Their argument sounded reasonable enough, but the three men were somewhat puzzled. Wasn't this precisely where the difference between major and minor sects lay? Since when had sympathy become a way to solve problems in the cultivation world?
Mortals, immortals, gods, and ghosts had always been divided into ranks. If everyone were equal, where would the drive to strive upstream come from?
The three of them did not quite understand what she was trying to say.
Tang Zhen asked again, "How exactly do you propose channeling the flow instead of damming it?"
Mulan Qingqing said, "We won't appoint a new commander for the two thousand-plus people under Chao Zhilin and Huyan Dao. Keep the more elite among them and set the lesser ones aside. Apply the same distinction to every other contingent, then consolidate and reorganize our forces.
"In short, split the seven thousand-plus people assembled here from the Mystic Continent into two groups. We'll retain control of the elite and continue using them. The lesser ones will form a separate group.
"Aren't they saying they're risking their lives for us? We can do without them risking their lives for us. Aren't they saying that no matter how desperately they work, we take all the benefits? Then let them see for themselves what they amount to without us, and what benefits their efforts can earn without us.
"Split the manpower evenly, and split the Insect Core Crystals we've collected so far evenly too. Each side goes its own way, and the final distribution of benefits will be decided by their respective results. Let them see clearly whether they really deserve the benefits they want, and whether they're actually qualified to receive them."
The three men exchanged looks. There was some sense in her words, but they still felt this woman