Besieging a Point to Reinforce, Yu Tianheng.

Ye Yuan leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table:

Tang San is hiding in Blue Ba Academy right now like a turtle waiting to be slaughtered. Since we know Yu Xiaogang is frantically calling for backup, why don't we go with the flow and bleed them out?

Little Yuan, you mean...

Qian Renxue's pretty eyes lit up as if she had caught onto something.

An ambush.

Ye Yuan's gaze instantly turned icy:

Doesn't Yu Xiaogang think the Clear Sky School and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School can save their lives? Then we'll let their messages out and set up a net outside the city. They send a batch of people, and we'll slaughter a batch halfway; they send a pair, and we'll butcher a pair!

When the elites of these two major sects die seven-eighths and suffer heavy losses on their way to support Tang San, what do you think outsiders will think, Xue'er?

Qian Renxue drew a sharp breath, her small mouth opening slightly:

They... they'll suspect there's a traitor on the inside! They might even suspect Tang San leaked the route on purpose!

Exactly!

Ye Yuan snapped his fingers, his smile turning increasingly cruel:

Only Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's group know the rescue plan. As long as we kill fiercely enough on the outside, outsiders will definitely think Tang San and Yu Xiaogang deliberately sold the major sects to us as cannon fodder to crawl to Spirit Hall for survival!

I won't just let Tang San fail to be a hero; I'll saddle him with the eternal infamy of betraying his sect and serving a thief as a father!

When all that dirty water is slung onto Tang San and outside reinforcements are cut off, Xue'er, what kind of people do you think those allies in Blue Ba Academy, who already harbor their own schemes, will tear Tang San into out of despair?

Hearing Ye Yuan's words, Bibi Dong at the side softly sighed.

A flash of past-life memories crossed her gorgeous eyes, and she rubbed her brow with some helplessness, lamenting:

Little Yuan, the logic is sound. But in my past life, I launched the Soul Hunting Operation, using brute force to push the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan—and what was the result?

Bibi Dong sneered, self-deprecation toward her past mistakes tinging her tone:

It was because I was too eager for success back then and didn't clean them up completely! Some disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School escaped, along with Ning Fengzhi and those two old bones, and some people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan escaped! Because of a blood debt, these slipped fish ultimately became Tang San's die-hard loyalists, causing heavy casualties to our Spirit Hall during the decisive battle at Jialing Pass. If we could have cut the weeds and eliminated the roots in the past life, how could our pace in unifying the continent have met with so much resistance?

Hearing this, Qian Renxue nodded in deep agreement.

The remnant forces of those sects from the past life really were like dog-skin plaster, bringing a great deal of trouble to the Spirit Empire.

Seeing Bibi Dong's somewhat vexed expression, the corners of Ye Yuan's mouth curled into a smile, and he reached out to clasp her soft, jade-like hand.

Sister Dong'er, let me ask you something. Ye Yuan looked into Bibi Dong's eyes, his tone somewhat teasing,

Before you launched the Soul Hunting Operation in your past life and sent a massive army to destroy these two major sects, did you send people to discuss it with them? Or ask them if they were willing to submit?

Bibi Dong froze, a dazed expression surfacing on her stunning, pretty face. She blankly blinked those alluring phoenix eyes and instinctively shook her head:

No... I just gave the order to flatten them straight away.

That's right!

Ye Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud, gently pinching her palm:

Sister Dong'er, you used absolute violence back then, driving people into a desperate corner right from the start. Even a rabbit will bite when pushed! You didn't even leave them a path to survive, so what choice did they have other than to stake all their bets on Tang San and fight us to the death?

Hearing this, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were both slightly startled.

That's right!

The methods of "those who submit prosper, those who resist perish" from the past life did establish prestige, but they also cut off all paths for every faction on the entire continent.

When you don't even leave people a path to live, what else can they do except band together with Tang San to fight you to the death?

This layer of window paper that had always veiled their eyes was poked through by a single sentence from Ye Yuan.

But this life, our way of playing has changed.

Ye Yuan's gaze was profound,

There are so many reincarnated people across the continent now; they know better than anyone just how terrifying Spirit Hall's foundation is, and they know better than anyone that following Tang San in this life leads to nothing good for themselves, aside from serving as cannon fodder on the battlefield and fulfilling Tang San's sole name as a God King!

A cold sneer curved the corners of Ye Yuan's mouth:

Therefore, this time not only are we avoiding extremes, but we are also taking the initiative to open a path for them. Sister Dong'er, we will directly spread the word in secret!

Tell those factions still sitting on the fence: past grievances can be let bygones be bygones by Spirit Hall. As long as they are willing to submit to the Spirit Empire now, not only will their sect's establishment and heritage be preserved, but they will also receive resource protection from Spirit Hall! But for those who remain obstinately blind and continue to collude with Tang San in secret... on the day the city falls, not even a chicken or dog will be left alive!

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's pair of pretty, large eyes instantly lit up, and she cried out with some excitement:

Little Yuan, do you want to use this method to directly filter out who the enemy is and who can be won over as a friend?

This is called collapsing the enemy's psychological defense and subduing the enemy without fighting.

Ye Yuan leaned back in his chair with a smile, his gaze revealing calculation:

On one side is being ambushed outside the city like dogs by us following Tang San, and even taking the blame for inexplicable black pots; on the other side is preserving the sect's incense and even living the high life just by lowering one's head. In the face of a sect's life or death and absolute benefits, what is a tiny bit of hatred from a past life?

As long as we throw out this lifeline and frantically fling dirty water at Tang San outside the city, do you believe that those sects who fought us to the death in the past life will actively stab Tang San in the back just to fight for a spot to surrender?

After listening to these words, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue felt a turbulent storm churn within their hearts.

That's right!

The higher-ups of those reincarnated sects weren't fools.

In their past lives, they were driven to have no choice but to ally with Tang San; in this life, Spirit Hall was actively offering amnesty and a lifeline, while following Tang San was a guaranteed death trap.

Anyone with even a shred of brains knew how to choose!

Collapsing the enemy from within and making their own people fight each other was a ten-thousand-times smarter approach than simply dispatching a massive army for slaughter!

Report!!

Just as the three of them finished finalizing the plan, outside the doors of the side hall, Platinum Bishop Selas rushed in with a look of joy.

Your Holiness the Holy Son! Your Holiness the Pope! Great joyous news!

Selas dropped to one knee, his forehead covered in sweat, and shouted:

Yu Tianheng, the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School, has brought several members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School to seek an audience with Your Holiness the Holy Son!