Anyone hoping to deal with a top martial arts power like the Beiyuan Dugu Clan through schemes to sow discord and split it apart from within was wasting their time. Su Xin had no intention of trying that, either.
But Su Xin had to weaken the Beiyuan Dugu Clan. He simply wouldn't do it from within; he would strike from the outside instead. And he had already found his opening: the Su Family.
Although Su Xin had spent only a short time with the Su Family, he understood them better than anyone—better even than Su Mingyuan.
The Su Family might be strong now, with a Yang Spirit Realm expert at its helm, making it comparable to a top martial arts power. But there was hardly anyone in the family who could truly stand on their own and handle major affairs.
The Su Family had strength, but unfortunately, they lacked brains.
A martial artist who had lived in seclusion since birth and spent decades, even centuries, cultivating might well have formidable strength. But they would have almost no experience managing a sect, and their emotional intelligence would be frighteningly low.
And yet the Su Family trusted only its own direct descendants. They refused to delegate authority to the collateral branches or to the retainers they had recruited after arriving at Wutong Mountain.
It was safe to say that if the Su Family still operated as it had in the Ningyuan Hall Secret Realm—where one direct descendant managed dozens of people and the daily work amounted to making pills and concocting medicines—then things would be quite simple.
But the retainers and low-ranking martial artists the Ningyuan Hall Su Family had recruited now numbered nearly ten thousand. The outcome of placing so many people under the management of a bunch of inexperienced novices