Chapter 172: What? Why Are They Welcoming Us Instead?
Before the gates of the Myriad Gods Cult, a spatial passage appeared, and Mo Shang and the others stepped out from within.
Before their eyes stood a grand mountain gate. Mist curled through its grounds, with palaces and towers faintly visible within, lending the place a hazy, ethereal air.
"So this is the Myriad Gods Cult. Pretty imposing, but it's still miles behind the old Mo Clan..." Gu Qingzhou remarked with some feeling as he looked ahead.
"Don't compare this dump to my home. The cost of building one tower in my home could build two Myriad Gods Cults..." Mo Shang shrugged and casually added.
This was no boast. A superpower like the Mo Clan, which had stood tall on the Mystic Sky Continent for countless years, possessed such profound foundations that even Mo Shang still found them unbelievable.
Put it this way: Mo Shang now completely looked down on those systems that rewarded missions with all kinds of heavenly treasures and top-tier cultivation techniques.
System rewards required completing missions, but Mo Shang did not. Whatever he wanted was just a matter of saying the word.
If it existed in the Mystic Heaven Domain, then anything the system could produce, the Mo Clan could produce as well—and anything the system could not produce, the Mo Clan could still produce!
"Hey, I've got an idea! How about we move the Falling Cloud Sect here?" As they spoke, Jinlin seemed to think of something and blurted it out.
"I think that could work. With our sect's current foundation, establishing ourselves in the Nine Great Provinces would be more than enough..." Gu Qingzhou's eyes immediately lit up, as though he had discovered a new continent.
It might have been somewhat lacking before, but now