"The number destined by the heavens has actually increased," Yi Feng mumbled in disbelief.
"Good heavens! How could the number destined by the heavens increase so drastically in such a short period of time?" Qing Huan exclaimed in shock.
Mie Shi felt like his head was about to explode.
He knew that the last time he had been updated on the numbers destined by the heavens was ten years ago, when there were only two hundred and thirty-four in total.
That number represented the accumulation over countless eons, consisting of people with special identities like transmigrators and reincarnators. Although their current strength may not be powerful, they all inherited exceptional fortune and promising futures setting them apart from ordinary people.
These people were truly the proud children of the heavens and favorites of the divine.
It took countless eons to accumulate to just two hundred and thirty-four people. But now, after a mere decade, that figure had soared to over three hundred.
In other words, more than sixty of these proud children of heaven had emerged in the short span of ten years.
But what made his scalp tingle even more was that the number did not stop at three hundred.
Instead, it continued soaring at an even more staggering pace.
Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand...
Two thousand, three thousand, four thousand...
Eventually, it broke past ten thousand!
Mie Shi was already gaping in astounded horror, unable to find the words to describe his shock.
Finally, Mie Shi was completely numbed.
And after breaking past ten thousand, the numbers continued to skyrocket wildly.
Fifteen thousand, twenty thousand, twenty-five thousand...
Until finally, it stopped at ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine.
Mie Shi felt his legs turn soft as his body trembled uncontrollably.
He finally understood why that being had used the power of astrology to inform him of the updated numbers destined by the heavens.
It was because an earth-shattering change of astronomical proportions had occurred.
Everything was in chaos.
The order of everything had been completely upended.
It took numerous eons to accumulate just two hundred and thirty-four destined ones.
Yet in the span of a decade, that figure had shot up to close to a hundred thousand.
This completely exceeded his ability to comprehend.
The existence of even one proud child of heaven could cause some turmoil on the continent.
With ten thousand of them existing concurrently in the same era, one could imagine the kind of earth-shattering friction that would occur.
"Everyone on the island is family. It's impossible for major conflicts to happen between them in this lifetime!"
While chatting idly about fishing, Lu Qingshan brought up his concerns over potential conflict. Yi Feng just smiled and said while looking up at the darkening sky,
"Let's head back. It's getting late."
Lu Qingshan hastily packed up the fishing gear and trotted after Yi Feng.
Upon returning to Tian Di Men, Yi Feng inexplicably felt irritated despite originally being in good spirits.
By now, he was growing increasingly dissatisfied with his disciples.
After gathering and scolding them last time, he assumed they would behave for at least a few days and at least pretend to be diligent for his sake.
But no, they were becoming more and more outrageous.
Previously, he could at least see some of them moving about. But now, they just holed themselves up in the library pavilion doing jack all day long, only reading web novels and comic books.
They were practically disregarding their master!
This infuriated Yi Feng to no end.
"Qing Huan, gather them," Yi Feng commanded in a dark voice.
Instantly, Qing Huan's voice resounded throughout Tian Di Men.
In the library pavilion, everyone raised their heads upon hearing the call.
"Hurry hurry! Master is calling us!"
"We get to see Master again!"
"I wonder what instructions Master has for us this time!"
In no time, dozens of disciples had gathered in the square, awaiting Yi Feng's lecture.
Seeing this bunch of useless freeloaders instantly put Yi Feng in a foul mood.
"What's so fun about cooping yourselves up in the library all day, you useless bunch?" Yi Feng scolded.
"Just look at the sorry state you're all in."
"And you! You've become a fat lazy slob."
"Why don't you go out for some fresh air?"
"Are the young ladies outside not pretty enough, or is the air not fresh enough for you all!?"
Yi Feng berated with a stern face, "Surely it's better than rotting away inside that library pavilion right? As long as you go out and find something to occupy yourselves, it has got to be better than that!"
"Let me make this clear. From today onwards, if I catch any of you continuing to freeload in that lazy manner, you can pack up and get lost!"
Yi Feng finished in an icy tone before turning to leave.
They think they can freeload off Tian Di Men and fleece him? No way!
After Yi Feng left, the disciples broke out into hushed discussion.
"Master, what did he mean by that?"
"Yes, Master is not usually so harsh. Why was he suddenly so stern today?"
Everyone wore grave expressions as they guessed at the reason.
At this moment, Su Yunyun stepped forward and said, "I think Master is right. We should go out more."
"Ah, Senior Sister, is that what Master meant?" Everyone looked towards Su Yunyun and asked, "But what exactly does Master want us to do outside?"
"Didn't Master make it very clear?"
"Find something to occupy ourselves."
"That's right. Find something to do!"
Su Yunyun said meaningfully.
Hearing this, the disciples' eyes lit up as understanding dawned on them.
As Master's disciples, as disciples of Tian Di Men, how could they remain cooped up behind the mountain gate every day?
Naturally, they should be out there making a name for themselves on the continent, even conquering the entire land beneath their feet!