Shi Qianhe said, "The Formation Ancestor is a master of formations. Such people have exceedingly sharp minds and will see at a glance that we intend to use him to share the pressure. What if he refuses?"
Lin Su smiled. "A miser who built a formation and still collected protection fees—if he refused a Mysterious Yellow Crystal Mine handed to him for free, people across the world would surely wonder whether this Formation Ancestor had ulterior motives. The saints would probably ask whether he was afraid of the Dao Sect... By the way, Mysterious Yellow Crystal Mines are of little use to ordinary people, but they are the finest material for the path of formations. The more, the better. No one would ever complain of having too much."
The three looked at one another and saw excitement in each other's eyes.
Yes, under ordinary circumstances, if you handed someone a piping-hot potato, they would still have to consider whether to take it or not. But the Formation Ancestor was different.
The Formation Ancestor's greed was known throughout the world.
In a certain sense, that greed would also become his shackle.
You were a supreme miser who would shave off a few coins' worth of flesh even when a mosquito flew past, who carved flesh from ordinary citizens year after year. Faced with a Mysterious Yellow Crystal Mine freely given to you, one practically tailored for the path of formations, would you not take it?
Then the world would have to ask.
Was it that your relationship with the Dao Sect was too murky to explain, and you did not wish to ruin its great plans?
Or were you one who bullied the weak and feared the strong, afraid of the Dao Sect?
Either possibility was something the Formation Ancestor could