The Family Is Too Invincible, I Just Choose To Put It Badly

Boom!

At this moment, the disciples who didn't believe it could no longer sit still. Even if they still didn't believe it, their bodies still went to the Scripture Pavilion.

More and more people rushed to the Scripture Pavilion.

Even the disciples who rushed to the Scripture Pavilion started from the Blood Movement and Shackled Realm and gradually spread to the Carefree Realm and Visualization Realm disciples.

Of course, in comparison, there were far fewer Carefree Realm disciples, and even fewer Visualization Realm disciples.

The Visualization Realm disciples who occasionally went to the Scripture Pavilion were there to watch the fun.

To them, the things Fang Lan gave them were no longer worth their time.

Of course, it was a different story if the reward was a Heaven-tier cultivation method or a Heaven-tier magic weapon.

However, according to the news, the highest reward the Third Young Master could give was a bottle of fourth-grade pills or a low-grade Earth-tier magic weapon.

These things weren't worth the Visualization Realm disciples going to the Scripture Pavilion.

Although the real high-level cultivators didn't come, low-level cultivators like Blood Movement and Shackled Realm cultivators flocked there like a tide.

In the short span of a few hours, Li Qiye was shocked.

Over a million cultivators gathered around the Scripture Pavilion!

Most of them were ordinary people without cultivation. These ordinary people had lived in the Holy Land of Taichu for generations and were considered part of the Holy Land of Taichu.

The rest were almost all Blood Movement and Shackled Realm cultivators.

Among the million cultivators, there were no more than a dozen people who had reached the Carefree Realm.

As for the visualization realm, there were only two or three people who were at the next level.

Moreover, these people were very far from the Scripture Pavilion and were the type to silently watch from afar.

…

Below the Scripture Pavilion.

Fang Lan was still sitting steadily on the recliner, but there were countless people around him.

Looking at the dense crowd, whether it was his follower Yu Er or his personal guard Ye Qingshuang, they were all sweating. Their hearts were constantly in their mouths as they watched every movement around them.

They were afraid that a moment of carelessness would cause a big problem.

Looking at the gradually gathering crowd, Ye Qingshuang only felt her scalp go numb. Even the hand holding the sword unconsciously tightened. Her vigilance was raised to the limit.

"Gulp —"

Yu Er swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Young Master, there are too many people gathered here. Let's leave quickly."

Yu Er looked around worriedly, fearing that a cultivator would rush over to assassinate them.

Millions of people … What a terrifying number.

When the number of people exceeded ten thousand, it would be a sea of people.

There were millions of them, and they couldn't see the end of it.

Fang Lan, who was sitting on the recliner, seemed to agree with Yu Er's words. He looked at the crowd around him, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

In this group of people, not a single one actually met the investment criteria.

He sighed and stood up. "In that case, let's call it a day. Let's go back."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the Nine Dragons Carriage.

Seeing that Fang Lan was about to leave, Yu Er and Ye Qingshuang heaved a sigh of relief.

When the surrounding disciples saw that Fang Lan was about to stand up and leave, they became even more intense.

Many people were shouting hysterically, begging Fang Lan to bestow them some treasures.

However, Fang Lan didn't care about the shouts of this group of people. He passed through the dense crowd and returned to the Nine Dragons Carriage.

Because of the violent aura of the nine fire dragons and the spreading blazing flames, the disciples and cultivators didn't dare to come within a few hundred meters of the Nine Dragons Carriage.

This made it easy for Fang Lan to arrive in front of the Nine Dragons Carriage.

But just as he was about to leave, he accidentally glanced in a direction from the corner of his eye. He subconsciously activated his detection skill, and a screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

Just like before, 99.99% of the cultivators didn't meet the investment criteria of the system.

But this time, there was an exception.

At the outermost edge of the crowd, a small and thin figure appeared in Fang Lan's eyes.

She was a skinny little girl about 13 or 14 years old.

She stood at the outermost edge of the crowd and kept looking at the center of the crowd, trying to find the truth of the crowd.

At present, many of the people in the crowd were ordinary people. These people lived in the Holy Land of Taichu. Because they couldn't cultivate, they gradually became servants of the Holy Land of Taichu.

This little girl was one of the tens of thousands of ordinary people.

Her thin and small figure seemed so insignificant in the surging tide of people in the surroundings. She was like a lone boat sailing on a stormy sea, and she seemed so tiny and insignificant.

Of course, what really caught Fang Lan's attention was the lonely "eligible investment" message displayed among the countless "not eligible investment" messages.

[Name: Yun Yao]

[Luck: Purple]

[Eligible investment criteria, eligible for investment!]

[…]

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