Wang Mo felt helpless. He had never expected a contest between armies to require so much money.
Though the enormous sum pained him, he felt relieved after thinking it over.
Their High Heaven Army was exceptionally powerful, with no rivals in the Heavenly Court.
Even if Uchiha Shin's army had become ten, or even twenty times stronger than before, they would still be no match for the High Heaven Army.
Therefore, victory for the High Heaven Army in this battle was beyond doubt.
Wang Mo returned inside the South Heaven Gate with a pleased expression.
His three brothers—Yang Sen, Gao Tiangan, and Li Xingba—were all waiting for him within the South Heaven Gate.
"Big Brother Wang, how did it go?"
Wang Mo smiled. "Rest easy, brothers. Uchiha Shin has accepted our challenge. Let's head back and make our preparations, then fight him."
The brothers were all delighted as well.
"Oh, right. Uchiha Shin also said there must be a reward for this contest. The prize will be five million gold pellets," Wang Mo continued.
The three brothers were all startled upon hearing that. Five million gold pellets was no small sum.
"What are those looks for? Could our High Heaven Army possibly lose to Uchiha Shin? Don't worry. He will never take those five million gold pellets away," Wang Mo continued.
Yang Sen said, "Big Brother Wang, even if our victory is certain this time, Uchiha Shin will surely demand that we produce those gold pellets during the contest. We need to gather them first."
Wang Mo nodded. "All right. In that case, let's go see His Majesty and have him transfer five million gold pellets from the Heavenly Court's treasury."
The reason the Four Sacred Grand Marshals of High Heaven Hall had provoked Uchiha Shin's army this time was,