Sword Abyss City.
Wen Qian arrived at the shop entrance early in the morning. The moment he opened the doors, a great crowd surged inside.
"Daoist Wen, hurry and draw the qualifications. I brought more than enough Spirit Stones this time."
"Daoist Wen, I've bought so many Sword Talismans and Spirit Brews from your esteemed shop, but I failed to draw a slot both times before. If you still don't let me get a qualification, wouldn't that be going too far?"
"Daoist Wen, draw me, draw me!"
There were even Core Formation Cultivators shouting impatiently.
"Everyone, fellow Daoists, please don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. There will be qualifications for all."
"This shop guarantees that everything is just and fair."
Wen Qian shook his head helplessly.
After he obtained thirty Primal Spirit Pills from Lu Xuan, he set a hunger-marketing strategy.
First, he promoted them in the shop. Then, every ten days to half a month, he released three Primal Spirit Pills, letting the many Core Formation Cultivators who wanted to obtain the pills compete with one another.
Of course, so as not to affect the shop's reputation, he did not take the opportunity to sell them for a sky-high price. The price stayed within a reasonable range; it was just that many cultivators had to draw for the qualification.
Each person had one chance. Anyone who had previously bought goods worth more than one hundred thousand Spirit Stones from the shop, or purchased that amount on the spot, received one extra lottery qualification. The number of qualification slots was limited, and they would be released until gone.
During the first lottery, not many Core Formation Cultivators knew of the Primal Spirit Pill's existence, and it only attracted a little over thirty Core Formation Cultivators to come draw for the