"Since we can't defeat it, why not stop it and solve it internally?" Wen Ranran pondered, tapping her fingers on the table, "Actually, we have the best opportunity now."
On the side, Xia Lishuang and Xia Liyuan understood almost instantly and said in unison: "Martial Arts Conference!"
After saying that, the two people looked at each other at the same time, and because they were unhappy, they snorted at the same time and turned away.
Wen Ranran twitched the corner of her mouth and continued the topic.
"Yes, it's a martial arts conference! If I guessed correctly, in previous years' martial arts conferences, the ten best disciples under the age of thirty from each sect would be selected for a martial arts competition to determine the ranking of each sect.
Influence." Wen Ranran touched her chin, "Although this competition basically has more elements of booing, and it is not the decisive factor in the final ranking, it can be used to make the best of it!"
"What should I say?" Several people looked over at the same time.
"It's very simple. In the martial arts conference, in a wheel battle, it will be so miserable to cripple all the young disciples on the blood list! It will intensify their hatred!" Wen Ranran's tone was light, but the words he said were full of killing intent.
"Ji Caixuan and Xia Lihong are not people who can restrain their tempers. Everyone knows that the former Blood Clan, the current Blood Clan and the Guangming Sect are actually the same organization. Since we can't start with the Guangming Sect, we should start with them themselves.
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"At that time, it will not turn into a struggle between the Guangming Sect, but an infighting among the five major organizations. If there is an infighting between the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable that some people will die. Kill all the senior leaders among them, and the initiative
It’s in our own hands!”
Du Fantian listened and frowned in disapproval, "But isn't this still a war?!"
"That's different. This is a war, an internal fight between our Jianghu sects, and the deaths of people from the Vampire Clan. What does it have to do with the Guangming Sect?" Wen Ranran's fox eyes narrowed, rarely showing a hint of murderous intent.
"After taking advantage of the martial arts conference to deal with these people... the rest will be easy to deal with. The Guangming Sect can still exist. I, a saint, have great prestige among the people now. When the time comes, if it doesn't work, I can change to a god.
As for the formula of the powder, the people need guidance, so we can slowly guide and change their thinking. First replace the Shenxian Powder, and then educate them step by step to be good. It won’t take three to five years for the people’s own ideas to change.
Digested internally!”
After Wen Ranran finished speaking in one breath, the entire private room fell into a dead silence.
The grown men didn't speak for a long time. On the side, Miao Lianhua, who had been following Du Fantian silently, looked at Wen Ranran, with some approval finally showing in her eyes.
She was the first to applaud, "I didn't believe it before, but now when I hear what the princess says, it's like a revelation! The little girl admires her!"
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows, unable to comment.
It was originally a matter discussed by the four major organizations, but in fact Miao Lianhua was not qualified, or it would be of no use even if she participated.
But Du Fantian brought her here today...
Wen Ranran smiled and looked at Miao Lianhua, "Is there any news about Miss Miao's poison?"
Miao Lianhua twitched the corner of her mouth, "How many times have I said it! My name is Miao Lianhua. If I don't call it Miao Lianhua, it sounds awful!"
"Okay Miao Lianhua!"
"..."
Miao Lianhua was completely convinced and reluctantly took out a porcelain vase from her arms.
"Although you are very powerful, I still want to say that I have finished researching it in the past two days. This poison is not that simple. If you are not careful, all your previous ideas will become a fantasy!"