Taoist Longshan pondered slightly:
"Wentian, write two letters in the name of the True Martial Sect Leader, condemning them for sending spies. Let's take the moral high ground first. If they want this matter to blow over, they must bleed heavily."
Luo Wentian's eyes lit up, nodding repeatedly:
"That's right, that's exactly how it should be. The Formless Sect used to be the ninth Taoism, and they have plenty of Taoist Scriptures. If we don't demand more this time, how can they compensate for the losses to our True Martial Sect?"
"And as for the Inquiring Sword Pavilion, they have just recruited three hundred young disciples. How can they not contribute a few Treasure Swords and Sword Manuals?"
He became excited, already planning how to make both factions bleed.
Of course, relying on just this wouldn't be enough to destroy the two factions, but neither could they be let off so easily. Both sides must feel the pain deeply for the strategy to work!
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