Chapter 196: Recruitment Stalled (Please Subscribe)

In a certain sense, resentment-monsters might truly be a kind of "calamity."

Du En thought this to himself.

Consequently, another deduction seemed to arise spontaneously.

He pointed out quite calmly yet sharply: "Tell me, could it be that the Immortal World is farming gu, and the very purpose is to cultivate these resentment-monsters as the desired gu-insects?"

"And then?"

"And then harvest them..."

Regarding Du En's concern, Meng Changqing only offered a simple counter-question, and upon realizing something quickly, the conversation came to a halt.

Because one point was very clear.

After expending such great effort to raise a resentment-monster, is it truly useful to the Immortal World?

This point can be considered fundamental!

From the perspective of profit-seeking, there must be a profit to be made for it to be established!

But the problem is, judging by the current performance of resentment-monsters, they are actually just things limited to the mortal realm; even an Upper Envoy with Golden Core cultivation can manage to drive them away, so they possess no overly transcendent characteristics at all!

Of course, if you scale up their mass to that of a Primordial Resentment-Monster, well, they would still be at the level of being suppressed and annihilated by a Venerable of the Great Vehicle stage.

Having brewed for nearly a hundred thousand years, or even longer, to produce this sort of thing—could the Immortal World possibly value it?

Corresponding to the grade of spiritual objects, it is only the eighth rank.

If it were allowed to continue expanding, at most it should be the ninth rank, corresponding to the Tribulation Transcendence stage.

If one truly wanted to harvest things of this level, couldn't they just lower the Immortal Ascension Ladder, extract only the first or second rank, allowing people to reach the Tribulation Transcendence stage but never become immortals, and thus harvest them endlessly?

Therefore, standing from a profit-seeking perspective, this simply does not make sense.

As if to cater to his mood, Meng Changqing then took the initiative to speak again: "I actually had this same question at the beginning, but whether through multi-party research or bold verification, in the end, one can only arrive at this current conclusion."

Seemingly to increase the persuasiveness of his words, but also harboring some reservations, he could only add somewhat vaguely at the end: "After all, why is it that among the ten thousand spirits and ten thousand sects, only the five great immortal gates remain to vie for supremacy?"

"... Because they have produced immortals."

Du En quickly grasped the key and stated this point, and thus, many aspects could be explained.

But conversely, there is also much that is difficult to clarify.

He calmly synthesized his new knowledge, set aside what could not be determined for the time being, extracted the usable parts, and filled them into his overall understanding, thereby gaining a more comprehensive grasp of the world's appearance.

The temple fell silent.

After waiting for a while without receiving any new response, Meng Changqing, who had expected a reaction, withdrew his hand in some embarrassment, turned around, and couldn't help but cough twice: "Ahem! Ahem! Well, um, for now, never mind..."

Facing Du En's calm gaze as he looked up, from which no emotional fluctuation could be discerned, Meng Changqing only sighed inwardly, ended the conversation somewhat stiffly, and fell into silence.

Originally, he had felt the opportunity was good, so he revealed secrets, unveiled his ambitions, and built an atmosphere, intending to recruit and secure Du En in one go.

As a result, Du En clearly didn't buy it; instead, because he suddenly knew too much, he developed extra scrutiny toward Meng Changqing, and the process of mutual tug-of-war that he previously thought was nearing its end had now been extra-lengthened!

It backfired, that's what it was!

"... It seems I have to take another path."

Meng Changqing couldn't help but think this.

Anyway, having finally encountered a masterless foal of a thousand-league horse, he could not let this go no matter what this time; even if he had to drop the grand narrative and only speak of small interests, he had to win him over first and then slowly influence him later!

Thus, one scheme of this immortal gate superior having failed, another scheme immediately arose in his heart.

Du En spoke at this moment to break the silence: "Setting aside such distant and macro matters, let's just talk about the current situation; we are presumably going to strike directly at the heart of the enemy next, right?"

"Yes, we have both sensed that Venerable Nancang might not be completely dead, so we cannot drag this out any longer. Thus, the place of the decisive battle should be at the center of the ruins, at the entrance to where the Venerable originally fell."

Meng Changqing temporarily cast aside matters concerning what happens after leaving the ruins and spoke of the key point at hand.

And speaking to this point, he no longer hid things and simply said: "My true goal is the method of suppressing evil that Venerable Nancang originally possessed. Nothing else matters; even if everything else is destroyed, it doesn't matter, and that might even be better. And now, the fact that the Venerable is suspected of not being completely dead is actually a very good development for me."

"And as for the opposition, since they have been guarding against me so early this time, I imagine they have also sensed my true purpose, so they will definitely try their best to obstruct me next!"

In short, although Meng Changqing felt his winning percentage had risen, he still dared not be careless.

A bitter battle was still waiting for them ahead.

Therefore, Du En simply began to ask for things: "The war is urgent and requires preparation; give me third-rank and fourth-rank storage bags..."

Meng Changqing looked over with a strange expression.

Third-rank and fourth-rank, you certainly have the nerve to ask!

Although one must lose the child to catch the wolf, one cannot throw a meat bun at a dog and never see it return!

You have to give me some sweetness to taste first!

Having just silently ignored his recruitment and then immediately making such a demand, Meng Changqing's mood at this moment couldn't help but be somewhat agitated.

Seeing this expression, Du En immediately changed his words with a blank face: "If there are no third or fourth-rank storage bags, a new batch of magic tools will do."

His Hundred-Control Art does not win by quantity, but by explosive quantity!

Meng Changqing pondered slightly, then realized this hidden meaning from the details of his usage, and his heart skipped a beat.

Above the Hundred-Control Art is the Ten-Thousand-Control Art; as the name suggests, it uses ten thousand as a unit.

Looking optimistically toward the future, if he really recruited Du En, wouldn't he have to provide tens of thousands of magic tools of the same rank every time he asked him to do something?

Judging by this guy's lion-like opening just now with a blank face, that is almost one hundred percent, absolutely inevitable!

So, this is a new round of probing, right!

Thinking of this, Meng Changqing began to feel phantom pain for his future self, then nodded solemnly: "Fine, no problem, I will supplement you with one thousand peak-grade second-rank magic tools now!"

Anyway, the Ten-Thousand-Control Art is not so easily obtained by you; a thousand or so isn't too painful!

Du En could not see this tense and subtle hidden thought, and only gained a new understanding of the financial resources here.

Then, taking the ten boxes of a thousand magic tools handed over by Meng Changqing, he silently went to refine and brand them.

Stockpiling ammunition, waiting for battle!

The others were also quickly resting, their states rapidly becoming full.

Preparations are almost complete!

(End of chapter)