Hours before the sect selection assessment, in the morning five figures stand around in a circle hollering back and forth at each other, each one blaming another for having lost all their money again. "You're always coming up with some kind of scheme Kiago, all I'm saying is this time it better work or I'm done with you for good!" The man turns to face someone that looks remarkably familiar and says, "Christoff, I told you before, it's Ra Kitza now and since I'm the sect leader at least in name you have to show me respect in public. Otherwise, no one will ever believe our ruse!"
"The way I see it, the only absolutely stable source of income are the sects. Since the King would send resources to all sects regardless of strength depending on the number of disciples. With one disciple a sect would receive one hundred gold a month as the base standard. Ten pieces of gold were enough to feed a family of four for a little under a week so one could imagine the value of the coins.
All of the surrounding figures nodded their heads silently, "Yes, Sect Leader!" they all replied in unison and Kiag… I mean Ra Kitza had a faint smile on his face. "This year our goal is to collect our very own disciple, what every great sect needs to start is a big fat cash cow!" All we need to do is wait until the end of the selection and select one of the lower spirit root newly awakened and bring them back to the sect to register and that's it. If we get someone with a low spirit root, then no one will expect them to advance quickly or at all!"
The clock chimes the hour before the awakening ceremony as the newly formed Dragon Buster sect prepares, soon Ra Kitza dons his pure white robe and begins to walk toward the center of the city, the medallion given to him by Oda to bring the disciple back to the sect was only a one-time use item. Oda had said that it was best to use flashy items to convince the disciple of the authenticity of the newly founded sect. As long as he didn't become suspicious, everything else was all right!
"Only a week ago we all got fired from our construction jobs, now we are posing as the esteemed elders of a sect. It's too unreal!" Oda, used to swinging a sledgehammer, now had to assume the role of a martial Dao instructor. "This is going to be our biggest scheme yet, if this one works out then we don't have to look for another scheme in the future!" Ra Kitza yells back to him in a way that makes it seem like this is the end goal for him. Thinking about what life would be like if they had three or more disciples what would their income look like!?
Ra Kitza entered into the city after forty minutes or so and quickly made his way to the city center. As he approaches the podium where the sect leaders are meant to stand, he can't help but look around at all the young newly awakened ready to be selected by a sect and begin their formal guided cultivation training. As his eyes flicker around he spots a few handsome young men among the crowd, it wouldn't be bad to have a handsome disciple at least he can aim for 'that Dao.' (Wink Face) As he makes his way to the corner of the stage to occupy a small space out of the way he sees other sects choosing their new disciples. Sects that had more of a history had a chance to personally select their disciples from the first one hundred and fifty awakened.