The colossal door in front of him stood nearly a thousand feet tall, exuding an air of grandeur. Standing before it, one might even feel a sense of inferiority.
It was akin to standing before a towering mountain, feeling its majesty yet unable to touch it.
Although Chen Qiu somewhat scoffed at the notion of "bigger is stronger," he had to admit that mountain gates like this were truly more imposing the larger they were, and it seemed that every faction sought a mountain gate of sufficient height.
Building such a grand mountain gate required considerable funds, and most importantly, it served no practical purpose. Other than looking impressive, it was entirely a matter of face.
But perhaps for this very reason, various factions pursued sufficiently tall mountain gates.
After all...
If they could spend so many Spirit Stones on a mere superficial project, didn't that suggest they were justified in other expenditures?
In his past life, he had heard a piece of toxic success advice.
