As the number of people increased, it was no longer feasible to wait outside the room, so everyone began waiting in front of the building each day.
At the same time, it also served the purpose of roll call.
Facing the greetings from numerous disciples, Wang Zijia nodded slightly and looked around, spotting a few new faces.
Compared to the initial few cats and dogs, there were now over a dozen children, seven or eight years old.
Even more were half-grown kids, with boys in the majority and quite a few girls as well—all of them servants and Taoist Boys under him!
And he hadn't actively sought any of them out; they were all pushed on him from various places!
Moreover, each of them came from no humble background, rather, most had quite the pedigree.
At the very least, they were the leading descendants of a Heavenly Immortal Level clan, potential future leaders, and even heirs.
They had been gradually sent to him as Wang Zijia's influence slowly grew.
