Chapter 3812 — No Easy Feat
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Clever man though he was, his attention had always rested on the upper tiers, and he would not waste too much energy on lowly nobodies like Wei Zhao. If he had to do everything himself, what would be the point of having subordinates like Meng Jueming?
As the master, Xu the Young Master considered his task to be backing Meng Jueming up, helping him resolve matters he could not resolve himself, and then letting him go do the work. To deal with a lowly nobody like Wei Zhao, one Meng Jueming was entirely sufficient.
Meng Jueming had long been waiting for these words. On hearing them, he answered at once: "Young Master Xu, although Wei Zhao and his lot have somewhat grown too unwieldy to control in the current situation, in my view the way to deal with them is actually quite simple. So long as we seize back the advantage and initiative in the matter of strength, all other problems will naturally resolve themselves."
"Oh? And how do you propose to seize back the advantage and initiative, Old Meng?" Xu Lingchong asked, knitting his brows slightly.
He of course knew that the strength Meng Jueming spoke of referred to the strength of the new recruits under his command. After all, if they did not wish to take desperate risks, the only way to deal with Wei Zhao's faction was through these new recruits. And Wei Zhao and the others were all now at the early Foundation stage, whereas among Meng Jueming's new recruits there was only Meng Zhou—a contrast that made them look pitifully thin.
But if the other new recruits under Meng Jueming, besides Meng Zhou, were all to make a push for the Foundation stage as quickly as possible, then quite apart from the vast quantities of pill resources that would consume, the crux was that pouring in so many resources might not yield any visible results.
For even Meng Jueming, the chief steward and senior disciple, could not guarantee the loyalty of so many new recruits, and how many of them could succeed in breaking through was unknown. When the time came to face Wei Zhao's faction, they might not gain the upper hand either—the returns would be meager.
Meng Jueming had long considered this. He said at once: "Young Master Xu, spreading more resources among several people may not produce immediate results, but if they are all concentrated on Meng Zhou, raising his strength one level higher to the peak of the early Foundation stage—what do you think?"
At these words, Xu Lingchong's eyes lit up at once: "Not bad, not bad! So long as Meng Zhou alone regains an overwhelming advantage in strength, then no matter how many early-Foundation cultivators Wei Zhao's faction musters, it will be useless—he will kill them one by one. Old Meng, this idea of yours is a good one!"
Yet after a pause, Xu Lingchong shook his head again: "But though you speak truly, if this young master remembers correctly, Meng Zhou only succeeded in building his foundation last month, and only after taking a Foundation-Building Pill and Foundation-Building Liquid. You want him to reach the peak of the early Foundation stage in a short time—no easy feat!"
Beside them, Meng Zhou had been overjoyed, thinking he might reap a great windfall this time; but now, hearing Xu Lingchong's words, his heart sank straight back into the depths.
Now that even Young Master Xu said so, was his grand ambition of advancing to the peak of the early Foundation stage in the near term to go settle scores with Wei Zhao and the others to become nothing but a daydream?
Yet Meng Jueming did not give up. He pressed on, pleading his case: "Young Master Xu, I, Old Meng, know well that you have already invested too many resources in us, and we subordinates feel we have no way to repay you but to serve you like beasts of burden. But we truly cannot stand by and watch a blind, petty man like Wei Zhao run rampant—otherwise, if it damages your prestige, Young Master Xu, we would truly be unable to eat or sleep in peace."