Chapter 1803: It’s time to show my ultimate move
The Impregnating Gaze was certainly not a ‘treasure’.
Therefore, Song Shuhang immediately thought of the Scholarly Sage’s eye. Could it be that Loose Immortal Xiaoyao had something to do with the scholarly faction or the Scholarly Sage?
At the same time, his mind immediately thought up several ‘eye-gouging, eye-snatching’ plots.
“Let’s discuss that later. The lottery for the second-grade prize is about to begin. We should hurry up and get ready to display our abilities.” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber reminded everyone. “I have a few good ideas. For example, we can arrange ourselves in lines of six, that would definitely be very eye-catching.”
At the side, Su Clan’s Seven quietly glanced at Thrice Reckless. He then squatted back down, lightly stroked his beloved treasured saber, and gently sharpened it with his fingers.
Soft Feather said, “Actually, I think that shouting 666 and flattery might be useless this time.”
These two methods had already been used by Senior Copper Trigram and Thrice Reckless, and even better ones were used by the others when they were competing for the third-grade prize.
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “But wouldn’t it still be better to shout it out rather than not doing so?”
The second-grade prize consisted in the treasures from the sixth to the seventh floor. Even a rich man like Senior Yellow Mountain would not mind getting such treasures.
Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue said, “If you have anything you can display, then use it. It will be worth it.”
He was afraid that the fellow daoists in the group would be held back by their shame or reputation, so he specifically said something to encourage them. After hearing out a senior figure like him, they would be able to feel less hesitant with using any means they had.
Venerable Yellow Mountain said, “By the way, Fellow Daoist Creation, you should sit down.”
“???” Dharma King Creation.
“Don’t sing and put the mic down. You can do anything else, but don’t start singing,” Venerable Yellow Mountain added. “I’m afraid that you’ll be attacked and kicked out of the Throne of Wealth Distribution if you do it. ”
Dharma King Creation looked at the microphone in his hand, and said, “Actually, I was just going to read out a few words. I’m not going to sing, believe me.”
Young Master Phoenix Slayer silently took out a set of custom-made earplugs, and put them in his ears. After giving it some more thought, a pair of pointed ears appeared on the top of his head, which he also put earplugs in.
Song Shuhang stared at Young Master Phoenix Slayer in surprise, wondering why he had four ears.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer turned his head, and asked, “Why are you staring at me?”
Song Shuhang waved again and again. “It’s nothing, it’s nothing.”
It might be due to Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s species being rather special that he had four ears. Since it was a little rude to discuss other people’s appearance in public, Song Shuhang simply turned around and looked at Soft Feather.
He asked curiously, “Right, Soft Feather, what are you planning on doing?”
It felt like Soft Feather wanted to get the first- or second-grade prize, so why hadn’t she acted yet?
Soft Feather said, “Hehe, I came up with a line earlier and planned on reciting it out loud, but I’ve now changed my mind. Among the three spots, I won’t bother with one that might be under the influence of that person behind the scenes, so I’ll just fight for one of the other two.”
During the round for the fourth-grade prize, when nobody knew they could shout 666, Senior Copper Trigram did, and won a fourth-grade prize.
During the round for the third-grade prize, when nobody knew they could use flattery, Senior Thrice Reckless did, and won a third-grade prize.
And now for the second-grade prize, everyone already knew about shouting 666 and putting down their shame and using flattery, so the competition was too big. It was extremely difficult to be the most conspicuous one amongst the crowd.
As such, Soft Feather chose to give up on the flattery competition, and chose the second option instead.
Soft Feather silently took out an incense burner from her size-reducing purse, took out a life-sized statue, and arranged them neatly.
“Is that Senior White’s statue?” Song Shuhang asked. This statue was the same statue that Senior White had transformed into when Song Shuhang welcomed him back then.
Soft Feather said proudly, “Senior Song guessed correctly, and there’s also a signed photo inside the statue.”
Song Shuhang was surprised. “When did that happen?”
When did Soft Feather approach Senior White for an autograph?
At this time, Soft Feather had already finished setting the statue and the incense burner. She then took out some incense, pinched at its head, and lit it up.
After lighting the incense, Soft Feather made a wish. “Senior White, I want to win the second-grade prize! Please help me!”
It was unknown if it was just an illusion, but when Soft Feather made a wish, Song Shuhang’s left eye seemed to really see something like a ‘blessing’ or a ‘boon’ falling on Soft Feather’s body from the statue.
The lottery for the second-grade prize began.
Three pillars of light once again shuttled quickly through the crowd.
A pillar of light zigzagged and finally landed on an old acquaintance.
At this time, Sage Monarch Winter Melon was dressed in golden armor and stood with a sword, looking particularly dazzling. A pillar of light fell on him, and he won the lottery spot thanks to his luck.
Song Shuhang’s eyes were fixed on the second pillar of light and Soft Feather beside him.
Was Soft Feather’s method actually going to work?
While he was in thought, the second pillar of light swept past Song Shuhang… And after passing him, it firmly settled on Soft Feather.
Song Shuhang: (⊙_⊙)
It really worked?
A pillar of light enveloped Soft Feather, and with the light enveloping her body, she looked even more beautiful.
“Yay~ I succeeded.” Soft Feather clenched her fist. She then stretched out her hand to stroke her long hair, causing her black hair to flutter, with each strand of her hair shining as they were enveloped by the pillar of light.
Soft Feather was so bright at this moment that those who saw her couldn’t take their eyes off of her.
Soft Feather retrieved the statue of Senior White and the incense burner with a smile on her face. Afterward, she made a victory pose to Song Shuhang and Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly.
“Heavens!” Senior Turtle was too shocked to speak.
“Did you see that? My daughter’s so smart,” Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly said proudly while wrapped in a sheet.
Song Shuhang gave Soft Feather a thumbs-up.
Whether it was Soft Feather’s own luck or the working of the statue, ultimately, she succeeded.
“I knew I should have tried to go for the first-grade prize, but forget it, someone else can have it.” As Soft Feather stretched out her hand, the pillar of light turned into a token, and fell into her hand.
“Sage Monarch Winter Melon got a token, and Soft Feather also got a token, so who’s the last winner?” Song Shuhang asked curiously. Just now, his attention had been completely on Soft Feather, so he hadn’t paid attention to the last pillar of light.
So who was the last winner?
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber replied, “I don’t know, either. I was looking at the shining Soft Feather just now.”
Fairy Dongfang Six said, “I seemed to have been distracted as well just now.”
Doudou asked, “Stupid Yellow Mountain, do you know where the third pillar of light landed?”
Sage Monarch Yellow Mountain nodded lightly, and then pointed at the side.
Beside him, a handsome man showed a bitter smile. He stretched out his hand to show everyone the token in his hand, showing that he was the third winner.
But when he won the prize, most of the people present were attracted by the shining and beautiful Soft Feather, and ignored him.
“Congratulations, Sword Sage!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber clasped his hands, and said, “In this lottery, our Nine Provinces Number One Group has gotten nearly half of the winning spots.”
The handsome man’s mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he seemed to give up and decided not to say anything.
Song Shuhang felt that Scholar Sober Eye’s smile was too pitiful.
So, he said, “Senior Thrice Reckless, this senior isn’t a sword sage, but a scholar.”
At least he still remembered the word ‘scholar’.
“Next up is the most anticipated first-grade prize! Everyone, cheer up.” Fairy Lychee kindly changed the topic.
She felt particularly guilty seeing the scholar’s bitter smile, so she hurriedly changed the topic.
Loose Immortal Xiaoyao’s voice sounded again. [Congratulations to the three fellow daoists who won the prizes. Now, onto the last of the Wealth Distribution. There is only one spot for the first-grade prize.]
There was only one spot, so was this going to be given by way of operations from behind the scenes? Or was it going to be totally random?
The second-grade prize had three winners equally split the treasures on the sixth and seventh floor.
Therefore, logically speaking, the first-grade prize should give the winner all the treasures on the eighth and ninth floor!
This was extreme… This was going to be very serious for whoever won the lottery!
With so many treasures, they could use whatever they could use, and exchange the ones they didn’t need for resources.
Even the leaders of sects would be greatly tempted in the face of so many treasures.
So, who was going to win the first-grade prize?
All the practitioners present couldn’t help but gulp as they became filled with anticipation.
Loose Immortal Xiaoyao’s voice sounded. [Countdown to the lottery… 10, 9, 8, 7.]
The practitioners who were already familiar with Senior Xiaoyao’s routine immediately knew what was happening.
Senior Xiaoyao was using this countdown to watch the fellow daoists, waiting for everyone to use their greatest means, everything they had. Whether it was cheering, praising, shouting 666, fireworks, or sending hearts, it was time for them to display their ultimate moves.
With there only being one spot, this spot shouldn’t be completely subject to the workings behind the scenes. However, who could guarantee that Loose Immortal Xiaoyao would not increase the odds of winning a little bit for a certain practitioner?
The atmosphere in the Throne of Wealth Distribution reached its climax.
There were loud shouting and light effects that covered the sky, and everyone used everything they had to stand out.
After all, why not give it a shot for a better future.
At the same time, everyone’s eyes involuntarily shifted to Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.
Because what was certain was that among all the people present, the one with the highest strength was Profound Sage Tyrannical Song— someone who had held a Divinity Show thrice, and was possibly a Tribulation Transcender.
Profound Sage Tyrannical Song entering the Throne of Wealth Distribution should be due to his interest in these treasures.
And there were some who also took notice of how Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had not made a move for the first few prizes.
Did that mean that Tyrannical Song was aiming for the first-grade prize? What was he going to do to vie for it?
And under everyone’s gazes, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song really did make a move.
He stretched out his hand, and behind him, the projections of 41 Ancient Holy Apes appeared.
A huge Holy Ape led 40 smaller Holy Apes, and they all opened up the Scholarly Scriptures in their hands. Afterward, the 41 Holy Apes began to sing.
The leading huge Holy Ape sang in the language of the ancient era, while the 40 smaller Holy Apes unceasingly sang ‘666, 666’ in all kinds of different languages such as Chinese, English, the language of Beast Realm, the language of the Black Dragon World, and many more.
Their cadence and rhythm were very catchy.
They were just reciting the same word, but they made it seem like a grand and monumental piece.