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"If you donate Spirit Stones, then once the Grand Array is completed and Feng Xi is slain, we'll build a huge Monster-Suppressing Stele..."
Mo Hua spread his hands to show just how huge this pie... no, this stele would be, then said to Old Master An:
"When the time comes, we'll carve your name in the first position, make it bigger, and paint it gold so everyone can see it at a glance!"
Erecting Monster-Suppressing Steles was a Monster Hunter tradition.
Whenever they slew a powerful demon beast that had ravaged a region, Monster Hunters would forge a Monster-Suppressing Stele and carve upon it the names of the cultivators who had participated in the hunt, displaying their merit in hunting demons.
But no one had killed a great demon beast before, so naturally no one had ever erected a Monster-Suppressing Stele for slaying one.
Old Master An calmly asked, "What if you can't kill it?"
Mo Hua answered honestly, "Businesses can lose money, and monster hunts can fail. Especially when hunting a great demon beast like this—the risk is enormous."
"If we can't kill it, then we can't kill it. We'll only be able to think of another way out, and the Spirit Stones you donated will naturally have been donated for nothing."
Old Master An frowned. "So I donate my family fortune just for an uncertain empty reputation?"
"It's a solid reputation, not an empty one," Mo Hua corrected.
"How is it not empty?"
Mo Hua explained, "Once the great demon beast is slain and the Monster-Suppressing Stele is erected, it will become the most important monument of merit in Immortal City's history."
"As long as Immortal City remains, the Monster-Suppressing Stele will remain. Your name will remain, and the An Family will forever be remembered by Immortal