"You say the Incense Accumulation Sect is my weak spot, but don't you pirates have weak spots of your own?"
Li Ling drifted between the ships, patiently observing the situation and silently pondering.
Before him, the pirates reveled without restraint, devouring meat, gulping wine, gambling, carousing, and talking loudly about everything under the sun. Since they were at war, however, none committed the sort of atrocities against women that Lian Li had. This indirectly showed how strict their rules were.
The senior leaders mingled with guests from various quarters and negotiated deals. Whenever a deal was concluded, the goods and money were immediately carried away, with valuables given priority.
Before anyone knew it, the wealth that had once belonged to Northsky Island had been broken into smaller lots and divided up on the spot.
Blood Lion is a capable man. He gathered these outlaw bandits, once a heap of loose sand, and established strict rules, keeping their funds and manpower flowing without end.
If my Incense Accumulation Sect is to grow strong, should it learn from Northsky Island, or from these Blood Shark Bandits?
He was good at drawing conclusions from what he observed. Naturally, he did not mean to copy them blindly and take up piracy. Rather, he felt that, as an Incense Path sect, the Incense Accumulation Sect could establish numerous offshoot sects and send them out to expand its territory.
How was that any different from the Merchant Association's branch headquarters or the individual shipmasters of the Blood Shark Bandits, each possessing the right to rule their own domain?
But if he developed it like the Merchant Association, its strength would inevitably scatter, reducing it to a heap of loose sand.
Li Ling sighed inwardly. *The Merchant Association performed terribly this time. Too many people eat at