As everybody looked on, the three hundred or so new recruits left with their new employers.

Their departure had left all sorts of topics for the others to talk about. Of course, the most talked about topic among all of them were the massive amount of resources that the Cheng’s have.

Other than that subject, many others looked up to Sacred Land Zhongyuan. Surely but surely, many had already reviewed being able to join the Cheng’s as a prestige. 

Everybody more or less knew he was, indeed, the number one winner with the exception of the six martial kings. It couldn’t be any one else but him.

The other cultivators had more or less accepted this fact when he appeared. Everybody was envy, but not a whole lot of jealousy. After all, in the world of the cultivators, the strong ones would be respected no matter who they were.

After his announcement, Mo Xuanzun ignored everyone below the stage and turned to the four martial kings together and asked nonchalantly, “You sure you want to join the Count’s Court and be loyal to them?”

“Yes!”

The four cupped their hands and responded without hesitation.