Seated in the Dao Sect's reception hall, the Dao Sect Master had a flicker of anticipation in his eyes. Under normal circumstances, a minor sect like the Fate Sect would never have been worth his personal appearance.
After all, their strongest member was only at the Early Void Refinement Realm—not even stronger than a Dao Sect elder.
The grade of the sect-protecting grand formation they wanted built would not be very high either. There was not much money to be made, so having an elder receive them would have been enough.
But—
Today was different!
He had thrown out 1.5 million Spirit Stones. His thinking at the time had actually been simple: he felt his old friend's words made perfect sense. He certainly lacked the strength to resist, and since he could not resist, he might as well meet it head-on.
But since he had already chosen to take the initiative, some small sum—two or three hundred thousand Spirit Stones, for example—would definitely not leave a deep enough impression on Chen Qiu. He might as well go all in!
And reality had turned out just as he expected.
His 1.5 million Spirit Stones had indeed stunned that senior into silence. The senior had taken quite an interest in both him and the Dao Sect, and had also made good on his promise to smash all the surrounding factions' sect-protecting grand formations.
Sure enough, the Fate Sect had come knocking.
Once everything was calculated, he might not even suffer a loss.
And with the Mocking Heaven Sect's name hanging over him, it would be much more convenient to get things done in the future. To say nothing else, if he went to the Northern Ridge Sect now and asked them to promote him in the Mystic Heaven Daily, they probably would