Meng Zhao was like a hedgehog now—there was simply no way to get at him!
Old Man Wu neither approved of nor particularly cared about the big man's idea of dealing with Meng Zhao, and he did not believe this man could bring Meng Zhao any harm or influence. Still, he was rather dissatisfied with the current situation, so he probed indirectly, "By the way, sir, our stipends haven't been issued for the past three months. I myself can manage, but my boy is at the stage where martial arts training consumes resources. Could you mention it to those above and have the previous stipends reissued as soon as possible?"
For Moon Guards like them, scattered in hiding throughout the Divine Land, the Imperial Court actually offered quite good treatment. It was allocated according to martial arts cultivation, merit, and contributions, and was generally enough to sustain their cultivation and advancement, ensuring their martial path would not be cut off.
That was also what made the Imperial Court appealing. It used cultivation resources to keep these martial artists in its grip and draw them in. If it truly relied on brainwashing, how many fools in the world would let themselves be toyed with? Especially those martial artists who had cultivated beyond the Innate Realm—they would not be so easily fooled.
Take Old Man Wu, for example. He had reached the Innate Realm, and though his cultivation was not high, according to the Moon Guards' pay scale, he could receive three Qi Nourishing Pills and Jade Marrow Pills each month. As for gold and silver, there was no need to mention them. Compared to the Qi Nourishing Pills and Jade Marrow Pills, they were merely an insignificant fraction.
Qi Nourishing Pills focused on cultivating qi, while Jade Marrow Pills focused on