pampering them out of guilt was expected, making it even worse.

During war situations, the parents who were affiliated with certain powers would tell their children to join that power and often villainize others, making those children hate anyone who didn't follow their own beliefs.

This didn't look like much of a problem, but when it happened worldwide, the addition of all minor conflicts could become a significant issue. When our girls were not fighting on the front lines, they were doing one of the following things.

Cultivating, practicing their professions, or stopping minor conflicts all across the place.

Today, Yasenia received a complaint from a Supreme Elder, meaning a person inside the high-level Epoch Core bracket, one of the strongest in the sect outside of Yasenia's personal forces.

"Sect Master, if you don't lower your entrance standards soon, other powers will get the disciples, and we might lose because we exhaust our resources instead because of a lack of strength!"

Yasenia looked at the elderly woman from a canine race and asked. "Elder Dai, in a war, are top-level fighters more important or low-level fighters?"

The elderly woman sighed. "I know top-level fighters are more critical, but a sect can't survive with just top-level experts! We need low levels so that those with talent can express it and feel special."

Yasenia asked. "Why should they feel special?" She raised her eyebrow and continued. "Do you think that competing against similarly talented people will stunt their progress? Won't they work harder to overcome those people, feeding into their own talent and becoming stronger?"

Elder Dai argued. "But many of those good seeds will be stomped by the hardworking talents. You will lose geniuses that other sects would fight to get!"

Yasenia retorted. "If a genius doesn't work hard and makes use of their gift, then that's their problem. I won't give talented people a few punching bags to release their pent-up feelings on and feel better about themselves."

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