119: Chapter 119 Lottery Event

Soon, Lin Bei locked onto his targets, his eyes brightening.

"Everyone, to show my sincerity, I will start with a lucky draw event!"

The crowd looked confused, not understanding what he meant.

A lucky draw event? What the hell is that?

"Now, I will randomly select three Fellow Daoists!" Lin Bei explained. "These three Fellow Daoists only need to take out their Storage Pouch and let me choose one item at will, and I will gift them a sacred heart token!"

"Of course!" he added. "Whether you want to trade or not is entirely up to you!"

"One item? Worth one thousand fangyuan? Only a fool wouldn't trade!"

Immediately, many Cultivators were tempted, hoping they would be chosen.

There were even quite a few Cultivators who shouted out proactively.

"Fellow Daoist Lin! Choose me! I have good things in my Storage Pouch!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin! I have the Seventy-Two Styles of Heavenly Desire from the Joyous Union Sect here!"

"Brother Lin! Three years ago, I stole the undergarments of Princess Lingdie of the Central Plains, and I have treasured them to this day!"

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The corners of Lin Bei's mouth twitched. Although he was quite tempted by the things these guys mentioned, he resolutely chose his own targets.

"You! You! You!" Lin Bei pointed at the targets he had already selected. "The three of you, are you willing to trade with me?"

These three Cultivators were stunned; they hadn't expected such good fortune to fall upon them.

"We are willing! We are willing!" Two of the male Cultivators nodded repeatedly, fearing that if they were even a second late, they would miss out on this immense fortune.

Another female Cultivator with outstanding looks hesitated slightly, but nodded gently after a few seconds.

Amidst the envy of the crowd of Cultivators, the three came before Lin Bei.

A seemingly quite clever Late Spirit Refinement Stage Cultivator quickly took out his Storage Pouch and handed it to Lin Bei.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please choose whatever you like. Never mind one item; even if you take the entire Storage Pouch, it doesn't matter!"

Lin Bei looked at this person with amusement. He probed the Storage Pouch with his spiritual sense, and a grey light flew out directly, which he collected.

"Let's go with this one!" After saying that, he handed the Cultivator a sacred heart token.

The Late Spirit Refinement Stage Cultivator breathed nervously and reached out to take it. "Fellow Daoist Lin, then this sacred heart token belongs to me now, right? I can do whatever I want with it?"

"Of course!" Lin Bei nodded with a smile, feeling that this Cultivator was quite interesting.

"Good!" The Late Spirit Refinement Stage Cultivator did not put the sacred heart token into his Storage Pouch. Instead, he held it high in his hand, stood in front of Lin Bei, and turned to look at the surrounding Cultivators.

"Fellow Daoists, I, Ma, am willing to sell this sacred heart token for the price of eight hundred fangyuan. Who wants it?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei couldn't help but nod secretly.

This guy was truly quite clever; he knew how dangerous it was to hold onto the sacred heart token! It was better to exchange it for a fortune.

Soon, a Refining Spirit Peak Prodigy spent eight hundred fangyuan to buy the sacred heart token.

The Cultivator surnamed Ma bowed to Lin Bei with the eight hundred fangyuan in hand, and without lingering, flew directly into the distance.

Watching him fly away, the remaining male Cultivator's gaze wavered slightly, but eventually turned firm.

This was an Early Dragon Transformation Stage Cultivator, who could no longer be considered a contemporary Prodigy. He bowed slightly to Lin Bei, said nothing, and tossed his own Storage Pouch over.

Lin Bei likewise took an item from it and tossed him a sacred heart token.

The Dragon Transformation Cultivator caught the sacred heart token and, without a word, immediately moved away from Chuyun Peak and flew into the distance.

His choice was to keep the sacred heart token for himself.

In the crowd, a dozen or so Dragon Transformation Cultivators immediately shifted their gazes and chased after him.

Lin Bei glanced at them but ignored them, turning his head to look at the last Cultivator.

This woman was exceptionally beautiful, only slightly inferior to Shangguan Yue and Luo Qingcheng.

"This young woman, Lingdie, greets Fellow Daoist Lin!" the female Cultivator said, bowing to Lin Bei.

"Ah?" Lin Bei was stunned, his gaze involuntarily darting toward the Cultivator who had shouted earlier.

This is too much of a coincidence, right?

Princess Lingdie immediately realized something; her cheeks flushed red in an instant, and she quickly began to explain.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, there is no need to listen to those people's nonsense. This young woman has never lost any personal undergarments!"

"I see!" Lin Bei put on the appearance of an upright gentleman. "That is good!"

As he spoke, he extended his hand, signaling the other party to bring the Storage Pouch over.

Princess Lingdie's face turned even redder.

Her Storage Pouch contained quite a few things that a young woman would find embarrassing to mention!

After hesitating for a good while, she placed the Storage Pouch in Lin Bei's hand. "Fellow Daoist Lin, please feel free to choose."

She noticeably emphasized the word "feel free".

Lin Bei smiled amusedly and probed with his spiritual sense.

This time, the time spent was significantly longer than for the previous two Cultivators.

As time slowly passed, Princess Lingdie's pretty face grew redder and redder.

There was no need to wonder why the other party spent so much time examining her Storage Pouch.

After a full stick of incense had burned, Lin Bei finally finished carefully admiring the items in the Storage Pouch.

He took one item out, handed the Storage Pouch back to her, and simultaneously gifted her a sacred heart token.

Princess Lingdie took the Storage Pouch and immediately checked the items she was concerned about. After discovering they were not missing, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She took the sacred heart token, bowed to Lin Bei, and turned to fly toward the group of Cultivators.

"Huh?" Lin Bei was somewhat surprised.

Isn't this woman afraid of others robbing her?

In the crowd, someone's eyes flickered immediately, and then an Early Dragon Transformation Stage Cultivator rushed toward Princess Lingdie.

"You're courting death!" A loud shout echoed through the crowd, and looking at the Early Dragon Transformation Stage Cultivator, he was already dead.

Two Mid-stage Dragon Transformation Cultivators protected Princess Lingdie. "Whoever wants to steal our Princess's sacred heart token, come on up!"

Immediately, those who had malicious expressions withdrew their gazes.

Lin Bei was speechless watching this.

To think she even brought bodyguards!

With three immortal bell fragments in hand, he stopped paying attention to that side and scanned the crowd again. "Alright, there are now two hundred and ninety-six sacred heart tokens left, all for one thousand fangyuan each. Buy quickly!"

In the crowd, Lv Zi looked sorrowful. "Boss Lin seems to say he's selling all the rest. Did he forget about us?"

"Slap!" Niu Ren slapped him on the head.

"What are you saying! Brother Lin probably went through extreme danger, a brush with death, to obtain so many sacred heart tokens! Do you expect him to give them to you for free?"

"No, no!" Lv Zi shrank his neck. "I meant, at least save a few to sell to us at a discount?"

Niu Ren stared at him with a half-smiling expression. "With that Great Saint Old Ancestor who followed the Great Emperor covering for you, would you be short on fangyuan?"

"Uh... hehe!" Lv Zi gave a sheepish smile. "One thousand fangyuan, I can barely scrape that together..."

Feng Xiaoyao's face showed a miserable expression. "A lone wolf like me can't scrape that together!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Teng, who was beside him, immediately handed over a Storage Pouch, looking at him with tenderness.

Feng Xiaoyao froze in place, not knowing whether to take it or not...

Shi Hao looked at him with envy and turned to look at Chen Ping. "Senior Brother, how much fangyuan do you have?"

"Fifty fangyuan! How about you?"

"Five fangyuan!"

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On the other side, Ming Daozi, who had been ignored by Lin Bei for a long time, had a gloomy expression and took out a Storage Pouch.

"Hand over the fangyuan, and I'll hand over the token!"

"No problem!" Lin Bei nodded with a smile, satisfying the customer's request to the greatest extent.

The process had no surprises, and the transaction was completed smoothly.

Ming Daozi held the sacred heart token and scanned the surrounding Cultivators with a sideways glance; the meaning was self-evident.

If you aren't afraid of death, come and try to steal it!

As it turned out, there really were those who weren't afraid of death!

A figure in a black robe shot up into the sky with unbridled, wild laughter. "Ming Daozi, I want that sacred heart token of yours!"