Oh?
Hearing this, Ye Xiu's interest was slightly piqued.
To be honest, while he had no interest in Myriad Spider Devil Lord himself, he was quite interested in his ability to control that horde of demonic beasts.
For one thing, after Myriad Spider Devil Lord took a trip through the Human Realm illusion Ye Xiu had constructed himself, his mind really had become much sharper.
Not only had he shown sincerity during the peace talks, he at least knew to strike at the sore spot.
Unfortunately, his education was still lacking, and in the end he made mistake after mistake.
Still, it did not matter what that dead man was like anymore. The ideas he had come up with were not entirely without merit:
The Alliance's weapons manufacturing industry truly stood at the forefront of the entire cultivation world—at least among all the sects within Yu Prefecture and the surrounding hundred thousand li that they knew of.
The existence of Spirit Guns allowed an ordinary cultivator, with just a little training, to wield combat power no weaker than what proper sect cultivators could attain only after five to ten years of experience.
Moreover, these things came in enough varieties and could be produced in sufficient quantities. It could be said that, with virtually no obstacles, they had replaced all other equipment among the everyday combat treasures of lower-level cultivators.
Of course, that was not to say the special magical artifacts and spirit artifacts refined by those sects had become useless.
There was a gap in frontal firepower, but the effects other artifacts could achieve were indeed beyond the reach of Spirit Guns.
Ye Xiu had always held one view: when cultivators fought, the amount of spiritual power was important, but what mattered most was whether the efficiency of spiritual power