The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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Chapter 22: Choosing Randomly
He estimated that if this skill leveled up, he would be able to expand the teleportation range and reduce the cooling time.
The key is how to level up?
Do you still rely on lottery draws to get Tier 2?
He could not consult the dog system about this, as asking would cost 500 points.
Looking at the remaining 300 points, Cheng Ge felt hollow.
As said, the excitement of the lottery is only temporary, and regrets will follow.
When did the system finally reach level 3 with this speed?
That was the difference between the "Sun Dollar Party" and the "Saving Party"; the Matahari Dollar Party could never complete the achievement prize.
He gritted his teeth and decided not to take part in the lottery until he accumulated ten thousand points.
Then he exchanged spiritual stones and most of the low-tier pills he obtained, as well as low-tier spiritual tools that he was unable to use, eventually gaining 3500 points.
Finally, he felt a little more satisfied.
Looking at the empty headquarters of the Moon Peak Sect, he clicked on the teleportation.
A white light flickered, and he appeared thousands of miles away, only slightly more than a thousand miles away from the Feixian Sect.
Just two hours after he left, several separate cultivators slipped into the gates of the Moon Peak Sect to find out the news.
After entering, they were shocked by what they saw.
The entire Peak Moon Sect had become meaningless silent and without a trace of life.
"Corpse Chief Qizi!"
"So tragic, cut in two..."
"There's Prest Elder Liu's corpse here!"
"They're all dead, everybody!"
"Who did it? That power is too terrifying. The Peak Moon Sect had been instantly disbanded!"
All the cultivators present were extremely shocked and frightened.
"And Liang Da is dead too!"
"It must be a demon tiger ghost, right? There must be a strong expert!"
"Hey, where is the Feixian Sect Chief who is with Liang Da?"
"Yes, I didn't see the body."
"Could it be that the demon tiger ghost was summoned by him?"
"It's impossible, right? It's too strong. If he had such strength, would he still need to stay in Qinglan Prefecture?"
"Yes, it doesn't seem like it."
"Hey, Zhang Xiong, why are you running?"
"Are you stupid? There was nothing left in the Peak Moon Sect. All the treasures here now had no owners!"
With these words, everyone went crazy and raced into the various treasure vaults of the Peak Moon Sect.
The lives of these separated cultivators were extremely difficult. Most of them had ordinary talents and were unable to join the sect from a young age. They had to rely on themselves to gather cultivation resources little by little. Unless they had a chance encounter, many of them had to interact with the secular world for a long time.
The destruction of the Peak Moon Sect was a great opportunity for them.
"Who dares to take something from me!"
"Don't push!"
"You really dare attack me!"
"There are no brothers in front of the treasure, especially since we only met each other by chance!"
Before they could take anything, several fights broke out, causing blood to flow.
But soon, everyone was angry because of the empty safe.
Other than those empty shelves, Jiang Cheng did not leave a single strand of hair for them.
"It's impossible!"
"Who would have thought a sect this big would have some treasures missed!"
"Continue searching!"
Everyone refused to give up, not to accept it.
However, after digging three feet into the ground, they were unable to even find a single low-tier spiritual stone.
"Damn it, it's too cruel!"
"After we eat the meat, at least leave us a pinch of soup!"
"For a person of his class, what use is a low-tier spiritual stone? He doesn't have to take her away..."
"Me too!"
Everyone became silent, without the number of middle fingers being a hatred of heaven.
Hatschis!
(Late this chapter)
At the foot of the distant Feixian Mountain, Jiangcheng sneezed.
He touched his straight nose, feeling a little confused. He had divided the soul into four and had an indestructible Tianhuang body, free from any disease or damage.
"Maybe there's someone who envies my good looks and curses me in the back?"
"It turns out too handsome is not necessarily a good thing either."
After returning to the sect, he realized a significant difference. Before he left, he remembered that the spirit veins in the Feixian Sect had been severed by the four factions, making them ruins.
But now, the concentration of spiritual energy was actually more than double than before.
Moreover, the stones and trees that were damaged from the extermination of the sect by the four factions were nowhere to be seen. This should have been cleared up by Ji Linghan and the others.
"Teacher!"
"Teacher, you're back!"
When he appeared, the disciples staying here came out to greet him as if flying towards him.
Although they only knew each other for one day, it was no exaggeration to say that Jiangcheng was now their backbone.
That incredible power revived their beliefs.
"Teacher, how did it go?"
Although Jiangcheng's movement, "Fishing Lightning Technique," was shocking and almost certainly successful, the Feixian Sect was still a sect with over ten thousand people. No wonder something is wrong.
Moreover, he had only been gone for less than half a day, which was quite fast.
Before Jiangcheng could speak, Luo Yuan, Yin Xiaoxue, and the others immediately began to look for an excuse for him.
"Hem, it's okay if you don't destroy it, revenge can be postponed until next time!"
"Yes, yes, our teacher is already very strong."
"We don't have to rush revenge!"
Clang! Jiangcheng rubbed one of the rings, and with a flash of light, dozens of spirit swords and armor fell to the ground.
A cold fragrance filled the air, and treasures glittered!
"This, this is the Qingya Sword, the sect leader's sixth-grade spirit weapon!"
"And this, isn't this the Ling Armor Elder Zhang Huahong Bought for such a high price called Chaoyuan Heavy Gale Shirt?"
"I remember it was a fifth-grade armor. Back then, he made a huge fuss after buying it at a high price in Feiyun Province."
"There's this too..."
People's eyes were almost stunned.
Even though they were true disciples before, they only used third-grade spirit weapons. It was considered a pretty good treatment.
Some unlucky indiscriminate cultivators who had fought half their lives had only managed to gather a set of first-rate spirit weapons.
Before they escaped, although each of their teachers left behind some collections, most of them had no weapons or armor.
Didn't the elders of the Flying Immortal Sect have to fight against an enemy from outside at that time?
And all the spirit weapons on the ground had at least a fourth class.
As for the lower grade weapons, Jiangcheng had already exchanged them for points.
"Take whatever you like."
He is generous to his loyal followers.
Besides, he doesn't need this, does he?
"This, is everything for us?"
Luo Yuan and the others were hard to believe.
The supplies they get during their last escape are emergencies in special situations.
As they became disciples, in order to obtain spirit weapons, they had to show outstanding performance and contribute to the sect.
Or they have to achieve good results in some big competitions.
But now, they had not even done anything!
A spirit sword and a fourth-grade armor were in front of them, waiting for them to choose.
"Of course, I don't want you guys not to have the ability to protect yourself when I'm not around."
For his own people, of course he wanted to increase their strength as much as possible.
"Okay, we respectfully accept!" (Late this chapter)