The Sacred Land Is Going Bankrupt, I Invented a Mobile Phone!
Chapter 243
Chapter 243: The Mystic Turtles Are Unbelievable! All Numbers Hit! (Part 1)
“Is there only 250,000 high-grade spirit stones in the prize pool?
“If I win the first prize, I’ll only get about 180,000 high-grade spirit stones.
“That’s a bit disappointing, but it’s better than nothing.”
Next to Ye Chen, Nangong Wan shook her head, her beautiful eyes filled with disappointment.
It seemed as if she had already considered the first prize as hers.
Now, she was starting to find the amount of spirit stones too little.
Ye Chen couldn’t help but twitch his mouth at this.
Where did his master’s inflated confidence come from?
Using Mystic Turtles to draw numbers was even more random than using small balls on Earth in the past.
Mystic Turtles have their own thoughts, so the process would inevitably involve various surprises.
Winning was definitely not that easy.
It’s all about luck.
Winning with Mystic Turtles was definitely harder than imagined.
The elders of the Sacred Land looked at the hundreds of Mystic Turtles in the pond with anticipation.
They had also bought tickets.
Although the first prize was not worth a million, 180,000 high-grade spirit stones could still stir excitement.
As the time for the draw approached minute by minute, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the peak of the immortal mountain.
Outside, when the first round of lottery tickets officially stopped selling, many cultivators who had been queuing in front of the Heavenly Origin Pavilion and had not recharged their spirit stones sighed in regret.
It was extremely disappointing.
Those who had already bought tickets were even more anxious and impatient.
“The third prize will receive 5% of the prize pool, totaling 12,500 high-grade spirit stones.
“Fourth prize...
“If multiple cultivators have the same number and win the same prize, the prize will be shared among them.
“If the prize pool is not entirely emptied after this draw, the remaining spirit stones will continue to accumulate.”
Lin Ke’er’s clear voice reached every cultivator’s mind.
In an instant, the barrage of comments surged.
“Although the first prize doesn’t reach a million high-grade spirit stones, 180,000 is still a lot. If I win, my cultivation will definitely advance rapidly.”
“I’m still in line! I hope no one wins this time, so the prize pool accumulates and I can buy more tickets in the next round.”
“Our small mountain sect is about to go bankrupt, and the disciples and elders are nearly gone. Please, Saint Master, let me win!”
“Begging the Saint Master won’t help. You should be asking those Mystic Turtles to move faster!”
“The Holy Maiden is truly beautiful, with a slim waist, long legs, and youthful charm. Compared to her, our Grand Elder Sister of the Demon Cult is truly unattractive.”
“I can’t believe it, the cultivator above is still alive and hasn’t been caught by their Grand Elder Sister yet?”
Lin Ke’er glanced at the barrage in her mind and smiled.
“Since there are no other questions from fellow cultivators.
“I now declare the first round of the lottery officially open!
“The first ten Mystic Turtles to reach the peak will determine the numbers for this draw.”
As the words fell, Lin Ke’er took out a sealed Golden Tail Spirit Fish from her storage ring and suspended it in the air.
At that moment, all the barrage comments disappeared.
Countless cultivators nervously stared at the live broadcast screen, focusing on the reactions of the Mystic Turtles.
They had no time to comment.
As Lin Ke’er lightly tapped the air with her jade hand, the seal on the Golden Tail Spirit Fish was released.
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