Sure enough, for people like them, the price—or rather, the reward—was what mattered.
Sera looked thoughtful as she listened to Jiang Hao. After a moment, she asked, "Mr. Sandru has already laid claim to an Authority. The next step is to master it, and I'm sure you know what sort of 'recognition' that requires."
"The world's recognition." Jiang Hao's expression remained calm.
Sera clearly intended to tell him something. Before he had learned it, he might have paid dearly for the information. Now it was worthless.
"The world's recognition, and the Authority's recognition." Sera rubbed the ring on her finger, took out a notebook, and handed it to Jiang Hao. "My ancestor, Bartholomew Augustus, once served the great Goddess of Pleasure. He also entered her Divine Kingdom more than a thousand times."
"He said the ultimate purpose of that recognition is to become one with an Authority and gradually incorporate it into yourself. So before it can become part of you, you need to act in accordance with it."
"That's why the God of War started wars to ascend to godhood, and the Plague God unleashed plagues." Jiang Hao accepted the notebook, his expression still calm.
"What Authority have you laid claim to, Mr. Sandru? Perhaps my family and I can help," Sera asked.
From his words, she could tell this Demigod had already set foot on the path to godhood. She did not know how far along he was, whether he had only just begun or was nearing the end, but she was confident that as long as he was not yet a True God, she could help him.
Jiang Hao glanced at Sera's delicate face and smiled. "Abundance."
Only a fool would reveal his real Authority. She was friendly now, but people changed. Someone could make a heartfelt