Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

Yang Guo walked out of the courtyard. He instructed the young Taoist priest at the gate to invite the various grandmasters to the main hall of Chongyang Palace for a meeting.

One incense stick later. The main hall of Chongyang Palace.

Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, and Sun Bu'er sat on chairs on either side.

The other three are too ill to leave the hospital.

Yang Guo sat in the center of the large chair, the one representing the sect leader. He stood very straight.

Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Guo. He noticed that Yang Guo's complexion was rosy and his spirits were excellent today. His breathing was steady and strong. Qiu Chuji was very pleased. He felt that Yang Guo's internal strength had improved again.

Yang Guo didn't waste any words. He went straight to the point.

"I've invited several grandmasters here today to discuss the rules of our sect. I intend to reform the Quanzhen Sect," Yang Guo said in a loud voice that echoed throughout the hall.

Qiu Chuji and the others exchanged glances. The rules of the Quanzhen School were established by its founder, Wang Chongyang, and had remained unchanged for decades.

Wang Chuyi stroked his beard and asked, "Sect Leader, is there anything wrong with the current rules?"

Yang Guo nodded. He said, "This is very inappropriate. Our Quanzhen Sect has several thousand disciples. When we practice, everyone practices together in the courtyard. This is called the 'big pot teaching method.' All sorts of people are mixed together."

Yang Guo paused, then emphasized, "This kind of teaching method is simply unacceptable. Good talents are being wasted, and malicious people are getting mixed in. Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing are the best examples of this."

Upon hearing these two names, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi's expressions turned extremely ugly. These two were their personal disciples. It turned out that one had stolen the sect's most precious treasure, and the other harbored malicious intentions.

Yang Guo was telling the truth. They couldn't refute it. Qiu Chuji felt a pang of sorrow. He had always been a strong-willed man, but he had suffered two setbacks because of his disciples.

Seeing that they remained silent, Yang Guo continued to explain his plan.

"From now on, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect will be divided into two groups: outer disciples and inner disciples."

Sun Bu'er frowned. She asked, "How do you divide it?"

Yang Guo explained, "Those who have just arrived on the mountain and have poor martial arts skills will all stay in the outer sect. The outer sect disciples are responsible for the sect's chores, such as sweeping, carrying water, cooking, and growing vegetables. They are only taught the most basic internal energy cultivation and swordsmanship every day."

"If you want to learn advanced martial arts, you must enter the inner sect. Inner sect disciples don't have to do chores; their daily task is to focus on practicing martial arts."

Hao Datong asked, "Then how can one enter the inner sect? Is it determined by a martial arts competition?"

Yang Guo shook his head. "Martial arts skills alone aren't enough. Zhao Zhijing's martial arts are not low, but his character is extremely poor. To enter the inner sect, two things must be considered. First, the strength must meet the requirements. Second, the degree of contribution to the sect."

Yang Guo emphasized the words "contribution level".

He explained the concept in plain language.

"Going down the mountain to uphold justice, capturing a few bandits, and rescuing a few civilians—that's a contribution. Working diligently on the mountain and helping the sect solve problems—that's also a contribution. If a disciple obtains any martial arts fragments outside and hands them over to the sect, that's an even greater contribution."

"We will set up an accounting book. Everyone's contributions will be recorded in it. Only when you have enough strength and have accumulated enough contribution points can you be promoted to the inner sect."

"This is what you call testing both martial arts skills and loyalty. Those with wicked intentions will only ever be sweeping floors in the outer gate. Nobody can get away with this."

Qiu Chuji's eyes widened upon hearing this. He pondered it carefully. This rule was too perfect. In the past, they accepted disciples entirely based on the master's liking. There was no rigid standard at all. Now, with this contribution system, the disciples would definitely work harder, and the sect's atmosphere would change drastically.

Qiu Chuji exclaimed, "Excellent! This is an excellent method! I absolutely agree!"

The other three nodded in agreement.

Yang Guo took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. He still had a backup plan.

"Simply dividing people into inner and outer sects is not enough. The way martial arts are taught also needs to be changed. Everyone has their own aspirations, and we cannot force them. If everyone practices swordsmanship, it will be a waste of talent."

Yang Guo proposed setting up a special branch.

"Those who enjoy fighting and swordsmanship will all be enrolled in the Martial Arts Hall. Grandmaster Qiu will be in charge of teaching them. They will be dedicated to training the masters of our Quanzhen Sect. In the future, if we encounter external enemies, the Martial Arts Hall will step in directly."

"Those who enjoy tinkering with herbs and are meticulous will be assigned to the Alchemy Hall."

Yang Guo looked at Wang Chuyi. Wang Chuyi was usually well-versed in medicine.

Yang Guo said, "Grandmaster Wang, I'm entrusting this alchemy hall to you. I don't care how much money you spend. Use the silver in the sect's treasury as you see fit. Go buy the best medicinal herbs. Go buy the best alchemy furnaces."

Wang Chuyi hesitated for a moment: "Sect Leader, precious medicinal herbs are extremely expensive. The sect's expenses are high, and this money..."

"If you don't have enough money, go earn it. The Quanzhen Sect has so many properties and shops at the foot of the mountain, why would you leave your silver to rot?" Yang Guo interrupted him directly.

Yang Guo remembered the Nine-Turn Reversal Pill. The old Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect had not yet discovered that the pill was missing. Based on the principle of "better to avoid trouble," Yang Guo did not bring it up.

That pill could increase one's cultivation by ten years with just one dose. It was incredibly powerful. Unfortunately, there were only three, and I and Little Dragon Girl consumed them all.

Yang Guo's tone turned serious: "Our Quanzhen Sect can't just rest on its laurels. We must vigorously develop our alchemy business. Select a group of talented disciples, have them do nothing but study how to refine medicine every day. As long as we can mass-produce pills that enhance cultivation or holy medicines that heal injuries, the overall strength of our Quanzhen Sect disciples will rise significantly. Then, who would dare to mess with us?"

Wang Chuyi felt a surge of excitement upon hearing this. He had dedicated his life to medical research and had never received such strong support before. Now, the sect leader was directly offering money, telling him to go for it. He excitedly stood up and loudly accepted the task.

Yang Guo gestured for Wang Chuyi to sit down.

"Finally, there's the Scripture Pavilion." Yang Guo looked at Hao Datong. "Grandmaster Hao, you have a steady and reliable character. I'll leave the Scripture Pavilion to you."

Yang Guo offered his own ideas.

"Select a group of disciples who love reading and are quick-witted to enter the Sutra Repository. Their task is not to sweep dust. They are to organize and classify all the existing cultivation methods of the Quanzhen School, write down their cultivation experiences and guides to avoid pitfalls, and provide them for future disciples."

"Not only that, they are also responsible for martial arts exchanges with other countries."

Hao Datong was stunned: "External exchanges? Go and learn martial arts from other schools? If word gets out, our fellow martial artists will criticize our Quanzhen Sect."

Yang Guo laughed. He retorted, "Grandmaster Hao, you're being old-fashioned. I didn't ask you to steal other people's internal energy cultivation methods. I asked my disciple to collect the moves and power generation techniques of other sects."

"Take the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Staff Technique, or the Shaolin Temple's Arhat Fist. We don't learn how to fight them; we study how to counter them. We break down their moves and find their weaknesses. That's called knowing yourself and your enemy."

"We extract the strengths of other schools and integrate them into our own martial arts. This is called innovation. Only through continuous improvement can the Quanzhen School's martial arts remain number one in the world."

The main hall fell completely silent.

Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, and Sun Bu'er sat in chairs. They looked at each other.

They were completely stunned by Yang Guo's series of ideas.

They had lived for decades and had never heard of such a novel yet rigorous method of sect management.

Outer disciples do manual labor, inner disciples practice martial arts. Contribution is used to assess character. The Alchemy Hall provides logistical support. The Scripture Pavilion conducts martial arts research and development. The Martial Arts Hall is responsible for direct combat.

The division of labor is clear. The process is well-organized. Each step is logically connected to the next.

Sun Bu'er looked at Yang Guo, who was sitting in the main seat. A deep sense of awe arose in her heart. This young man in his early twenties had more knowledge in his mind than they, who had lived most of their lives, had.

Qiu Chuji stood in the center of the main hall. He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Yang Guo.

"The Master's vision is profound. I am completely convinced. If the Quanzhen Sect follows this rule, it will surely surpass its former glory within three years."

Wang Chuyi and the others also stood up and bowed in greeting.

They fully agreed with Yang Guo's reform plan.

Yang Guo sat in the chair, feeling quite pleased with himself. This overused sect system from online novels, when applied to the world of ancient martial arts, was a game-changer. These old Taoist priests were completely fooled.

Yang Guo's smile vanished. He put on a stern face and adopted the authority of a sect leader.

"Since all the grandmasters agree, let's begin today. Grandmaster Qiu, go and draft the specific standards for the inner and outer sect assessments. Grandmaster Wang, go to the treasury to withdraw funds and recruit people to build the alchemy hall. Grandmaster Hao, go to the scripture pavilion to select people. Grandmaster Sun, be responsible for informing all the female disciples of the new rules."

"Everyone, split up and get to work. I need to see results within three days."

"Yes, ma'am!" the four elders answered in unison, their voices filled with enthusiasm.

They turned and left the main hall. Their steps were swift. Everyone felt that the Quanzhen School had been reborn.

Yang Guo was the only one left in the main hall.

He stood up and walked to the entrance of the main hall.

Sunlight shines on the square. Hundreds and thousands of disciples are doing their morning exercises.

The Quanzhen Sect, a major sect, was finally about to change according to his will.

Yang Guo clenched his fist. If he could improve the overall strength of the Quanzhen Sect, and combine it with the Big Dipper Formation, he would have much more confidence when he went to Xiangyang to find Huang Rong.