"The standard by which a person or a power's value is measured is in their overall strength, just like now. If not for strength, would the Purgatory Sect willingly send an elder to speak nicely to me and promote me to a Golden Robed Elder? No!"
Gu Jinlai calmly said, "Just like they had already chosen half a year ago—to let things take their own course, indifferent to whether I live or die."
"Heed the tune, not the announcement."
Gu Chaoyang suddenly realized.
As long as it looked good on the surface, that was enough.
Though the Purgatory Sect was a massive entity, brimming with strong individuals, it also had many cities to guard and powers to check. If they truly wanted to confront Gu Jinlai, the forces he could muster were limited.
Just like now, for attacking a large city like Baihe City, including Gu Jinlai, they could only deploy three elders.
As long as they could maintain this kind of strong, sustained growth, what could the unreachable Purgatory Sect do to them?
