After hearing Chen Changsheng's account, the three of them finally understood just how vast the world in Chen Changsheng's heart truly was.
Such a grand and majestic plan could be decided amid casual conversation, and the support it relied on had never been the level of one's cultivation.
Immortal Kings, Heavenly Emperors, those so-called High-level cultivators—in the face of such a grand scheme, they were utterly pale and powerless.
Thinking of this, Cui Tian Rui said, "Beast Lord, I finally understand why you have never held those High-level cultivators in high regard."
"I once thought you relied on your formidable cultivation. Now I understand that you never relied on that."
"Before the true tide of the age, an individual's strength will always be so insignificant."
"That's right. Before the Heavenly Dao, all living beings are equally insignificant."
"Now that I control the entire Beast Race, I am the Beast Race's heaven."
"Those who know not the heavenly decree and possess shallow fortune deserve to have their Path to Longevity severed!"
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng pointed at a level stretch of open ground and said, "Let Guangxian Pavilion be built here."
"From here, one can see the Beast Hall."
"I want every living being in Guangxian Pavilion to understand that as long as they enter Guangxian Pavilion, one day, they too can enter that place."
With that, Chen Changsheng left with his hands behind his back.
At that moment, Cui Tian Rui, who had remained calm all along, could no longer stay calm.
"Wait a moment, Beast Lord!"
"Is there anything else?"
"Beast Lord, if you want us to build Guangxian Pavilion, you have to give us money!"
"How are the few of us supposed to build it otherwise?"
Faced with Cui Tian Rui's words, Chen Changsheng grinned. "If I